Chapter 611: Chapter Six Hundred and Seven: The Deadly Poison

“Chief Mi is really too kind, not only has he thrown a banquet, but also prepared generous gifts. However, I don’t accept rewards for doing nothing! I have drunk too much tonight and can’t hold my liquor any longer, so I’m going to take my leave.” The clan leader of the Pan Clan, Pan Yang, who was dim-eyed with drunkenness, patted the jade box that was bumped into by a dancer and flattered Mi Jin, who was sitting in the top seat.

Although they verbally claimed it to be extravagant, none of the clan chiefs opened the jade box to look at it, or even wanted to accept the gift. Instead, they all wanted to excuse themselves under the pretext of being drunk.

No one who can lead a clan is mediocre, they could not be clearer about Mi Jin’s thoughts behind throwing this banquet.

However, the wars of these days have made all the clans extremely weary. The resilience of the Tang Clan’s Martial Ancestors was fully demonstrated in this battle. Just to hold onto a small stronghold, the Tang Clan’s Martial Ancestors could fight until they were seriously injured and exhausted. Every single clan warrior on the North Mountain was risking their lives, with numerous evolution squads charging fearlessly towards the warriors of the Fierce Realm.

Frankly speaking, they were scared. As the battle dragged on, the casualties of each clan increased. They originally thought that the strength of the Mi Clan and the Tang Clan should be matched and the power should be equal. With the combined forces of their seven clans, the battle should have been overwhelmingly one-sided, it was not impossible to break through the Tang Clan’s defense line and occupy North Mountain in an instance.

However, from how this battle is going so far, they could see that the Martial Ancestors of the Tang Clan surpass those of the Mi Clan in attacking, defending, and physical strength, let alone compared to the respected clan Martial Ancestors, the difference is even greater.

Every single ordinary Martial Ancestor of the Tang Clan could fight back and forth with the elites of each clan. Moreover, the spiritual power of the Tang Clan’s warriors seemed to be incredibly robust, they were highly skilled in long battles, which was far different from their previous image of being fierce but not good at enduring battles.

Faced with such warriors from the Tang Clan, all the clan chiefs found them difficult to deal with. Therefore after receiving Mi Jin’s mobilization order, it was not that they couldn’t deploy a few Martial Ancestors, but they felt that even with this combined force, they still wouldn’t be able to do anything to the Tang Clan. After all, they don’t have any deep grievances with the Tang Clan, why bother with a fight to death?

Although they didn’t know what was in the Jade Box, compared to their desire for a ceasefire, it was insignificant.

Full of drunkenness, Mi Jin, upon hearing Pan Yang’s leave, lazily raised his wine cup and said, “Chief Pan, don’t be in such a hurry to leave. Aren’t you curious why I insist on attacking the Tang Clan at this time? The Jade Box contains the causes and effects. Let it be a little after-dinner story for you all.”

Mi Jin’s frankness was beyond everyone’s expectations, but it hit everyone’s curiosity. In their opinion, even if they finally defeated the Tang Clan, the Mi Clan would not fare well. Fighting for hatred was something only young hotheads would do.

Although the Tang and Mi clans have been known as a thousand-year competition, haven’t there been times when they cooperated? At the beginning, when the Xiao family was powerful and both clans were declining, didn’t the Tang and Mi clans support each other to get through that most difficult time? Even the first Wancheng Treasure Ship built afterward was jointly funded by the two clans.

But the overall situation of the world, after a long period of separation, must unite, and after a long period of unity, must separate. The honeymoon period between the Tang and Mi clans was very short. With the expansion of the two clans’ forces, ambition made it impossible for them to be as frank with each other as they were.

They ruled by dividing the river, the disputes were endless. The whole western part of Longzhou was their battlefield and stage, but the leaders of the Tang and Mi clans had always maintained a great deal of calmness and restraint. Such large-scale conflicts were rare in the past thousand years, yet they broke out several times within just half a year.

The clan chiefs were very curious about what made the Mi Clan determined to attack the Tang Clan at this time.

Pan Yang, who was the first to excuse himself, sat back down. The drunkenness on his face completely faded away. He opened the jade box and found a small booklet and a piece of white gauze.

The gauze was densely covered in small characters, the handwriting clear and neat. It was obvious that it had just been written. As Pan Yang took a close look, he shivered all over without reading two lines, murmuring to himself, “No wonder, no wonder the Martial Ancestor of the Tang Clan seems to have been reborn. So that’s how it is, that’s how it is!!”

The small piece of gauze contained the analysis by Mi Clan’s special Wind Media Department Head Yun Piaopiao of the Tang Clan’s bizarre behavior over the past six months, as well as the evidence that the Tang Clan had obtained the treasure trove of the Minor Spiritual Realm.

The other small booklet contained the specifications of the treasure troves set up by the sect a thousand years ago. But the bottom-line items stored by a third-class sect filled a whole booklet. What grade the Minor Spiritual Realm treasury that the Tang Clan obtained was still a mystery.

The clan chiefs who had seen the contents of the jade box were now sober, but their faces were extremely pale.

If they had known earlier that the Tang Clan had obtained such a Minor Spiritual Realm treasure, even if the benefits promised by Mi Jin were greater, they would not have rashly chosen sides. Now that the allied forces have already charged into the Tang Clan’s territory, even if they wanted to beg for mercy now, the Tang Clan wouldn’t let them off.

With such a large amount of resources, as time goes by the Tang Clan will become stronger and stronger. In less than twenty years, who else in the western part of Longzhou could withstand the Tang Clan’s army?

“Now you all understand why the Mi Clan has to strike at this time.” Mi Jin raised his glass again, laughing lightly, “If it wasn’t for this, I would hope that this peace could continue.”

“But Chief Mi, aren’t you dragging our seven clans into this? If we don’t win this battle, have you thought about what would happen in twenty years!?” Pan Yang’s face darkened. Initially, they were threatened by Lord Sheng to join the South Ridge Beast Valley because they had evidence of the Four Clan’s plans to walk around the Xu Clan’s sacred land. They thought that joining the Mi Clan would be fine since they were all in the same boat, but they didn’t expect they were boarding a sinking ship. The potential of the Tang Clan on the other side is several times stronger than the Mi Clan’s.

“It’s precisely because I’m thinking about twenty years from now, that we must cripple the Tang Clan now!” Mi Jin put down his wine glass coldly.

“What gives you the right?” Bai Ji, the clan chief of the Bai Clan, scoffed, “Although the allied forces currently have a slight advantage on the frontal battlefield, it’s still far from landing on both sides of North Mountain, not to mention overtaking the clan?”

“Because our Mi Clan elder has researched a deadly poison specifically for Heavenly Pathway Technique, the Martial Ancestor of the Tang Clan would die upon contact.” Mi Jin stood up and called towards the outskirts, “Bring out those corpses!”

Even before his words fell, three coffins made of tung tree wood were brought in by Luan birds ridden by immortal bird guardians and placed in the center of the dance floor, adding a somber mood to the magnificent Pan Yun Platform.

The knights moved their beast seals and the claws of three green Luan birds opened the coffins. A stench rose, even in this cold winter air, it couldn’t stop its spread.

The coffins contained the decomposing and broken bodies of three Tang Clan Martial Ancestors. Their bodies were covered with rotten sores and large holes, but there were no signs of external injuries.

The few clan chiefs recognized a few of the people from the twisted features of the three corpses. They were all part of the group that escorted Tang Luo to the duel, and they hadn’t been seen since. They didn’t expect that they had already been killed by the Mi Clan, and the Tang Clan couldn’t even recover their bodies.