Although the Bull Clan was one of the clans under the Jiang Clan, they had always been neither strong nor weak. They weren't particularly outstanding either.
However, since a few decades ago, as the previous generation of Bull Clan experts obtained great opportunities, the entire Bull Clan began to exert their strength and gradually merged with the surrounding clans.
Chunyu Clan's rejection of the Bull Clan's marriage proposal was suicidal.
Moreover, the Bull Clan was determined to obtain Chunyu Clan's legendary token.
The Bull Clan experts present all understood that this young clan leader, who was trusted by the Bull Clan, only cared about Chunyu Xianxian's token.
He didn't really care about this princess consort.
"If Chunyu Xianxian really ends up in the hands of others, you must act according to circumstances!"
Speaking of acting according to circumstances, the young man on the throne revealed a gloomy expression.
"Yes, clan leader!"
In front of the village, several experts stood up.
The aura of immemorial rank experts filled the hall.
Then, several experts walked out of the hall and began to mobilize the troops.
In the hall, the young man pondered for a moment, then walked out of the hall and arrived at the shrine behind the Bull Clan's mountain.
In the shrine of the Bull Clan, there were three or four enormous stone statues enshrined side by side in the center.
In ordinary clans, there was the saying of enshrining ancestors, but the statues of the deceased ancestors weren't enshrined in the center, but in the side hall of the shrine.
Only the first expert of the clan who obtained the clan's title would be enshrined in the center and revered by the countless descendants of the clan.
At this moment, in the shrine of the Bull Clan, there were three other experts enshrined in the center besides the first generation Bull Clan.
The statues of these three experts exuded a peculiar aura. It was obvious that they were different from the Jiang Clan. They seemed to have a foreign style.
They either had scales, horns, or feathers.
There were all kinds of strange powers in the clan, but in the Jiang Clan, awakened clan powers rarely caused the experts to mutate, such as growing scales, feathers, horns, tails, claws, and so on.
Not only the Jiang Clan, but even among the Ji Clan and other clans, there were very few people who possessed the awakening power of the mutated clan.
However, the neighboring clans of the Jiang Clan were rich in such mutated clan experts.
He took three incense sticks from the side and inserted them into the small cauldron on the table.
In an instant, an invisible aura appeared above one of the statues. The statue seemed to have a divine charm, and the young man clearly felt a gaze fall on him.
A surge of pressure surged over, and the young man felt as if the air in the void seemed to have frozen.
However, the young man's expression remained the same.
"Milord!"
"Didn't I tell you not to summon us for no reason?" A slightly hoarse and cold voice came from the statue, with a hint of anger.
The owner of the divine statue was somewhat annoyed. His identity was special, and if the powerful warriors of the Jiang Clan were to discover his whereabouts, the situation would not be good.
Even in the face of the statue's wrath, the young man's expression remained cold.
"Sir, the matter of the Chun Yu Tribe has become complicated. I'm afraid I need you to mobilize the spies in the Lu Tribe to help me!"
"Complicating matters?"
The atmosphere in the ancestral hall became tense, and the owner of the statue changed his expression.
Many spies were needed to infiltrate the Jiang Clan, and the token of the Chun Yu Tribe was a key thing.
If the War God of the Chi Clan wanted to swallow the Jiang Clan and replace it, he needed many spies to control the situation. At the same time, this was also a key step to nibble away at the Jiang Clan.
The owner of the statue thought highly of the aptitude of the young man in front of him. If he could get the token of the Chun Yu Tribe, it was completely possible for him to enter the Heaven Divine Palace in a few years.
He could even enter the Zhangshui Divine Palace.
If he could enter the Zhangshui Divine Palace, the importance of this spy was self-evident.
There were also many clans in the Chi Clan. The owner of the statue needed some merits as a way to get out so that it would be convenient for him to divide the spoils in the future.
"Well, I already know about this matter. You just need to continue to hunt him down. If he enters the territory of the Lu Tribe, I have my own methods!"
As the welcome ended, the owner of the statue paused for a moment. "However, there is a difference between me catching Chunyu Xianxian and you catching her yourself. You have to take care of yourself!"
After that, a light flashed, and the ancestral hall became silent.
The young man stood where he was and slowly raised his head, with some coldness between his eyebrows.
"There is a difference!" He murmured. "It seems that I have to do it myself!"
After pondering for a while, he simply went out of the ancestral hall, and personally led his ancestors to go straight along the snowfield, in the direction of the Lu Tribe.
…
In the Nanzhang Mansion, in a magnificent mansion, above a secret chamber, a middle-aged man in a golden robe opened his eyes, with a trace of gloominess flashing in his eyes.
"What a waste. I have to do it myself even for such a small matter. That Niu Mo dares to call himself the most powerful patriarch of the Gong Niu Tribe!"
With his hands behind his back, he paced back and forth in the secret chamber, his face flashed with anger.
Recently, the entire Fire Emperor Palace had been tracking something. Some of the spies of the Chi Clan had been exposed and attracted the attention of the Fire Emperor Palace.
At this time, if he acted rashly, he was afraid that there would be a lot of risks. If the Fire Emperor Palace found some clues, it would be difficult to escape.
The middle-aged man looked a little hesitant. Should he take the risk?
But this hesitation only turned around in his mind, and the middle-aged man made up his mind.
With a flash in his hand, a white color appeared.
It was a conch.
Homophonic Conch, this was a very popular object among the experts.
This kind of conch had a magical effect. It could use sound as a medium to transmit words and images.
There were quite a few of these kinds of communication artifacts.
Now, many experts of the big clans were racking their brains to study the principle of this strange object. It was said that many objects that could monitor this kind of strange object had been born one after another.
But the middle-aged man also had some research on this kind of conch. He could use some special methods, such as secret codes, to avoid this kind of conventional monitoring.
…
On the snowfield, a group of people was speeding up in the direction of the Lu Tribe. Chunyu Xianxian had already woken up halfway.
However, she didn't know whether it was Qin Feng's intention or not, but she didn't have any strength in her body, and could only be carried by Zi Ya.
On the snowfield, the cold wind was blowing, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or because of shyness. Chunyu Xianxian lay on Zi Ya's shoulder, her white and delicate facial features were a little blushed. The girl in green beside her had a frosty face.
In front of them, one was higher than the other. Qin Feng felt the subtle difference between the three young men and women, and there was a strange look in his eyes.
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