Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1145 - 341: [Ghost Race Patriarch] 4

Guen’s lips curved into a faint smile, and he murmured, “As expected, nothing good ever happens when I step out.”

With that said, his gaze shifted to East Sea. “Is there truly nothing else to convey? You didn’t tell me yourself within, but instead, you had this junior wait outside to deliver the message—are you perhaps worried I would refuse?”

“I am unaware,” East Sea replied, shaking his head. “The Ancestor merely instructed me to deliver the message in this manner.”

“Very well, since the message has been delivered, you may also depart,” Guen stated, his eyes meeting East Sea’s with an unruffled expression.

East Sea: ???

Guen, maintaining his serene demeanor, continued, “If they desire me as the clan leader, what business do you, the Sword Servant attending the Ancestor, have here? If you remain, will these individuals heed the command of your Lord Sword Master, or mine as the newly appointed clan leader?

Therefore, if you have no further purpose, it would be best for you to take your leave promptly.”

East Sea’s eyelid twitched involuntarily.

Chen Yan stood to the side, a sigh escaping him internally.

As anticipated, this old man remains as eccentric as ever…

“Dispatch a communication to all major sects and families, informing them of the transition in leadership for our Ghost Race and instructing them to declare their allegiance. Announce that our Ghost Race shall claim dominion over the City of No Return, and it will not be shared with the Demon Race.

Let them make their choice. Those who do not align with us will have their future opportunities for the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony revoked, and all trade relations with the Ghost Race will be severed.

Furthermore, any sects and families that do not stand with our Ghost Race will be forbidden from engaging in commerce or even setting foot in the Southern Border henceforth!”

Guen swiftly issued his inaugural command.

Following Guen’s pronouncement, East Sea remained silent, observing the unfolding events as if watching a play.

However, many among the kneeling Ghost Race populace raised their heads, exchanging bewildered glances.

One of the Ghost Race higher-ups could not suppress his curiosity and inquired, “Is such an order not rather precipitous for our new clan leader?”

“Hmm? What precisely is precipitous about it?” Guen inquired, casting a languid glance at the speaker.

“...For years, our Ghost Race has maintained a policy of appeasement towards the major sects and families. Our former clan leader, Luo Xiuqing, also primarily focused on fostering goodwill with these factions. The Demon Race, too, engages in trade and maintains relationships with them. If we cannot sway them with benefits and resorts solely to coercion, I fear we may inadvertently push them towards the opposing side.”

Guen did not display anger, patiently awaiting the other’s complete statement before calmly posing a counter-question, “Oh, a policy of appeasement? For decades? The City of No Return originally belonged to us; through appeasement, half of it has fallen under the Demon Race’s influence. Since persuasion through benefits has proven ineffective, let us compel them to choose their sides.”

At this juncture, Guen directed his gaze towards the Ghost Race elder who had spoken, “Who are you, and from which tribe do you hail?”

“I am the Cave Master of the Silver Snake Tribe…”

“Irrelevant,” Guen interjected with a dismissive wave of his hand. “You shall proceed to Ghost Cloud Cliff to undertake a period of reflection alongside Luo Xiuqing. Issue orders to appoint a new Cave Master for the Silver Snake Tribe!”

The complexion of the Silver Snake Tribe’s Cave Master shifted dramatically!

However, just as he was about to voice a defense, Guen’s cold voice cut through the air, “The nine clan elders of the Black Wood Tribe have already faced execution for defiance. Does the Silver Snake Tribe also wish to test our resolve?”

The Silver Snake Tribe’s Cave Master’s body trembled, acutely aware of East Sea’s chilling gaze fixed upon him!

His heart grew cold, his expression a mask of indecision, yet he ultimately lowered his head and stated in a subdued tone, “The Silver Snake Tribe shall abide by the order.”

Guen paid him no further attention and continued to issue his directives with unwavering authority:

“Commencing with the Black Wood Tribe, within one month, each of the eighteen tribes comprising the Ghost Race must dispatch thirty thousand soldiers and three hundred cultivators! Upon assembly, they are to gather at the base of Black Mountain within three months!

Failure to arrive on time or with insufficient numbers will be construed as rebellion against the Ghost Race, and such perpetrators shall be exterminated!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Guen proclaimed his second command.

This decree was even more stringent, causing a palpable shift in everyone’s expressions, with many openly gasping in shock.

Yet, no one dared to openly challenge or question the order; instead, hushed whispers circulated amongst them. Some regarded Guen with astonishment, while others cast uneasy glances around, seemingly searching for any sign of defiance or objection from their peers.

A cold smirk played on Guen’s lips as he spoke, “I am aware of your discontent, and I understand that some among you harbor reservations—for those who wish to oppose: I have only this to state: this matter is not open for discussion; it is an absolute command!

Since the Ancestor has vested me with divine authority, I act as their direct representative.”

To stand against me is to stand against the Ancestor! And those who dare to oppose the Ancestor... the entire Clan Elders Council of the Black Wood Tribe has already been annihilated!

Think hard before you utter a single word of dissent!"

An immediate hush fell over the crowd!

With a mocking glint in his eyes, Guen went on: "Oh? No one dares to speak?

What a shame!

I had genuinely hoped some fools, much like Luo Xiuqing, would step forward amongst you, providing me the chance to eliminate a few individuals and solidify my dominance.

You people tremble before East Sea due to his execution of the Black Wood Tribe's Clan Elders.

Truthfully, I crave a similar fear directed towards myself.

Come now, will no one grant me that opening?"

While speaking, his gaze swept coldly across the gathered masses.

Utter silence reigned!

Yet, not a trace of contentment appeared on Guen's countenance; rather, his eyes betrayed a profound sense of disillusionment.

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