Chapter 2604: You're really bad

Huang Lao's words said that these few ancestors of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe were vague and misty.

They seemed to have understood something, yet also seemed to not understand anything at all, each staring wide-eyed at Huang Lao.

Under the gaze of the several people, Huang Lao gave a grin and looked at the glaring Spirit Ancestor.

At this moment, the Spirit Ancestor's face was as black as a pot bottom, and the more he was like that, the more Huang Lao looked down on him.

"Saying you're stupid yet refusing to admit it, you still haven't found the key even now—no wonder you've been played with for years by others in the palm of their hand."

"Who in the entire Heavenly Spirit Tribe could accomplish this silently?"

Hmm???

Having said all this, if those few ancestors of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe still don't know, they might as well go bang their heads to death.

Each looked with horrified gazes at the Spirit Ancestor fallen on the ground.

After all, in the whole Heavenly Spirit Tribe, besides those few, it seems only the Spirit Ancestor could have done this.

Just this................

Their hearts filled with disbelief, why would the Spirit Ancestor do this?

He is the Spirit Ancestor of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe, undoubtedly the first person, all the clansmen are his juniors; why would he take the tribesmen's innate spirit veins?

"Spirit Ancestor, why?"

Facing Ling Yunyi's grandfather's inquiry, the Spirit Ancestor kept silent, had no intention to answer, and directly pretended to be dead.

Yet the more he acted this way, the more people suspected he obviously had something on his mind.

Actually, those few ancestors of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe might have already guessed something, but they were simply unwilling to admit it from the bottom of their hearts.

However, Huang Lao showed no courtesy at all—I'm not one of your Heavenly Spirit Tribe.

He spoke bluntly.

"No wonder Changqing Xiaozi and Xu Xiaozi say you old thing are completely rotten."

Actually, when those spirit veins were found from the Sea God, Huang Lao hadn't thought much about it, after all they were the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's spirit veins.

And the Heavenly Spirit Tribe has always been involved with those small fry in an unclear way—who knows what tricks are among them.

But earlier, when chatting idly, Ye Zhangqing and Xu Jie made random guesses that actually made more sense the more they spoke.

First, these spirit veins clearly were intentionally taken out, and only a segment was taken, not uprooted entirely.

It can be said that for ordinary cultivation, there's no big problem; the only effect is that one cannot hope to reach the Present Era's Strongest realm in this lifetime.

But for ordinary people, this is nothing at all.

Because even without this, how many among billions can break through to the Present Era's Strongest?

Yet despite no impact, someone still secretly acts, expending effort with seemingly no benefit—this is obviously impossible.

Analyzing to this point, basically all problems point to the same person, and that person is the Spirit Ancestor.

He previously suffered damage to his origin, a dying person clinging to life till now; in this lifetime, not to mention making any progress, just keeping his cultivation from falling further is already like his ancestral grave sprouting green smoke.

And as the sole Spirit Tribe member who is Present Era's Strongest, although saying this is a bit absurd, it is actually the most reasonable.

The Spirit Ancestor worries that if a second Present Era's Strongest appears in the tribe, it would shake his position.

So over the years, in secret, he has taken a segment of the spirit veins from the bodies of tribespeople born one after another.

As for why it ended up in the hands of those small fry, it's probably some kind of deal between this old guy and the Sea Gods.

Even Xu Jie guessed that this old guy could survive to now and stubbornly maintain his Present Era's Strongest cultivation level, likely inseparable from those small fry.

But the specific means are unknown.

Upon hearing Huang Lao's analysis, the few ancestors of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe were dumbfounded.

Several people looked at the Spirit Ancestor with faces of disbelief; although this is just Huang Lao's own speculation, a one-sided account, at least no evidence has been produced so far.

But whether Huang Lao has evidence, those few old guys know in their hearts.

Since the Spirit Ancestor entered closed-door seclusion, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe has added a tradition.

Every newborn infant must be sent to the Spirit Ancestor for a blessing.

It doesn't take long—about a quarter hour to half an hour.

During this period, besides the Spirit Ancestor and the infants being blessed, no one else is present.

Even those few elders of the tribe must avoid it.

Previously, no one thought anything of it; after all, according to the Spirit Ancestor's words, it was also for the tribe's benefit.

Moreover, after the blessing, the tribespeople noticed nothing unusual; those infants remained lively and vigorous.

Over time, this gradually became customary, and no one gave it much thought.

But now, after Huang Lao brought it up, there are indeed many doubts in this matter, and moreover, with the Spirit Ancestor's strength, a quarter hour is more than enough.

So, without Huang Lao saying more, actually those few ancestors of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe have already made a judgment in their hearts.

That's why they look at the Spirit Ancestor with great shock and loss of color, their hearts full of complexity.

You are the highest-status person in my Heavenly Spirit Tribe; the whole tribe looks up to you with respect and fear.

Already being so, why still do such a thing?

Facing the gaze and questioning of those few elders of the tribe, the Spirit Ancestor remained silent, merely lowering his head silently.

And Huang Lao, seeing this, continued to speak.

"Not speaking now is useless; you, you have no breadth of vision."

"Alright, I don't have time to bother with your trivial matters; I came here just to say one thing: you old thing, are you willing to submit?"

The Heavenly Spirit Tribe's own dirty deeds, Huang Lao isn't very interested; that a clan leader can do this to this extent, one can only say the Spirit Ancestor is also a "talent", and the Heavenly Spirit Tribe is also suffering eight generations of bloody misfortune, their ancestral grave blown up and they've stumbled upon this thing.

But this has nothing to do with their Human Race; now Huang Lao just wants a result, whether nodding or refusing.

If he refuses, that's also easy—just kill this old thing on the spot.

"Senior, this is the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's family affair."

However, at this moment, Ling Yunyi's grandfather stood up and said, "The Spirit Ancestor's matter is not yet over; why are you now talking about surrender or not surrender?"

However, regarding this, Huang Lao gave a noncommittal response.

"Yes, that's why I didn't intervene; I just want an answer now."

Huh???

Upon hearing this, several elders were stunned, and then someone spoke up.

"Senior, could we settle this matter first before giving you a reply?"

The Spirit Ancestor's matter has left several of them with buzzing heads; they have no mind to attend to anything else.

However, Huang Lao was even more straightforward, directly shaking his head.

"No."

"This.................."

"Give the answer first; how you want to settle things behind closed doors is up to you—no one will interfere."

"I................"

Faced with Huang Lao's firm answer, several Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders exchanged glances, then a flash of resolve crossed their eyes, and they subtly nodded without a word.

Thereupon, representing the Heavenly Spirit Tribe, they chose to align with the Human Race, with no second thoughts.

The decision of those elders directly bypassed the Spirit Ancestor, also revealing their current state of mind.