Chapter 9: The Three Clans' Conspiracy

  Three tribes conspire

  In the Southern Immortal Volcano

  "Xiao Bai, how's the plan we discussed going?" A middle-aged man sitting in the center of a conference hall similar to that of the Dragon Clan asked in a low voice.

  Only this man was exceptionally handsome, wearing a fiery red long gown, with a phoenix crown on his head, and a golden waistband that seemed to be woven from flames at his waist. Every move he made seemed to have countless flames dancing around him, majestic and extraordinary. This was the Phoenix Ancestor of the Phoenix Clan.

  On the right side was a woman who emitted an icy aura all over her body. Although she was cold, she had an air of nobility and pressure that was in no way inferior to the Phoenix Ancestor's. This was the Female Phoenix Ancestor.

  The two of them, one hot and one cold, sat together in harmony. On the left side was a young girl who didn't have any aura of strength on her body. She seemed uninterested in this meeting, looking around distractedly. Don't look down on her for being careless, she was another elder-level figure of the Phoenix Clan, the Vermilion Bird.

  When Feng Zu heard the question, a woman in white came out from the lower team, "Report to Feng Zu, we have already grasped 80% of the flying bird tribes in Hongyuan, and the plan is being implemented..." She was the ancestor of the Baili bird among the flying birds in Hongyuan, her voice was very pleasant, and everyone in the hall was attracted by her voice.

  "The speed is still too slow, we must quicken our pace, did you all hear that?" Before the woman in white could finish speaking, Feng Zu interrupted her.

  "Yes", a flock of birds hurriedly bowed their heads in response. But the woman in white did not return to her own position.

  "Does Xiao Bai still have something to say?" The icy voice of Huang Zu echoed in the great hall.

  "Yes, recently Bei Hai Kun Peng came to our tribe and wanted to join the Flying Beast Clan, saying that he also belongs to the flying beast."

  Feng Zu's mouth was curled up with thick sarcasm, "Hmph! He still has scales on him, why doesn't he say that he is a member of the Dragon Clan? Comfort him, if we have war with the Dragon Clan, let him be the vanguard."

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  In the vast wilderness, on the Qilin Mountain

  On the Qilin Cliff sat two powerful beings, a man in black robes and a woman in white robes, surrounded by an aura of colorful auspiciousness and thick virtue, inspiring awe and reverence. These were the two ancestors of the Qilin tribe, Jade Qilin and Ink Qilin.

  Qilin spoke first: "My Qilin clan is the leader of all beasts, but now we only have control over 70% of the beasts. What are your views on this?"

  "I have a way to greatly increase the strength of our Qilin tribe, however..." said one of the Qilins below.

  "But what?"

  "I've heard that in the Western lands, there's a White Tiger that has sucked away the Geng Jin energy of the vast Western lands. Its strength is on par with the two Old Ancestors, and it's also one of our Beast Clan. I was thinking of winning over the White Tiger clan from the Western lands, but the White Tiger is hard to kill and not easy to persuade."

  "What about White Tiger?" Mo Qilin suddenly said with narrowed eyes. "Don't worry, I have a way to win over the White Tiger clan."

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  Dragon Clan Dragon Palace

  In a secret chamber of the Dragon Palace's Ancestral Dragon Hall, four ancestral dragons sat around a crystal-clear warm jade table, with Tianlong, Dilong and Huanglong all staring quietly at Shenlong.

  "Third Brother, why did you call us here? You wouldn't be thinking of supplying our Dragon Army with elixirs without restrictions, would you?" Huang Long couldn't hold back and jokingly broke the silence first.

  "It's just one thing." Shen Long said seriously with an expressionless face.

  "That's great, this time we can unify the aquatic tribe and shorten a lot of time." Huang Long jumped up with conditioned reflex. After a while, he thought of something again and turned his head to ask Shen Long:

  "What? Won't be! When did Third Brother become so generous?"

  Tian Long and Di Long were also puzzled and disbelieving, as if they had just met Shen Long. This didn't seem like the "Flayed Third Brother" in their hearts. They still remembered how they used to have to wait for limited quantities of elixirs (distributed according to their position in the dragon tribe).

  Looking at their expressions, Shen Long's face turned black, and he let out a mournful cry, "Alas! The situation has taken a turn for the worse."

  "Wasn't I generous before?"

  "Generous... generous......" Shen Long heard a hypocritical voice that didn't match what was in the speaker's heart.

  Shen Long didn't care whether they were sincere or not, and continued to say, "Today I will talk about three things. The first thing is the issue of elixirs. I plan to hand over the management of elixirs to Second Sister and Fourth Brother. Ordinary elixirs can be handed over to Fourth Brother to cultivate in the army, while those top-notch elixir masters will be handed over to Second Sister. Remember to take over later."

  Huang Long's face showed a happy expression, while Di Long's face remained unchanged. He looked at Shen Long and said, "Third brother, what's wrong?"

  Tian Long's face was also filled with confusion, "Huh, your foundation is unstable, you're injured?" Then he asked with a serious face: "What's going on?" Then Shen Long felt the air in the secret room was oppressive, although it was fleeting, but in that instant he almost couldn't breathe. Shen Long was shocked, he thought his injuries were well hidden, but Tian Long still discovered them, and just now that pressure had crushed his own aura to the point of being powerless.

  No wonder it's Tianlong, Shen Long thought to himself.

  "It's nothing, I've figured out a little problem and it's already been solved." Shen Long said with a smile to Tian Long, "This is also the second thing I wanted to say."

  "What's going on?" Tian Long looked at Shen Long with some suspicion.

  "You also know that my cultivation problem, the Three Thousand Heavenly Dao, but I have not yet realized my own Great Way during the Quasi-Saint period. Moreover, since I was born into this world, I have not traveled to the Desolate Continent. So, taking advantage of this opportunity, I will travel to the Desolate Continent, which can also be considered as part of my path to enlightenment. Therefore, I have decided to travel to the Desolate Continent, and from now on, unless it's a major event or calamity, do not summon me." Shen Long's last sentence was said with unusual seriousness.

  Tianlong, Dilong and Huanglong also knew about Shenlong's situation, so they didn't try to persuade him to stay. They all fell silent, which was equivalent to agreeing with Shenlong's proposal. Shenlong smiled too.

  "What about the third thing?" Huang Long asked with some sadness as Shen Long was about to go out and travel.

  The first two things went smoothly as expected, but the third thing was different. Shen Long didn't say a word, instead he took out three jade slips and handed them to the three of them. Then he took out tea leaves and tea utensils, and started brewing tea. Shen Long's movements were elegant and natural, without any pretentiousness, every gesture exuding a sense of morality. It was clear that after arriving in the Desolate Expanse, Shen Long, like most travelers, had developed a fondness for drinking tea.

  After brewing the tea, he poured a cup for each of the three ancestral dragons and took a sip himself, immersing himself in the fragrance of the tea.

  Just as he put down his teacup, the three ancestral dragons' jade tablets shattered in their hands. The three of them opened their eyes and stared at Shen Long in shock.

  "Is this what you did?" Tian Long asked first.

  "Really!" Shen Long was baffled.

  "Why didn't you say so earlier?" Tian Long asked with a scowl.

  "I already said that, you were the one who wanted to think about it, who knew that your thinking would take 60,000 years."

  "What? Is that so? Such a thing?" Forgotten feelings.

  It turns out that what was brought out was a plan book for the management of the dragon tribe. In the past, Shen Long proposed to reform the management system of the dragon tribe, but at that time, the development of the dragon tribe was still good, so Tian Long thought it was unnecessary to bother. Now, with the growth of the dragon tribe, many problems have arisen, so it is necessary to innovate management measures. However, does Tian Long have a plan? Just as he was worrying about this, someone sent him a pillow while he was dozing off. Both Di Long and Huang Long have been in high positions managing affairs for many years, of course they know the value of this complete plan.

  This plan of Shen Long actually did not use his brain, but just combined the six ministries of the Qing Dynasty in his previous life: the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Punishment, the Ministry of Revenue, the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of War, with the characteristics of the era he lived in, into a plan.

  Wang Bu: In the four seas and rivers, lakes, the highest person in charge of a domain, all major and minor matters are handled by the "Wang", usually the Dragon King, but there are also other scaled tribe "Kings".

  Military department: with 100 million as a unit, for one army, set up one dragon army commander, under which there are several division commanders, managing tens of millions of troops, going down layer by layer, convenient for management.

  Ministry of Education: Each territory sets up an academy, mainly managed by the Ministry of Education. Mainly teaches some cultivation, etiquette, management, military battles, alchemy, equipment refining and so on.

  Ministry of Finance: Mainly manages and distributes the resources of the dragon clan. Held by the most trusted person of the dragon clan.

  Ministry of Works: Alchemy, equipment refinement and other tasks are uniformly assigned by the Ministry of Works to prevent resource waste.

  The Ministry of Punishment can be divided into two departments: one is the department in charge of public security, and the other is the secret service department responsible for intelligence gathering, assassination, extortion, etc.

  "This is just a rough plan, and its implementation depends on you, it can be adjusted accordingly." Shen Long said after taking another sip of tea.

  The three ancestral dragons nodded in unison.

  Shen Long saw that they had taken their own measures and was also very happy, picking up his teacup and bringing it to his lips.

  However, just as he was about to drink tea, his face changed, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, and he shouted "You dare ---" Then he suffered a severe heart attack, his spirit was severely injured, and he spat out a mouthful of golden blood, transforming into his true dragon form.

  "Yin——" A space-time wormhole burst out of the spatial confinement chamber, and Shen Long drilled into it.

  "Third Brother", "Third Brother", "Third Elder Brother"

  Three ancestral dragons shouted at the same time, but there was no response.

  "Chanted——" Huang Long transformed into his true golden dragon form and chased after him.

  Tian Longyan's eyes were heavy as he spoke to Di Long, "You stay here, strike the dragon bell, gather all the dragons and listen for my command. I want to see who dares to provoke my dragon clan."

  "Recite——"

  He then transformed into a true green dragon body and chased after Shen Long. After all, Shen Long was using spatial dao techniques, so he could only track him by his aura.