The Future Looks Bleak

However, many people frowned.

The idea was beautiful.

But they knew very well that the reality was not so optimistic.

Gu Yang also stared at Feng Tengyun with an unkind expression and asked coldly,

"Mr. Feng should know that we have many enemies in the outside world!"

"If the Ancient Clan disperses, I'm afraid we will be defeated one by one and face an imminent disaster."

His words voiced the true thoughts of the Ancient Clan members.

Everyone looked at Feng Tengyun with hostility.

"I knew this outsider had no good intentions."

"Once the Ancient Clan disperses, it will definitely be fraught with grim possibilities."

"We just lost two Martial Saints, and we even let those two guys get away."

"Mr. Feng should instead think about how we can eliminate those enemies!"

...

Feng Tengyun remained unmoved and said,

"The method to eliminate the enemies is very simple."

As soon as these words came out, the entire room fell silent.

They never expected that Feng Tengyun would actually dare to say this.

However, they also sensed that there was something slightly off about the man before them.

No matter what issues or problems he encountered, he was far too calm.

Abnormally calm.

"You only need to issue a news bulletin."

"Seek peace with everyone you consider an enemy and offer them a way out."

"As long as they aren't stupid, they won't fight to the death with an Ancient Clan that possesses over three hundred Martial Saints."

"Your Martial Saints can then freely take over the major cities, and everyone will mind their own business."

"However, it is best to leave at least fifty Martial Saints in the Holy Capital to prevent the Wei family's half-step Martial God from wiping out your headquarters."

Feng Tengyun's words made all the Ancient Clan members ponder internally.

They weighed the feasibility of implementing this plan.

Gu Yang did not ask any further questions.

Knowing that the other party had finished asking what they wanted to know, Feng Tengyun stood up and said,

"You can send out a few people first to test the waters."

"If you think my method won't work, then you can cower in the Holy Capital forever."

After saying that, he walked straight out of the conference room.

He left the Ancient Clan members whispering among themselves.

"Patriarch, what should we do?"

"They just killed two of our clan elders, and we are going to make peace just like that?"

"I really can't swallow this anger!"

"What else can we do if you can't swallow it? If they don't take the initiative to show themselves, we can only wait for them to strike."

Compared to the discussions of the others, the seven people who knew the whole story behind the flood dragon sacrifice were thinking much deeper.

After all, the matter of sacrificing the flood dragon had already been discovered by those two Martial Saints.

If the news spread, it would be extremely disadvantageous for the Ancient Clan.

In the future, they might truly be forced to cower in the Holy Capital forever.

Moreover, they would constantly have to guard against that sword master and that Tai Chi master stopping the flood dragon sacrifice next time.

Hundreds of Ancient Clan elders discussed the matter until midnight.

Finally, Gu Yang made the final decision:

"Until we have a better solution, let's try this method first!"

"We can't really hide in the Holy Capital forever."

"We cannot allow the young people of the Ancient Clan to continue sinking like this."

...

At the mention of the Ancient Clan's youths, a wave of sighs echoed through the room.

Early the next morning.

The Ancient Clan arranged for the Li family to prepare a network-wide press conference.

What infuriated Gu Yang and the others was that dozens of clan members who had sneaked out to play still hadn't returned.

This only strengthened his resolve to reform the Ancient Clan.

With the convening of the press conference, a piece of news instantly went viral across Great Xia.

...

Zhao Bing, who had just recovered from his injuries and was preparing to head to Xiandu, was suddenly drawn to the news on the television.

The figure in the news was none other than Gu Yang, whom they had fought the day before yesterday.

He was accompanied by the head of the Li family, who was currently flattering him by adjusting the microphone and placing it near Gu Yang's mouth.

"The Ancient Clan is calling off the pursuit of all individuals."

"Whether it is the Dugu family, the Wang family, or Chen Feng's disciples."

"No matter what grudges we had in the past, we are wiping the slate clean."

"You no longer need to hide; the Ancient Clan will not do anything to you anymore."

"We can even grant you a piece of land to rebuild your families."

"The Ancient Clan does not want to go to war with anyone anymore."

"At the same time, the Ancient Clan will restore the tournament system that existed in Great Xia previously, to inspire the fighting spirit of young people and promote martial arts exchange."

"The Ancient Clan will also assist the Martial Arts Guild in restoring order around the world and maintaining world peace."

...

Gu Yang spoke for a full ten minutes.

After he finished speaking, the heads of the Li and Liu families led the applause.

The three people still treating their wounds in the room looked at the newly scabbed scars on their bodies.

They felt as if they were dreaming.

Just the day before, they were fighting a life-and-death battle with the Ancient Clan and had even killed two of their men.

Now, they were being told that they wouldn't be held accountable?

"What kind of game is the Ancient Clan playing?"

"It's best if we don't expose ourselves for now."

"We should observe how the situation develops."

Dugu Sword Demon reminded them.

Zhao Bing, however, was focused on the announcement released by the Ancient Clan.

The Holy Capital was about to host its first Arena Challenge.

The rules of the competition were very simple.

One side defends the arena, and the other side challenges.

What Zhao Bing cared about most was that there was no rule prohibiting the killing of opponents.

Looking at the Ancient Clan's announcement, he said:

"They are about to hold a same-level arena challenge, and I am going to participate."

"If the Ancient Clan makes a move against me, it means they are lying, and you guys shouldn't expose your whereabouts."

"If they don't make a move against me, I will slaughter them until they regret it."

Zhao Bing was highly confident in his strength among peers of the same level.

If he encountered people from the Ancient Clan, he would absolutely make them pay a heavy price.

Dugu Sword Demon, Wang Zun, and Wei Guangming couldn't help but glance at Zhao Bing.

They felt that the future of this sword genius was simply pitch black.

...

Xiandu.

On the rooftop of the Su Corporation building.

Chen Feng was teaching Chen Shuangshuang the Micro-Steps of Lingbo.

The little girl was learning very reluctantly.

She had simply practiced too many martial arts.

Shuangshuang had started practicing martial arts at the age of five. She had practiced for several years without making any progress.

Several of her peers were already at the Martial Apprentice cultivation level.

It made her both envious and frustrated.

Everyone privately said that her root bone was poor and she wasn't suited for martial arts.

Shuangshuang now knew that this skinny dog teaching her martial arts was actually her father.

The man known as the hero of Great Xia.

She had even compared him with old photos of Chen Feng before.

They did look somewhat alike, but he was just too skinny.

"Don't let your mind wander!"

Seeing the dazed Chen Shuangshuang, Chen Feng scolded her.

He hadn't wanted to be a strict father.

But this little girl was just too unfocused when learning martial arts.

One cycle, sixty-four steps, and it took her half a day just to finish walking it.

Chen Feng had not expected that the opening of Kunlun would bring such massive changes to the world.

The current era had completely changed.

Before Kunlun was permanently opened, people could only have their martial arts root bone checked when they were nearing adulthood.

Now, children could have their root bone checked as soon as they were born.

They could cultivate from a young age.

According to the internet, someone in the Western Continent had conducted an experiment.

After surveying and recording thousands of Martial Apprentices and Martial Artists, they found that the current speed of Qi and blood cultivation was about 1.5 times faster than before Kunlun permanently opened.

This meant that martial arts in the future would be even more prosperous.

At the same time, it also meant that there might be more conflicts in the future.

Chen Shuangshuang, who was in the middle of her martial arts practice, rolled her eyes and said:

"What kind of martial art is this anyway!"

"Twisting and turning all over the place, it doesn't look powerful at all."

"It's not even as impressive as Uncle Zhao Bing's!"

Chen Feng was left speechless:

"He is your Senior Brother Zhao Bing now."

"And no matter how impressive he is, it's all because I taught him well!"

Chen Shuangshuang pouted.

Looking completely unconvinced.

Then, she helplessly continued to follow the Eight Trigrams pattern, stepping along the footwork diagram Chen Feng had drawn on the ground.

She wobbled clumsily as she practiced the Lingbo Microsteps.