Great Changes Begin with the Subtle, Great Chaos with the Small
Misty Clear Realm.
The location of the Liu Clan.
"Judging from your words, your Shen Clan is quite confident about this matter." The figure sat in the central hall, smiling as he looked at Shen Tianxun.
"The Withering and Flourishing Sect has been passed down for many years and has its own unique strengths. However, my Shen Clan has also made some achievements in recent years. After weighing the options, we still have a slightly better chance of winning," Shen Tianxun replied with a smile.
"It's alright." The figure raised a hand and waved.
Who wins and who loses is not important.
"I am going on behalf of the Liu Clan; I cannot let this trip be in vain."
After the figure finished speaking, he looked at Shen Tianxun with a faint smile.
"Of course," Shen Tianxun said with a smile.
"But rest assured, after this matter, my Shen Clan is willing to share all the gains with the nobles."
The figure didn't speak, but gently tapped the table and slowly said:
If your heart is not sincere, why bother coming here?
Shen Tianxun gave a forced smile:
"Not only that, my Shen Clan will also offer tribute as compensation for the hard work involved in this matter."
As he spoke, Shen Tianxun felt a pang of heartache.
With the Shen Clan's fate sealed, there's no going back on what the Withering and Flourishing Sect have done.
But the price to bring the Shen Clan into this are undeniably high!
The figure shook its head slightly, seemingly losing patience, leaving only one sentence:
"The martial arts tradition of the Withering and Flourishing Sect has little to do with your Shen Clan, does it?"
After saying that, the figure stood up, intending to leave.
Shen Tianxun's expression changed slightly. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly said:
"Exclusive ownership; all martial arts traditions are exclusively held by nobles."
After he finished speaking, the figure remained silent, but also made no move to leave.
Shen Tianxun took a deep breath and continued:
"We will do our utmost to provide for anything that is beneficial to the nobility, within our capabilities."
Hearing this, the figure finally spoke, saying:
"Can."
Shen Tianxun breathed a sigh of relief.
But the thought of having to hand over the benefits to someone else made him feel somewhat depressed.
For a time, all I could do was console myself.
As long as the final outcome is good, the necessary price will be worthwhile.
After carefully observing the other person for a moment, Shen Tianxun tried to speak:
"May I ask the nobleman to do something?"
The figure looked at Shen Tianxun with amusement, then suddenly smiled and said:
"It seems you don't take the Liu Clan seriously."
"No, no," Shen Tianxun quickly denied, explaining:
"It's precisely because I so strongly believe in the power and top status of the nobility that I came up with this idea."
"I hope that on the day of the duel, after my son Shen Tianwen wins, those nobles who attend will offer him a word of praise."
After learning the details of the gambling match at the Withering and Flourishing Sect, he changed his plans.
He used the Withering and Flourishing Sect to gild his own son.
The act of gilding one's image depends not only on one's own performance, but also on the praise and the people who offer it.
In this regard, the praise from the strong members of the Liu Clan, as an ancient imperial clan, is of the highest value.
The figure looked at Shen Tianxun, smiled, and said:
"It was just a casual remark; if you need it, I will fulfill it."
"In that case, thank you very much." Shen Tianxun cupped his hands in thanks.
"During the gambling battle, a grand ceremony will be held."
The figure nodded slightly and waved. Shen Tianxun did not linger and got up to leave.
After Shen Tianxun left, the figure sat down again, playing with the beads in his hand, his expression wry:
"Great changes begin with small things, and great chaos begins with small ones. It seems that chaos is indeed brewing. For a Withering and Flourishing Sect as Ku Rong to take such a self-destructive step is truly a rare occurrence in recent years."
After speaking, the figure gently shook his head:
"Forget it, why think about these things? The martial arts heritage of the Withering and Flourishing Sect is worth getting interested in, but the bloodline of the Shen Clan also has its uses."
The Shen Clan's statement regarding the deputy clan chief issue initiated an open conflict between the two factions.
The gambling match at the Withering and Flourishing Sect caused quite a stir due to its extremely irrational actions.
When news spread that the Liu Clan would be present to witness the gambling match, the matter became almost common knowledge.
Even those who had never looked into the matter before began to think, "The Liu Clan's testimony must be extraordinary," and started to learn about it.
Immediately, discussions about when and where the betting war would begin became the focus of attention for all parties.
Hidden Origin Peak.
"Senior Brother Gu, what did the Sect Master of the Withering and Flourishing Sect want to talk to you about?" Qin Li asked upon seeing Gu Chen's return.
"Now that the Liu Clan is acting as witnesses to this wager, a time and place must be set."
After Gu Chen finished speaking, he gently shook his head:
"According to Sect Master Du, if this matter is not settled, it may incur the dissatisfaction of the Liu Clan."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Fan appeared out of nowhere, looking somewhat amused, and said:
"Judging from this, it seems that this Liu Clan is similar to the enforcers of the Misty Clear Realm?"
If he weren't worried about some words not fitting the local culture, he would have even considered using "world police" to describe them.
Gu Chen nodded. "I feel the same way, and Sect Master Du has an extremely respectful attitude towards the Liu Clan."
"That's normal," Qin Li said.
"As an ancient imperial clan, the Liu Clan's strength is undoubtedly among the top in the Misty Clear Realm. Although they haven't fully demonstrated their power, it's enough."
"Not only do major powers check and balance each other in different regions, but they also check and balance smaller powers to limit their development and prevent the emergence of new competitors."
"The actions of the Withering and Flourishing Sect will inevitably attract the attention of powerful forces. If they lose, the Withering and Flourishing Sect will be devoured by these powerful forces."
"Clear and transparent." Mu Fan exclaimed in admiration, giving Qin Li a thumbs up.
Qin Li glanced at Mu Fan and said:
"I've never seen you so attentive before."
Upon hearing this, Mu Fan felt a sharp pain in his testicles.
If I had a choice, I'd be a fool to care!
This stupid task is just sitting there; if I don't do it, I'll be banished to my hometown.
Compared to becoming a prostitute, putting in a little more effort to complete the task quickly is not unacceptable.
Of course, while I might think about it, I obviously can't say the reason.
Clearing his throat lightly, Mu Fan put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and said:
"I, the second senior brother of Hidden Origin Peak, cannot tolerate my junior sister being bullied!"
"Be serious," Qin Li said.
"Be serious?"
Mu Fan blinked. "Isn't my reason serious enough?"
Qin Li shook her head, gave Mu Fan a deep look, and said:
"Actually, I was just saying that that day; I didn't mean to look down on you, senior brother. You don't need to be in such a hurry to prove yourself."
"Huh?" Mu Fan looked at Qin Li with a bewildered expression:
"Junior sister, your little brain is really quick to come up with ideas! How come you can think of the same thing?"
After saying that, Mu Fan shook his head:
"No need to prove anything, just wait and see my performance!"
"When is that?" Qin Li asked.
Mu Fan looked at Gu Chen: "Senior Brother Gu, when are you going to select the next generation of the Shen Clan?"
"In half a month," Gu Chen said.
"Half a month?" Mu Fan's voice rose several octaves, then he muttered in a low voice:
"The sky has fallen! The sky has fallen!"
"I haven't even come up with a plan yet, oh no, am I really going to do this?!"