Clan Hall.
About a hundred or so Stone Statue Race martial artists arrived one after another.
The three people standing at the front were quite old, and their auras were quite strong. One could tell at a glance that they weren't weak.
They were the Three Dukes.
Grand Tutor, Grand Tutor, and Grand Guardian.
Their positions in the Stone Statue Race were second only to the Clan Leader.
If one were to talk about a coup, these three were undoubtedly the most dangerous.
Of course.
It was just a casual remark.
The Stone Statue Race had existed for so long, and there had never been any internal strife.
Although Jun Changxiao had a natural mocking face, it wasn't to the extent of triggering a precedent.
Standing behind the Three Dukes were the Nine Ministers. Although they also looked quite old, their auras were clearly inferior.
As for the group at the back, they had the aura of civil and military officials.
"Greetings, Clan Leader!"
Everyone knelt in unison.
"Rise."
The Stone Statue Clan Leader's expression was indifferent, fully displaying the absolute prestige of a clan leader. It was a stark contrast to her previous amiable appearance.
Jun Changxiao was arranged to sit alone beside her. He carefully sized up the Three Dukes at the front and was secretly surprised. 'From their auras, they aren't inferior to Master!'
If he became the Clan Leader and brought them to the Upper Realm, wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted?
"Good."
The System said, "He hasn't even ascended the throne, but he's already arrogant."
"Clan Leader."
The Grand Tutor was also sizing up Jun Changxiao, so he asked respectfully, "Who is this little friend?"
"My son."
The Stone Statue Clan Leader said, "Mobai."
After her son was born, she gave him the name 'Gongsun Mobai'.
"Sigh."
Jun Changxiao sighed inwardly.
It was undeniable that this surname sounded very cool.
However, Gongsun Mobai preferred the name 'Jun Changxiao'.
"We prefer Jun Gou Sheng," the System and the readers said in unison.
The Three Dukes, Nine Ministers, and civil and military officials didn't care about the name, but the words' my son '. Their expressions gradually changed, and they said in unison, "Young Clan Leader?"
Swoosh!
Jun Changxiao turned his face sideways, his palms slowly moving upwards from his temples.
That's right, I'm your handsome, elegant, and elegant Young Patriarch. Why aren't you kneeling down to me?!
Heavens!
Gou Sheng was about to ascend to the heavens!
"All of you."
The chief of the Stone Statue Tribe frowned and said, "Why aren't you saluting?"
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
In an instant, the civil and military officials all got down on one knee, performing the highest etiquette of the Stone Statue Race.
Any one of the Three Chancellors and Nine Ministers was stronger than Jun Changxiao. Therefore, when he saw them kneeling in front of him, he felt a little smug.
"Cough."
Gou Leftover moistened his throat and assumed a stance. "Get up."
This was truly a petty person intoxicated by success.
It was no wonder that a small group of extreme readers wanted to see him mercilessly exposed, skinned, and hung up.
"In three days."
Stone Statue Race's chief said, "My son will be the new chief, which one of you agrees? Who objects? "
"…"
The corner of Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched.
As expected of my mother … father, he's so domineering!
"This …"
The Three Chancellors looked at each other with conflicted expressions.
"What?"
Stone Statue Race's chief said, "Do you object?"
The Grand Tutor hurriedly said, "Chief, the Young Master was appointed as the Young Patriarch after he was born. There's nothing wrong with him inheriting the position of chief, but the necessary procedures are still …"
Stone Statue Race's chief said indifferently, "I said that my son will inherit the position of chief. This is the necessary procedure."
"How domineering!"
Jun Changxiao thought to himself.
However, he felt that something was wrong for her to be in such a hurry to hand over the position of chief to him. Could there be something wrong? Was there some hidden story that no one knew about?
"I agree!"
At this moment, Gongsun Hou, who was closest to the entrance of the hall, expressed his opinion.
He traveled in the upper world all year round and did not have any authority in the Stone Statue Race. However, he was a middle-level Truth Seeking Realm cultivator after all, so he had a little bit of weight.
"I agree too!"
With someone taking the lead, many officials expressed their opinions.
"Young Master."
Gongsun Hou sent a voice transmission. "How was my cooperation?"
"I'll give you a thumbs up."
Although Jun Changxiao was worried that something was wrong, since he was asked to be the chief of the race, he would definitely not refuse. After all, he could control the entire race. He could kill whoever he did not like. How free and easy!
For a moment, many civil and military officials expressed their support for the son of the chief to inherit the throne.
However …
The Three Ministers and Nine Ministers were still conflicted.
It was not that they were unhappy with Gou Sheng, but that their ancestors had left behind a rule that the successor of the chief had to undergo a test.
"Chief."
The Grand Tutor said, "The complicated procedure can be waived, but the rule of challenging the warriors can't be ignored."
The Grand Tutor, who had been silent all this time, said, "If the Young Master can't defeat ten warriors, how can he convince the masses and gain the approval of the race?"
Before every chief of the Stone Statue Race succeeded, they had to challenge the clansmen who had been evaluated as warriors. Only by defeating them could they legitimately lead the entire race.
What if they failed?
Then they would continue to cultivate until they won.
Rather than saying that this was a rule, it was better to say that it was a kind of spur, a spur to the incoming chief to work hard at all times, or they would just keep waiting.
"If that's the case …"
The Stone Statue Race's Patriarch's eyes were cold, "Are you going to object?"
"Plop!"
The Three Ministers knelt down and hurriedly said, "We are acting according to the rules of the ancestors, we are not selfish!"
"Humph."
The Stone Statue Race sneered, and said: "Using the rules of the ancestors to suppress me again, do you believe that I won't demote you right now and send you to the Earth Spirit Evil Valley?"
"Father."
Jun Changxiao said: "Since the race has rules, then let's do it according to the rules."
Even if the Stone Statue Race's Patriarch could arbitrarily pass the position to him, the Three Ministers and Nine Ministers would definitely not approve of it. Rather than that, it was better to let them see my strength.
Fight.
Who have I been afraid of?
Furthermore, the author's father created me, how can I not let him take the opportunity to write two chapters!
"My son."
The Stone Statue Race's Patriarch sent a sound transmission: "Are you sure you want to fight?"
"Shua!"
Jun Changxiao stood up, rubbed his shiny head, and said: "As the Young Patriarch of the Stone Statue Race, if I don't obtain the approval of the clansmen, what qualifications do I have to sit on the seat of the Patriarch?"
"Alright."
The Stone Statue Race's Patriarch said: "Then let's do it according to the rules of the ancestors!"
…
Outside the Clan Hall.
The Stone Statue Race's clansmen started to get busy, and in just one day, they set up the arena.
At the same time, the various cities posted imperial notices, calling for all clansmen with the title of 'Warrior' to head to the main city as soon as possible to participate in the Battle of the Saints two days later.
The so-called Battle of the Saints was a battle between the Young Patriarch and the Warriors. It would only be held when preparing to inherit the throne, and the purpose was to test the strength of the successor.
"The Young Patriarch is back?"
"He's back! I heard that he was found by Gongsun Hou! "
"Heavens, this is a big matter!"
…
Two days later.
In the spacious hall outside the Clan Hall, thousands of Stone Statue Race's clansmen gathered.
They came from various cities, and on their chests hung the 'Warrior' medal, representing the outstanding elites of the race.
"My son."
The Stone Statue Race's Patriarch brought Jun Changxiao out of the Clan Hall and sent a sound transmission: "I've already selected ten Warriors for you, and I've also specially instructed them." Then, he gave a 'you know what I mean' look.
"…"
The corner of Gou Sheng's mouth twitched slightly.
This father of mine knows how to play tricks!
"Phew!"
Jun Changxiao took a deep breath and jumped onto the arena. In front of all the Warriors and clansmen who came to watch the show, he said loudly: "In order to make you acknowledge me as the Young Patriarch, I won't fight ten Warriors today." After a pause, he said with a spirit that could swallow mountains and rivers: "I want to fight all of them!"
In the distance, Rose Of Flowers leaned against the railing, her face in her hands, looking at the back of Gou Sheng's head and his shining back. She smiled: "This is my man."
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