The Unparalleled Sword Emperor Chapter 3117 - 3092: An Indifferent Decision

Shangguan Cun’s words grew sharper, confronting Mo Wenshen.

The majestic Sword Intention from Mo Wenshen emanated, his fists clenched, glaring angrily at Shangguan Cun.

Lin Bai heard Shangguan Cun’s words, and his expression was greatly astonished, saying in surprise, "Could the Ancestral Temple of the Southern Continent know what really happened twenty years ago? It seems Shangguan Cun is very clear about Mo Wenshen’s actions."

Shangguan Cun looked at the ashamed and angry Mo Wenshen and chuckled, "What? Want to take action? Try it. I’m not boasting; as long as I’m in Nanzhou, no one on this Barbaric Ancient Continent can kill me!"

"Before I came to the Poison God Clan, I went to the Ancient Stele to make a calculation; there is no threat to my life this time."

Mo Wenshen glared at Shangguan Cun, filled with murderous intent, and if not for being in Nanzhou at the moment, Mo Wenshen might have killed Shangguan Cun with a sword.

Yu Ru said softly, "Seventeenth Prince, the Ancestral Temple of the Southern Continent is reputed as the origin of Nanzhou Martial Art. Even our Poison God Clan dare not treat it lightly, so if the Seventeenth Prince doesn’t want to become an enemy of the entire Nanzhou Martial Artists, I advise the Seventeenth Prince not to be angry now."

The Seventeenth Prince smiled slightly, patted Mo Wenshen’s shoulder.

Mo Wenshen then sat down.

The Seventeenth Prince looked at Shangguan Cun, smiling, "Brother Shangguan is truly straightforward; I like it very much. Being in the Central Holy Nation for so long, it’s rare to see such an extraordinary person like Brother Shangguan."

Shangguan Cun chuckled lightly, "What miraculous person? I’m not extraordinary, but I’ve seen two remarkable people, truly monsters rarely seen Under Heaven."

The Seventeenth Prince laughed, stood up, looked at all the warriors, clasped his hands, and said with a smile, "I thank the warriors of the Nanzhou Continent for coming from afar to attend my banquet. Since that’s the case, I don’t wish to utter empty words."

"Lately, my father has been secluded for cultivation, commanding me to consolidate the Nanzhou Martial Artists to prevent some low-ranking people from stirring up trouble."

"Are you willing to follow me and guard the peace of Nanzhou?"

The Seventeenth Prince asked with a smile.

Xu Li chuckled, "It’s begun."

Lin Bai smiled silently. Although the Seventeenth Prince’s words were extremely euphemistic, he could discern many secrets.

In just a few words, he explained the purpose of his visit to Nanzhou.

There were several very important points in the Seventeenth Prince’s words.

The first point: Father secluded for cultivation, which means the old emperor of the Central Holy Nation has begun seclusion, unable to handle affairs, thus a prince must come to power at this time.

The implication is that the old emperor’s lifespan is nearing its end, needing seclusion for a breakthrough. If breakthrough fails, dead end awaits him.

Even if he succeeds, it’s estimated that this old emperor won’t stay on Barbaric Ancient Continent.

So, no matter what, a prince is needed to step up and preside over the grand scheme.

The second point: Father commanded me to consolidate the Nanzhou Martial Artists; this is simple, making the Nanzhou Martial Artists obedient to the Seventeenth Prince in the name of Central Holy Nation.

Third point, to prevent someone from stirring up trouble, is implying the Crown Prince; naturally, the Seventeenth Prince does not wish to see the Crown Prince control the situation in Nanzhou.

Fourth point, follow me, guard the peace of Nanzhou; this is obviously a warning to the Nanzhou Martial Artists, submit to me and live, don’t submit and die!

Within these few words, countless killing intent is embedded.

Of course, all the Cauldron Questioning Realm Warriors here, being seasoned Old Monsters, naturally understand the Seventeenth Prince’s words.

Lin Bai chuckled lightly, "I wonder how these Nanzhou Cauldron Questioning Realm Strong Ones will choose?"

Xu Li said, "Rest assured, though the Cauldron Questioning Realm Warriors have high cultivation, they fear death. They’ve come here just to leverage the Poison God Clan’s influence to board the Seventeenth Prince’s ship."

"If the Poison God Clan doesn’t speak, these Cauldron Questioning Realm Warriors dare not risk their life and future on the Seventeenth Prince."

"After all, if the Seventeenth Prince fails, they will face catastrophe."

Indeed, just as Xu Li said.

Upon hearing the Seventeenth Prince’s words, all the Cauldron Questioning Realm Warriors fell silent, except a few who pledged loyalty to the Seventeenth Prince on the spot.

But nearly half of the warriors present remained silent.

At this point, Suyong Fei from the Sword Pavilion Clan clasped his hands and said, "The Seventeenth Prince cares for the warriors Under Heaven; we are very gratified. But with the Poison God Clan and the Ancestral Temple of the Southern Continent, guarding the place shouldn’t be a problem."

"I wonder what the Poison God Clan thinks of the Seventeenth Prince’s words?"

Suyong Fei directly asked the Poison God Clan about their stance.

Yan Long of the Emperor Tribe smiled slightly, looking at Yu Ru of the Poison God Clan.

Yu Ru forced a smile, raised his wine cup, and said softly with a smile to the Seventeenth Prince, "I indeed didn’t expect things to progress so quickly..."

The Seventeenth Prince said, "Senior Yu Ru, now all the warriors are waiting for your Poison God Clan’s stance, so today, should the Poison God Clan give us an attitude?"

All the warriors looked towards Yu Ru Patriarch of the Poison God Clan.

Lin Bai although he came today to find the Ninth Elder, currently was merely a spectator, relaxing his gaze on Yu Ru.

But at this moment, Lin Bai could clearly sense someone beside him was unusually nervous.

That was Xu Li.

Lin Bai looked at Xu Li, noticing his gaze fixed on Yu Ru, not even daring to blink.

His whole body was tense, extremely nervous.

Lin Bai peculiarly observed Xu Li, unable to understand why Xu Li was so tense.

"He seems not to be nervous about the Poison God Clan not accepting the Seventeenth Prince, he seems nervous about the Poison God Clan agreeing to the Seventeenth Prince..." Lin Bai thought of a question, glanced at Xu Li without asking.

Under the gaze of all the warriors, Yu Ru’s face was troubled; he looked at Shangguan Cun, asking, "What is the Ancestral Temple of the Southern Continent’s stance?"

Shangguan Cun put down his chicken leg and wine jug, looked seriously at Yu Ru, and said, "It’s indifferent."

Yu Ru was stunned, asked, "What do you mean indifferent?"

Shangguan Cun chuckled lightly, "My meaning is simple, no matter what decision the Poison God Clan makes today, it is indifferent."

"Today’s decision from the Poison God Clan means nothing to the Poison God Clan."

"To the Nanzhou Martial Artists, it’s even more indifferent."

"To the Ancestral Temple of the Southern Continent, it’s insignificant."

"So, please, Senior Yu Ru, directly state your Poison God Clan’s decision, because it doesn’t matter anymore."

Shangguan Cun chuckled lightly.

Yu Ru asked, "Why?"

Shangguan Cun chuckled lightly, "The impending calamity of Nanzhou is unavoidable for the warriors on Nanzhou now."

"Whether Nanzhou can survive this catastrophe is uncertain."

"So, whatever decision is made today, it doesn’t matter!"

Shangguan Cun laughed.