God-Tier Fishing System Chapter 725 725
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Upon hearing this, Silvon's expression underwent a drastic change. He inquired coldly, "You wish to do me a favor?"
"Aaron Verdant, this location is not the Great Verdant. It is the Far North Ice Field! This is an internal affair concerning our Ancient Clans. Are you truly going to meddle?!"
"Hmm..." Aaron Verdant let out a chuckle and pondered for a moment.
"You speak the truth. This is indeed not the Great Verdant, but this Far North Ice Field also does not belong to your Moonfall family, does it?"
"The available lands suitable for human settlement in this Far North Ice Field are quite limited. Your Ancient Clans have preserved their legacies for countless years, and your ancestors maintained close ties in eras past. There is simply no need to escalate minor disputes into an all-out conflict."
"Moreover, if my memory serves me correctly, your Ancient Clans established a non-aggression pact a considerable time ago."
"Why then is your Moonfall Clan attempting to annihilate the Riverborn Clan? Is this not rather unfitting?" Aaron Verdant posed the question placidly.
Throughout the entire exchange, his face bore a gentle, serene smile, giving an impression of approachability.
"It is true that we Ancient Clans have entered into certain treaties, but who can say how long ago that was? Besides, such treaties are matters solely within the jurisdiction of our Ancient Clans."
"What concern is it of yours, as an Imperial Teacher of the Great Verdant?" Silvon retorted.
"It was of no concern to me previously, but that has changed now."
"This Ethan is a companion to our Great Verdant's Eldest Princess and Eighth Prince. When a friend finds themselves in peril, it is only right that we do not stand idly by," Aaron Verdant stated calmly, continuing to reason with Silvon.
He had always held a dislike for employing might to oppress the weak.
Preferring persuasion over coercion, he only resorted to force when the other party refused to heed his counsel.
"I suspect that among the assembled onlookers here, there are representatives from other Ancient Clans. The Moonfall Clan is openly disregarding the non-aggression pact. Why has no one come forward to intervene?"
"Given that the Moonfall Clan dares to attack the Riverborn Clan, how can you be certain that you will not be their next target?" Aaron Verdant inquired.
His voice, though not exceptionally loud, possessed a remarkable penetrating quality. It unfurled through the night air, reaching the ears of all present.
Not far off, Lucien was consumed by incandescent rage. For the first time in his existence, he felt a profound sense of helplessness.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
"One of the Great Verdant's Twin Pillars! Why would such a formidable expert speak up for an obscure nobody like Ethan, and even provoke my Moonfall Clan on his behalf?!"
"While your Great Verdant Lantern Empire commands considerable strength, my Moonfall Clan is not to be trifled with either! What advantage is there in antagonizing my clan?"
"Grant me another twenty years, and I shall ascend to the Emperor Realm, perhaps even dare to reach for the Great Emperor realm! When that day arrives, our Moonfall Clan will boast twin Emperors! What power will the Great Verdant Empire hold then?!"
Lucien clenched his fists, his countenance grim. He directed a malevolent glare at Aaron Verdant before shifting his gaze towards Liora.
"Liora, just you wait! I shall certainly make you my woman!" Lucien vowed silently, his eyes then fixating on Ethan.
His features contorted with malice, his gaze locked onto Ethan, his sharp eyes conveying a desire to devour him whole!
"This Aaron Verdant!" Silvon's demeanor shifted subtly upon hearing these pronouncements.
Truly befitting of the Great Verdant's Imperial Teacher. His mastery of stratagems, tactics, and the art of stirring public sentiment was evident.
He was clearly manipulating the sentiments of the other Ancient Clans, emboldening them to unite against the Moonfall Clan.
Indeed, numerous individuals from other Ancient Clans were present in the vicinity. However, they had maintained a passive stance, apprehensive of the Moonfall Clan's established power.
With the appearance of an Emperor Realm expert like himself, the Ancient Clans that had harbored inclinations to intervene had practically lost all resolve.
But the situation had now transformed. Aaron Verdant's unexpected arrival, with his clear intent to safeguard Ethan, changed everything.
With such an Emperor Realm expert offering support, and furthermore, the Imperial Teacher of the Great Verdant Empire himself, the Ancient Clans that had previously withdrawn would undoubtedly find their courage rekindled.
They were not unintelligent; they recognized that once the Moonfall Clan succeeded in absorbing the Riverborn Clan, they would become the subsequent target.
This presented a unique, opportune moment to thwart the Moonfall Clan's ambition of dominating the Far North Ice Field.
They would absolutely seize this chance without letting it slip away!
Just as Silvon was deep in contemplation, two individuals ascended from below.
"Great Elder Boren of the Silvermere Clan pays his respects to the venerable Aaron!" The Great Elder of the Silvermere Clan conveyed his greeting with clasped hands.
"There is no need for such formalities."
Immediately following that, an increasing number of figures ascended. These were all the members of the Ancient Clans who had just made their appearance. Previously, intimidated by the might of an Emperor Realm expert, they had not dared to interfere. However, with Aaron Verdant now offering his support, they naturally seized this chance. "Silvon, your Moonfall Clan has truly overstepped the boundaries!" "You completely disregarded the non-aggression pact established in the past and committed an act of annihilation that is an affront to both gods and men!" "Today, our seven clans will absolutely not permit your continued tyranny!" Boren reprimanded Silvon and the others, his voice filled with righteous fury. "Hmph! A pack of pathetic rats! You only dare to emerge and squeak now?!" "What nonsensical pact are you even talking about?!" "That was an agreement from ancient times! Just because it held validity then does not mean it remains valid now." "The strong devour the weak, the capable endure, and the incapable perish!" "You are all ancient beings who have existed for centuries. Do not tell me you fail to grasp this fundamental principle!" Silvon scoffed with a cold demeanor. He then directed his gaze towards Aaron Verdant. "Aaron Verdant, if it were any other individual, perhaps I would grant them a courtesy." "However, I must apologize, as my Moonfall Clan is not something easily overcome!" "I shall not be extending this favor to you!" "Today, my Moonfall Clan intends to bring down the Riverborn Clan. What exactly can you do to stop me?!" Silvon inquired, a chilling sneer following his words. "We are both experts at the Emperor Realm. Do you truly believe you alone can alter the entire trajectory of this conflict?" "I cannot accomplish much, perhaps just beat you into a thoroughly battered state, at most," Aaron Verdant replied with a smile, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Heh heh. Such empty boasts!" Silvon scoffed. Aaron Verdant was indeed an expert of the Emperor Realm, and undeniably more potent than himself. Yet, at their level of cultivation, attempting to truly end the other party's life was a feat as challenging as scaling the heavens.