Chapter 765

Upon hearing this, Lo Sema ’s face flickered with a hint of melancholy and longing as he sighed, “Indeed, the Sage Realm—how easily spoken of? That barrier is like a heavenly abyss, having trapped countless brilliant talents.”

Serathis’s eyes flashed with cunning as she lowered her voice, “I won’t hide it from the Clan Chief—I’ve been serving the High One lately and occasionally overheard him mention that in ancient times, there were special elixirs or methods to help one perceive the heavens and earth, increasing the chance of breaking through to the Sage Realm. But those times are long gone; I don’t know if any remain.”

These words exploded in Lo Sema ’s ears like thunder.

He seized Serathis’s hand in a sudden grip, his voice trembling with excitement, “True?! Did the High One really mention this?! Serathis, my dear child! You must help your Clan Chief! If you can truly secure the High One’s grace and aid my breakthrough, you will be the greatest benefactor of Lo Sema —and of the entire Whispering Clan! All clan resources shall be yours for the taking!”

Watching the usually dignified Clan Chief beg before her in such a state, Serathis sneered inwardly but wore an expression of hesitation, “Clan Chief, you know the High One’s nature—he’s detached and dislikes being disturbed by worldly matters. I can only try to find an opportunity to hint at it gently. Whether it succeeds or not, I truly cannot guarantee.”

“I understand! I understand! No matter what, I’ll never forget this favor!” Lo Sema nodded repeatedly, his eyes brimming with hope.

Serathis knew half the plan had succeeded.

She then sought out Li Chen and laid out Lo Sema ’s desires and her own scheme in full.

Li Chen, of course, welcomed this outcome. He casually selected from his personal stash in the Ancestral Witch Realm some herbs that fortified the root, nourished the primordial, and calmed the spirit—though they had no direct effect on breaking through to the Sage Realm—and told Serathis to deliver them to Lo Sema , along with the message: “Enter seclusion, cultivate in stillness, and deeply perceive. Do not emerge until you become a Sage.”

Upon receiving these herbs radiating ancient energy and the “personal guidance” of the High One, Lo Sema wept with emotion, bowing his head ten times in fervent reverence toward the direction of Li Chen’s Sacred Palace.

He immediately entrusted all clan affairs to several Elders—though in truth, Serathis had already secretly seized control of most—and rushed without delay into the clan’s most secret seclusion chamber, vowing not to emerge until he achieved the Sage Realm.

Watching the stone door of the seclusion chamber slowly close, Serathis curled her lips into a victorious smile.

With the Clan Chief now in seclusion—whether for three to five years or even a decade or more—she would, with her current prestige, her methods, and Li Chen’s tacit approval, become the de facto ruler of the Whispering Clan.

At that time, wouldn’t the beautiful women hidden in the Clan Chief’s private residence be hers to “arrange”? Her grand “Offering Beauties” scheme could finally proceed smoothly.

In truth, even if Serathis hadn’t spoken, Li Chen’s sharp eyes had long seen through her petty schemes.

But this plan brought him nothing but benefits.

He could enjoy the company of beauties while letting Serathis willingly manage the clan’s trivial affairs for him, leaving him free to rest—why not?

This period of leisure was perfect for him to experience the Whispering Clan’s carefully “cultivated” charms, while Serathis gained the power and cultivation resources she had long desired—truly a win-win.

The day after Lo Sema entered seclusion, Serathis, leveraging Li Chen’s tacit approval and her own established authority, successfully obtained the token symbolizing the Clan Chief’s power.

Though still young, after organizing the grand celebration and absorbing through close proximity to Li Chen the aura of transcendent detachment, she had deliberately imitated his demeanor—and now she was a different person entirely.

She was no longer the talented young girl who had to read others’ expressions, but a cold, haughty, commanding figure whose piercing gaze made others dare not meet it—elegant, icy, and supremely aloof.

Of course, this cold arrogance was only fully revealed when Li Chen was not present.

The moment Li Chen appeared, she instantly reverted to the obedient, bright-eyed little attendant.

At this moment, Serathis sat upon the Clan Chief’s throne, once belonging to Lo Sema , while a dozen half-elf women, specially summoned by her, stood respectfully below.

Among them were mature women still radiating allure, and several young girls whose figures had developed into unusually full and enticing forms.

Serathis knew Li Chen’s tastes intimately—these were the “finest specimens” she had carefully selected.