But he’s no longer young, and his potential has been expended quite a bit. If he waits another one or two or three years, his mortal body will begin to decline. By then, even if he attains enlightennt and embarks on the path of cultivation, his potential will be very limited.
The Shepherd Master has only this one son, whom he loves deeply.
More importantly, the rules for inheritance in our Ghost Race’s White Elephant Tribe are special. If the Shepherd Master’s son fails in cultivation, or his cultivation potential is insufficient and his achievents limited, he won’t be able to inherit the position of Shepherd Master.
By then, the position of Shepherd Master would have to be given to a different family. Such a result is sothing the Shepherd Master absolutely does not want to see.
As the day of the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony draws near, he becos more and more anxious, fearing he might truly lose his sanity and take reckless risks."
Chen Yan looked at the Ghost Race person and blinked: "You, uh... You want to help us?"
"I’m not helping you; I’m doing this to protect my own tribe. His stubbornness will bring disaster to the tribe’s people. If the tribe leader learns of such vile acts in the future, or worse, if it incites the wrath of the Venerable ancestor, it might even implicate the tribe."
Chen Yan sighed: "I just hope he doesn’t lose his sanity.
I’m just very curious, how does he dare? Dare to defy the will of the Saint Venerable and do such things?"
The Ghost Race person bowed his head, speaking softly: "The Venerable ancestor... hasn’t appeared for decades and hasn’t bestowed even the slightest protection.
Decades is not short; it’s long enough for many to forget the authority of the Venerable.
Decades without the decrees of a Saint, decades without experiencing the majesty of a Saint, inevitably leads many to harbor so lax thoughts. They just feel the Saint is too distant, perhaps won’t intervene."
After saying this, the Ghost Race person abruptly stopped talking, realizing his slip, quickly putting away his expression, coldly said: "Tonight... after dark, after night falls, I’ll co to let you out. Then I’ll take you out, you must imdiately go far away, never to return, as long as he doesn’t send people to catch you, this matter... won’t count as a major mistake."
At this, the Ghost Race person gave the two a deep look, turned, and left.
After he left, Chen Yan watched his back shadow, lightly raised an eyebrow, turned around to sit down, picked up fruits and roast at, looking calm, and began to eat heartily.
Gu Tongbing also sat down, but his physical condition wasn’t very good, after eating a few bites lost his appetite, leaned back on the grass mat on the ground, closed his eyes to nourish the spirit.
Afterwards, Chen Yan didn’t say anything, just sat there in ditation, moving Primordial Qi.
Like this, the day-ti quickly passed.
After dark, at nightfall.
The voices in the tribe gradually died down, looking from a distance, in that village ford by wooden shelters, only so torches flickered, there was no more noise.
Chen Yan just sat quietly, suddenly his ears twitched, slowly opened his eyes.
The Ghost Race person had already lightly run over, quickly arrived at the cave entrance, glanced inside at Chen Yan and Gu Tongbing.
Gu Tongbing slowly sat up from the grass mat, looked at Chen Yan, then with complicated eyes looked at the Ghost Race person.
The Ghost Race person took a deep breath, lowered his voice: "I’ve sent away so people, now those patrolling at the valley entrance and in the forest are all my brothers.
I’ll take you away, you must not make a noise, move lightly, follow and leave now."
He called out, then turned and walked outside, after a few steps, found there was no sound behind him, couldn’t help but turn around, frowned, looked at Chen Yan and Gu Tongbing, found the two sitting quietly on the ground, showing no intention of getting up.
The Ghost Race person frowned, urged softly: "Why not go? Ti is little, with great difficulty I..."
Chen Yan suddenly smiled slightly, squinting, smiling at the Ghost Race person, leisurely said: "We’re not leaving. We’ll stay here and take our ti to think, perhaps tomorrow morning we’ll co to a decision, maybe be willing to sell a token to the Shepherd Master."
The Ghost Race person was stunned.
Beside him, Gu Tongbing also softly laughed: "Even if we can’t figure it out, maybe your Shepherd Master will figure it out after a night of consideration, turn back from the brink, not do such things, let us go."
The Ghost Race person’s body shook, gritted his teeth, his gaze gradually turned cold, staring at the two: "You... what do you an?"
Chen Yan deliberately sighed, looked at the Ghost Race person with a aningful gaze, gently laughed: "Our aning is actually very simple.
Mountain people, doing other things is fine, why would they think of scheming with us outsiders from the city?
You and that Shepherd Master, the two of you acting together to perform a play for us, this sche is made so crudely, do you really think it can fool us?"
Upon hearing this, the Ghost Race person’s face turned extrely unsightly.
Gu Tongbing also sighed: "One playing the good cop, one playing the bad cop, you intend to trick us into believing you, then at night take us outside, lead us to a place prepared by you where nobody would notice, kill us and seize our tokens.
Thinking that this way, nobody would know?"
The Ghost Race person’s face turned black, yet he still stubbornly replied: "You... falsely accusing good people! I..."
Chen Yan smiled: "I guess, yesterday the reason you didn’t rob us when we t outside the valley was because there were other tribe mbers around, too many eyes, helping Shepherd Master do such a thing wouldn’t earn favor with the tribe, fearing being exposed, seen by too many irrelevant people, so you fooled us into the tribe.
You then pretended to be righteous, couldn’t stand Shepherd Master’s tyranny, tried to gain our trust, deceive us.
Taking us to a secret place, where certainly there are your trusted n waiting, who could kill us and take the token, surely are your trusted n, able to keep their mouth shut, right?"
The Ghost Race person’s body trembled, gritted teeth, looking at Chen Yan, his gaze was suspicious and uncertain.
Chen Yan sighed: "Indeed, decades have been too long, long enough for many Ghost Race people to forget the majesty of the Saint Venerable, enough for too many petty sches to breed below."
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