Chapter 326: Chapter 325: Falling Short with One Final Effort
Of course, Mo Dianwu was incredibly resentful. He could only admit that he had miscalculated this ti. He had never expected the Witch Clan to have the help of an Emperor-level Master like Ye Fan. If he hadn’t convinced Ah Zhu to secretly poison both Ye Fan and Black Fog, the outco of this battle would have been uncertain. The entire plan, however, had fallen apart at the last mont when Ah Zhu sacrificed herself to save Ye Fan, a fact that filled his heart with both pain and hatred. Of course, his biggest shock was the Wu Emperor’s reappearance after the Witch Clan tribes had vanished for a century. That had disrupted all his plans and even forced him to flee in disgrace.
Mo Dianwu’s anger flared at the thought. That old cur, the Wu Emperor, is still so powerful. It seems the plan to attack the Witch Clan must be halted.
"Sect Leader, even if we halt the plan to attack the Witch Clan, the young lady told us before she died that the little girl’s na is Yaoyao, and this Yaoyao is connected to the King of Heaven," one of his n said. "If we follow that clue, it shouldn’t be too difficult to find her!"
Mo Dianwu’s eyes lit up. Indeed, that wouldn’t be difficult at all. His attack on the Witch Clan was twofold. First, to annihilate them and let the Mo Sect’s poisons rule the world. Second, and more importantly, it was to find the Absolute Poisonous Gang. He wanted to cultivate the Absolute Poison Gang, then turn its wielder into a slave who would fight only for the Mo Sect. This was the plan the Mo Sect was most eager to enact upon its re-ergence.
"Exactly," he said. "That’s an excellent plan. Finding this little girl makes our Mo Sect’s plan feasible. Once the Absolute Poison Gang erges, what is the Witch Clan in comparison!"
"HAHAHA!"
"COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!"
Just as Mo Dianwu burst into a maniacal laugh, he felt his internal organs churn, and a trickle of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Sect Leader, are you all right?" several of his followers asked with concern.
Mo Dianwu wiped his mouth. "I’m fine. Even though I’m severely injured, I fear no one as long as I don’t encounter an Emperor-level Master."
"So, we can initiate the next phase of our plan now," he continued. "That brat was poisoned by
and won’t be returning to Jiangning anyti soon. Go and find information on that little girl. We’ll make our move as soon as you find her."
"Yes!" the remaining masters of the Mo Sect responded with a thunderous, excited roar. In their eyes, the Mo Sect had not lost yet.
anwhile, at the Witch Clan base, although the people of the various tribes had survived the calamity, no one was happy. The Wu Emperor was on the verge of death.
Once they lost the great pillar of support that was the Wu Emperor, the Witch Clan’s future was uncertain. For one, the successor had not yet matured. Secondly, besides the Wu Emperor, the Witch Clan had no other peak masters. In this era, even King-level masters couldn’t be considered true peak experts. Most importantly, far too many factions coveted what the Witch Clan possessed.
The Wu Emperor gathered all the chiefs.
He spoke, his voice weak, "I don’t think I’m going to make it. I can hold on for half a day at most."
"Half a day!"
All the chiefs of the Witch Clan were shaken. They hadn’t expected the end to co so quickly.
He continued, "Don’t be sad. Everyone eventually returns to dust, and even those at the Emperor Level are no exception, unless... well, it’s better left unsaid. It’s just a pity that I couldn’t do more for the Witch Clan before I die."
"No, Wu Emperor! You have done far too much for the Witch Clan," the South Witch Queen said through tears. "It’s a pity that we are incompetent. We can’t share your burden or even carry the great banner of the Witch Clan!"
He sighed. "You’ve already done well enough."
"Now that I’m about to die, the Witch Clan is still my greatest worry," he said. "So, today I will choose the next Wu Emperor. When the true successor cos into her power, everyone—including the newly appointed Wu Emperor and all of you—must obey her commands!"
"Yes!" they replied, tears streaming down their faces.
Then, the Wu Emperor turned his gaze to Ye Fan. "Young man, I hope you can beco the Wu Emperor of my Witch Clan."
Ye Fan was truly stunned. He never expected the Wu Emperor to make such a decision.
He replied, "No, I am not a mber of your Witch Clan. I will help protect your successor, but I cannot lead the Witch Clan."
"My enemies are too nurous," he explained. "The Mo Sect is rely the weakest among them."
He thought, Indeed, compared to the Divine Dragon, the Mo Sect is nothing. Becoming Wu Emperor would only bring harm to the Witch Clan and be a burden on .
The Wu Emperor said, "Young man, as long as you beco the Wu Emperor, my Witch Clan will advance and retreat with you. Although our clan is weakened, I will not bla you even if it leads to our destruction, and neither will the Witch Clan!"
"Young man, please, just agree to the Wu Emperor’s request!" several of the protectors pleaded, kneeling.
Black Fog remained silent, but Ye Fan spoke up. "Everyone, please stand up!"
"We won’t stand unless you agree!" a Witch Clan chief declared, their minds made up.
But Ye Fan said, "Although I will not beco the Wu Emperor, I will advance and retreat together with the Witch Clan. The clan’s affairs will be my affairs, and my affairs will be the clan’s. Is that acceptable?"
"This..." The chiefs were conflicted.
But the Wu Emperor nodded. "Then I am relieved." In essence, this was not so different from Ye Fan becoming the Wu Emperor.
The Wu Emperor spoke again. "East Witch!"
"Present!" the Dong Witch Queen imdiately replied with a bow.
The Wu Emperor declared, "From this day forward, you are the Wu Emperor!"
"Master! I fear I may not be up to the task!" the Dong Witch Queen said, looking troubled.
"Why?" the Wu Emperor asked her.
"Master, I have been reflecting on myself these past few days," she said. "My ruthless thods are what caused today’s tragedy! If I take the position of Wu Emperor, I will only bring harm to the Witch Clan!"
Recalling her own actions, the Dong Witch Queen was filled with guilt. In her heart, she felt she was truly unsuitable for the role, fearing she would only beco even more cruel and rciless.
But the Wu Emperor said, "You committed all those ruthless acts for what ultimate purpose?"
"To strengthen the Witch Clan! For the successor!" the Dong Witch Queen replied without hesitation.
"And what is the purpose of being the Wu Emperor now?" the Wu Emperor pressed.
"For..."
The Dong Witch Queen couldn’t bring herself to say the words. Everyone had ambitions, and she was no exception.
The Wu Emperor said, "Your intentions are pure, and you are capable, but sotis, forgiveness is more important. You are suitable to beco the Wu Emperor."
"I..." The Dong Witch Queen wept, old tears streaming down her weathered face.
She wiped them away and said with grim determination, "I am willing to lead the Witch Clan temporarily on behalf of the successor. When the successor cos into her power, I will hand the Witch Clan over to her. If I break this vow, may thunder strike
down, and may I die a terrible death!" She had made such a solemn oath.
The Wu Emperor was very pleased. He then asked the other chiefs, "Do you have any objections?"
"None!" the chiefs imdiately nodded in agreent.
"Good. Very good. I can rest easy now."
Instantly, the Wu Emperor closed his eyes.
"Master!"
"Master!"
The chiefs cried out in grief. They never expected the Wu Emperor to pass so suddenly. The formidable leader of his generation, a great figure of the Witch Clan, had ultimately fallen.
The death of the Wu Emperor plunged the entire Witch Clan into sorrow.
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