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The Red Demon Tribe held a relatively good position in the eyes of the Black Magic Clan. If it weren't for the Red Demon Tribe's steadfastness along the shores of the Endless Sea, the Sea Tribe would have invaded the territory of the Black Magic Clan during their assaults.
Had the Red Demon Tribe not insisted on cultivating crops by the Endless Sea, acting as a subordinate force to the Black Magic Clan, the Black Magic Palace would not have received such ample supplies of food.
The status of the Red Demon Tribe within the Black Magic Clan was akin to a trench, serving as a fertile land abundant with fish and rice.
This environment fostered a sense of resentment among the people of the Red Demon Tribe towards the Black Magic Clan. They wondered, since they provided so much food, why did the Black Magic Clan never lend a hand during the Sea Tribe's attacks?
When the Dark Demon Clan Young Master arrived this time, many expressed outward respect for Wei Chen during the banquet, but inwardly they harbored deep resentment towards him.
This feeling was especially strong among the younger generation, who felt even more conflicted.
At this point, there was no way out; they could only sacrifice one person to accompany Wei Chen to his doom.
After analyzing Wei Chen's strength, everyone concluded that going to the Endless Sea was tantamount to seeking death—there was no doubt about it.
Who would willingly take on such a fate?
The younger members of the Red Demon Tribe, especially those who had gradually gained some power, began to retreat, fearing that Lin Song would call them out and they would meet their end without a burial place.
Dying in the Endless Sea meant truly having no place to rest.
Seeing his most valued juniors quietly retreating with their heads down, Lin Song felt frustrated.
"Alas, this generation has decent strength and cunning, but they lack a spirit of sacrifice. When faced with such matters, they all become terrified. Who would want to go?"
Lin Song pondered for a moment and said, "If you think like this, what if Wei Chen returns safely? Who will guide him? This time could be an opportunity to build a good relationship with him. In the future, we might even follow him to the Black Magic Palace and secure a position there. That would greatly benefit our Red Demon Tribe. I promise that whoever goes will be rewarded with the best armor from our clan upon their return."
Upon hearing this, the young people in power were eager to distance themselves, bowing their heads and retreating once more.
Sword Mountain, with so few people, how could they possibly survive a trip to the Endless Sea?
They all knew that Lin Song's promise was nothing but an empty check; if they died in the Endless Sea, they would gain nothing.
No one was foolish; everyone understood the need to weigh the pros and cons. Just thinking about it with their toes made it clear that this was a highly unreliable venture. Going meant seeking death, and such behavior was truly foolish. It was better to stay within the Red Demon Tribe and, in the end, if one became the chief, all the best resources of the tribe would belong to them!
Why take such risks?
Moreover, being a guide required some experience, but no one had ever been to the Endless Sea; no one had any experience...
Without experience, coupled with Wei Chen, Young Master's lack of strength, there was a one hundred percent chance of death in the Endless Sea.
Each person had a scale in their hearts, capable of weighing certain things.
After weighing their options, no one wanted to go. Seeking a position at Black Magic Palace would certainly be beneficial and could bring tremendous help to the Red Demon Tribe, but in reality, the chances of that happening were almost zero.
In the end, Lin Song's analysis was correct: the current generation of the Red Demon Tribe had no spirit of sacrifice; they were all a bunch of selfish fellows.
Lin Song smiled bitterly. If no one was willing to go, what could he do?
"Could it really come down to drawing lots?" Lin Song thought to himself, feeling extremely frustrated. He had hoped someone would step forward voluntarily; even if they died, they would be hailed as great contributors to the Red Demon Tribe and remembered for generations.
But his thoughts were far too naive...
Truth often leads to misunderstanding; Lin Song found himself speechless.
He looked around and said calmly, "Since no one wants to go, let's draw lots for fairness."
"Draw lots? How can we do that?"
"Yeah, leaving it to chance seems unfair to us, right?"
"But actually, drawing lots is the fairest way."
"You go then; you have some understanding of the Endless Sea, don't you?"
"Come on, why don't you go?"
"If I had a good understanding of the Endless Sea, I would go."
"Stop talking nonsense; it's easy to say when you're not the one going."
"Anyway, I'm not going. If the lot falls on me, I still won't go."
"Me too, I'm not going. I'd rather give up my status as heir than go to my death."
"Exactly, that's how I feel too. Staying in the Red Demon Tribe at least means there's no life-threatening danger."
"I'm the same; there's no way I'm going. The Patriarch can't possibly kill me."
"Unity is strength; if we all refuse to go, then that's that."
The younger generation of the Red Demon Tribe began to speak up. Although their voices were low, they managed to keep them just audible enough for Lin Song to hear.
They were all deceitful individuals, none of them were good-natured.
Lin Song trembled with anger. Was this a rebellion brewing?
"You bunch of bastards, shut up!"
With a furious shout from Lin Song, all the voices fell silent.
"Bastards, a group of selfish fellows! Anyone who spoke just now, get out! The identity of the heir to the Red Demon Tribe is hereby revoked!"
Lin Song was infuriated, thinking that it was necessary to show them some authority. These people were too arrogant; none of them possessed the qualities needed to be a leader.
While great achievers often overlook minor details, these individuals were fixated on every little thing.
As soon as Lin Song spoke, everyone was stunned into silence.
"What are you still doing? Get out!"
Lin Song shouted again, and those present hurriedly exited the grand hall, their status as heirs stripped away.
They were all Lin Song's grandchildren, and now they were doomed.
The remaining individuals sighed in relief, thankful that they had kept quiet; otherwise, they would have been in serious trouble.
Lin Song ordered preparations for a drawing of lots. There was no way around it; they had no choice but to proceed with the drawing.
At that moment, a strikingly beautiful girl with an air of indifference stepped forward.
She wore a pale yellow dress that flowed down to her shoulders, her face adorned with a cold expression.
A wave of astonished gazes fell upon her.
Revered as the most talented young woman within the Red Demon Tribe, she was the princess of the entire tribe and even held a certain level of fame among the Three Great Clans: the Black Magic Clan, the Dark Demon Clan, and the Dragon Clan. How could she have taken the initiative to step out?
During the last talent conference, she had represented the Red Demon Tribe and achieved the best ranking outside of the Three Great Clans!
Seeing the girl, Lin Song exclaimed angrily, "Luluo, what are you doing here? This matter has nothing to do with you; you should just listen from the sidelines."
The woman, named Lynn Luyao, was not only stunningly beautiful but also possessed an exceptional demeanor. She was a treasure of the Red Demon Tribe.
As she stepped forward, Lin Song felt a sense of foreboding wash over him. Could it be that she wanted to be the guide?
No way!
Even if all those selfish heirs were to perish, Lin Song did not want to see anything happen to Lynn Luyao.
Those self-serving fellows could be replaced, but there was only one Lynn Luyao.
In the Red Demon Tribe, true talent had not emerged for many years.
Without a doubt, Lynn Luyao was currently the brightest talent in the Red Demon Tribe.
It was a pity that she was a woman; otherwise, the position of future leader of the Red Demon Tribe would undoubtedly belong to her—something others wouldn’t even dare to dream about.
At just seventeen years old, she had already reached the Thirteenth Level of martial arts. More importantly, Lynn Luyao had trained for a very short time; she only began her cultivation at fifteen and had even advanced to the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Realm.
In just two years, Lynn Luyao had transformed from a novice into a formidable warrior, crossing thirteen levels in succession.
Her talent was not inferior to that of the Young Talents from the Three Great Clans; in fact, she was far stronger than many of them. When considering the Young Talents from the Three Great Clans, which one could compare to Lynn Luyao?
Recently, Wei Chen had emerged as a notable figure; although he was young, he was stronger than Lynn Luyao. The others could not hold a candle to her.
Lynn Luyao was the treasure of the Red Demon Tribe, a princess, and Lin Song would never allow her to throw her life away.
“Luluo, listen to me. Those matters are for men. As a young lady, you should focus on your cultivation and not worry about making appearances,” Lin Song said calmly.
In the Red Demon Tribe, Lynn Luyao's status was actually higher than that of many elders. Few could command such respect at her age. Even though she was a woman and could not inherit the leadership of the Red Demon Tribe, her achievements were remarkable.
Lin Song had even considered marrying Lynn Luyao into the Dark Magic Royal Family. After Wei Chen's rise to fame, he had been contemplating this matter. He initially intended to introduce Lynn Luyao to Wei Chen to see if he would take an interest in her. However, upon learning that Wei Chen was heading into danger, he abandoned that idea.
In the demon realm, someone of Wei Chen's status would never marry an ordinary woman; one needed talent and beauty, as well as a good lineage and standing. Compared to the prominent families within the Black Magic Clan, the Red Demon Tribe still appeared significantly weaker. Thus, the hope of Lynn Luyao marrying Wei Chen was slim; the disparity in their social standings was evident.
Even though Lynn Luyao was exceptional, Lin Song did not dare to hold onto hopes of her marrying into the Dark Magic Royal Family.
That was merely a wishful thinking.
As a more realistic alternative, marrying one of the sons or grandsons from the prominent generals within the Black Magic Clan would already be quite good.
By aligning with the Black Magic Clan, perhaps the status of the Red Demon Tribe could improve somewhat.
This is the fate of Lynn Luyao, and she has long been aware of it. The harsh reality is that without status or identity, even marrying into a powerful family is a difficult task.
Here, marriage refers to a true union, a legitimate one, rather than being a concubine with no standing.
Lynn Luyao looked at Lin Song, first slightly bending her waist and showing proper respect before saying, "Grandfather, I am willing to go to the Endless Sea and serve as Wei Chen, Young Master's guide."
"Nonsense! No way!" Lin Song firmly rejected her. Lynn Luyao was his granddaughter several generations removed, but regardless of how many generations had passed, all his descendants referred to him as grandfather.
Lynn Luyao calmly replied, "Grandfather, since my brothers do not wish to go, I will take their place. I want to see the Endless Sea; it will not only relieve our Red Demon Tribe of future worries but also fulfill my long-held wish."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of those present became somewhat strange.
They all knew what Lynn Luyao's long-held wish was.
Since she began cultivating at the age of fifteen, she had made remarkable progress in just two years. Only the higher-ups of the Red Demon Tribe were aware of this; the rest of the demon realm remained oblivious. Otherwise, such astonishing speed would attract attention. A talent that stands out is often met with envy and potential danger. Officially, it was claimed that Lynn Luyao had been cultivating for over ten years since she started.
Lynn Luyao harbored a great secret within her, one that was connected to the Endless Sea!
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