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He didn't even glance at Zhu Teng, lost in thought for a moment. When he raised his head again, he assessed the disparity between the enemy and himself, his gaze darkening slightly. He looked hopefully towards the other dragon clans, but they all avoided his eyes.
The Elder Chief's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Seeing the situation, it was clear that today would not end well. He lowered his head and contemplated for a while, determination flickering in his eyes.
Taking a few steps forward, the Elder Chief waved his hand behind the New Clan Leader and spoke with a resonant voice. "Because my son has committed a grave mistake, our clan has imposed punishment. Not only have I been stripped of my position as clan leader, but my lineage has also been expelled from the Black Dragon Clan."
"My son's mistakes are borne by my lineage alone and have nothing to do with the others in the clan. This rebellious child has acted recklessly; I have no face to plead for leniency. As his father, I bear the guilt of improper upbringing and am willing to share in his punishment."
"As for my wives and children, they are under my influence. Even if they detest what my son has done, they dare not obstruct him. Thus, they bear no guilt."
"I hope that you esteemed ones can spare their lives for the sake of past military achievements. In addition, I am willing to offer all accumulated treasures..."
The Elder Chief paused here, gauging the expressions of those across from him.
The dragon clans were eager to fight not only because they were combative but also due to the rewards that came with being at the forefront—more spoils of war awaited them. Even if only a few clans participated, the collection would be immense; it was no exaggeration to say that everyone on the opposing side would benefit.
However, no one seemed moved by this prospect.
"Indeed!" The Elder Chief spoke again. "The Black Dragon Clan is willing to offer treasures from our clan. This treasure lies in the deepest part of the oceanic ravine and was revealed years ago alongside a thin membrane barrier."
"The Black Dragon Clan has studied it for many years to gain free access. Inside, it is filled with an enormous amount of pure energy that can greatly enhance one's cultivation."
"Shut up! Shut up!" The New Clan Leader shouted several times, trying to stop him, but received only a cold laugh from the Elder Chief in response. "Fool! Can't you see? The other side has been planning this for a long time, all for the treasure!"
"It must be that news leaked at some point, leading to today's events. If it were merely punishment, why mobilize so many people? They simply want a share of the spoils."
"Is it life or treasure that you value more? I'm afraid that if we give up our treasures now, we won't be able to keep our lives."
Indeed, as soon as the Elder Chief's words fell, there was no shock on their faces; they must have known beforehand.
A bitter taste filled the Elder Chief's mouth.
Regret filled him as he thought that if the Treasure had manifested in the world, he should have sacrificed part of his own interests to rally others to share in it. If only they had fought together today, there would have been allies to stand against their enemies.
He regretted that years ago, there had been rumors about the Dragon Clan's Treasure. Because the information was unverified, he had dismissed it and spread some misleading news instead. If he had been more vigilant back then, he wouldn't have found himself in such a dire situation.
He regretted the reckless behavior of his wayward child. He had long sensed that someone was instigating trouble, but with so many offspring, he couldn't manage them all and had grown indifferent. This negligence allowed his child to become a pawn for others, deliberately indulged until they reached this current predicament.
No matter how many times he sighed in regret, it was all in vain.
The New Clan Leader did not believe that the other party would demand the lives of all the Black Dragons and countered the Elder Chief's claims.
The Elder Chief responded dismissively, hoping for the best.
Although he hadn't yet heard the verdict, a sense of foreboding lingered in his heart. He recalled hearing Fragmented Rumors, one of which suggested that the Black Dragons could be transformed by the Treasure, their bodies reborn and enhanced beyond what the Treasure itself could achieve.
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