Chapter 327 [Killing Celestial Human Realm Beings Like Chickens!]
"Mu Ya, you’ve gone senile, so are you blind too?" East Sea smirked, coldly laughing: "I’ve killed them all."
"You!!"
Mu Ya’s body trembled, suddenly retreating two steps, pointing at East Sea angrily: "You have got a lot of nerve! You, you dared to slaughter the licensed people participating in the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony! That violates the major taboo of the Ghost Race!
Even though you are a sword servant under the Ancestor’s command, committing such a serious cri, it still must be, it must be..."
East Sea simply laughed heartily, stepped forward two steps, paying no attention to the Ghost Race nobles who had entered and surrounded him secretly, only focusing on Mu Ya, smiling: "What must be done then? To kill to make ands?"
"East Sea Sword Servant!"
Mu Ya said nothing, and it was the white-haired Ghost Race elder who ca in with Mu Ya who spoke.
This elder looked stately, tall and not like the commonly black-skinned, short, and thin body of the Ghost Race People; instead, he appeared tall and straight, with fair skin, looking old with white hair, yet he had an air of youth, with rosy skin.
This person, despite wearing the attire of the Ghost Race, seed less like soone from the Ghost Race, rather bearing the deanor of a noble from the sects and families.
Once this elder spoke, Mu Ya imdiately shut his mouth, even moved slightly to stand beside the white-haired elder.
The white-haired elder sighed deeply, saying sternly: "East Sea Sword Servant, do not engage in trivial argunts with Elder Mu Ya. Having orchestrated such a grand event, today’s occasion must be given a proper account! Otherwise, it will end badly."
East Sea sneered: "A proper account?"
"It certainly needs to be given." The white-haired elder said coldly: "Here is our Ghost Race’s Black Wood Tribe, and it’s beneath the Holy Mountain. It’s a place for receiving participants from various Domains of the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony!
In full view, you killed twenty participants of the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony, how will the Domains, sects, families, and countless loose cultivators view our Ghost Race?
It will be spread that our Ghost Race massacred guests on arrival?!
Even though you are under the Ancestor’s command, committing such a sin, you must be held accountable! Even the Ancestor will not cover for such mad deeds!"
East Sea softly chuckled: "I acted upon the Ancestor’s command, do you dare judge guilty?"
The white-haired elder froze, raised an eyebrow, yet coldly laughed: "I do not believe it! Although you serve the Ancestor, the Ancestor would never command such absurd tasks! Randomly killing licensed participants of the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony in the heart of our Black Wood Tribe!
Also in such reckless slaughter, killing without query, without na, without explanation!
So you refuse to acknowledge that I acted on the Ancestor’s orders?"
"The Ancestor would never order such acts. The Heaven-Crashing Ceremony is the most important cultivation ritual for our Ghost Race! It concerns the long-term cooperation between us and various Domains, sects, and families!
This was determined by the Ancestor himself years ago, how can you spread unevidenced orders?"
East Sea sighed.
The white-haired elder imdiately perked up: "Are you willing to admit guilt?"
East Sea smiled, not answering, instead shaking his head: "I just rembered another matter."
The white-haired elder frowned: "East Sea Sword Servant, stop diverting and speak directly, you..."
"Years ago, before my Realm Breakthrough, I was favored by the Ancestor, and served under him as a sword servant. I was once ordered by a Saint to deliver an edict to a tribe." East Sea said leisurely: "That ti, I went to their door, gathered the tribe’s elders, and then publicly stabbed the tribe’s Cave Master to death with a single sword!
Do you know what the tribe’s elders’ response was after I stabbed that Cave Master?"
The white-haired elder’s body trembled.
East Sea sneered: "Their response was to imdiately kneel, pray to the Ancestor, and plead for forgiveness!
The reasoning was simple; I was sent by the Ancestor-Saint, whatever I did represented the Ancestor’s intent.
They did not tell about any rules, any charges, any public kill without explanation...
In their understanding, I was sent by the Ancestor, and if I killed, it was because the Ancestor wanted to kill!
If the Ancestor wanted to kill, there must be a reason!
Thus, none dared to question , none dared to publicly challenge on why I acted as such..."
Here, East Sea paused deliberately, eyes fixed on the white-haired elder: "Because! They! Loyal to the Ancestor, absolutely!"
The white-haired elder’s eyes flinched, instinctively sowhat evasive.
East Sea chuckled coldly twice, slowly saying: "Yet you, your Black Wood Tribe..."
East Sea continued, eyes sweeping over the present nobles of the Black Wood Tribe, sneering: "It seems all the elders of the Black Wood Tribe are here.
I was sent by the Ancestor, publicly ordered to kill, for loyal ones, it should be assud as the Ancestor’s wish.
Yet you, you dare to question , dare to refute , dare to say I killed without reason, and even dare to charge ?
So, it seems the Black Wood Tribe is disloyal to the Ancestor?"
As these words were spoken, several elders trembled, panicking as they exchanged glances.
The white-haired elder took a deep breath, shouting: "Do not speak nonsense!! When has the Black Wood Tribe been disloyal to the Ancestor!
It was your improper command initially, breaking protocol, massacring innocents!
You say you acted on orders, do you have evidence? East Sea, can you produce the Ancestor’s edict!"
East Sea laughed heartily, shouting clearly: "I, Sword Servant East Sea under the Saint, on orders inspecting the Ghost Race eighteen tribes, anything under the eighteen tribes of disorderly conduct, may all be handled, granted by the Ancestor not to question the ans, acting at my discretion!"
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