Chapter 996: Seeking Death Without Regard for the Occasion

Ten days later, the White Tiger Clan's chieftain selection ceremony began as scheduled.

This event was a matter of profound significance for the White Tiger Clan, potentially affecting their rise or fall for the next ten thousand years.

Thus, whenever any of the Four Symbols clans held such a ceremony, they would typically invite the others to attend as observers.

On one hand, it served as a witness; on the other, it was a chance to showcase the strength of their younger generation before the other clans.

The overall strength of the Demon Domain was inferior to that of the Human Race, so in matters concerning humans, the Four Symbols clans united against external threats. However, within the Demon Domain, competition also existed.

That was why the White Tiger Saint Ancestor had looked particularly displeased upon seeing Ye Yuan's atavistic dragon soul.

Figures streaked across the sky, rapidly approaching the White Tiger Clan. Several stunningly beautiful women descended gracefully, ethereal and fairy-like, a pleasing sight to behold.

"Hehe, it's been years, but Fairy Luo remains as radiant as ever!" Rong Kun smiled as he stepped forward to greet them.

This group was from the Vermilion Bird Clan.

The Fairy Luo that Rong Kun referred to was Luo Qingping, an elder of the Vermilion Bird Clan.

Behind her followed two exceptionally beautiful women—one fiery as the wind, the other cold as a sculpture.

Luo Qingping was pleased but replied calmly, "At this age, what radiance? Now it's the young people's world."

Rong Kun exchanged a few pleasantries and had someone escort Luo Qingping and her party to their seats.

Following the Vermilion Bird Clan, the Black Tortoise Clan also arrived at the White Tiger Clan.

Of course, besides the Four Symbols clans, other groups friendly with the White Tiger Clan had also been invited to observe.

Last to arrive, as expected, was the most powerful Azure Dragon Clan.

"Haha, I didn't expect the Dragon Clan to send Brother Jianbo—what a pleasant surprise! It's been years, and Brother Jianbo seems to have grown even stronger!" Rong Kun laughed heartily as he approached, clearly familiar with the Dragon Clan envoy.

The elder sent by the Dragon Clan this time was Ao Jianbo, whose strength was no less than Grand Elder Rong Kun's, unfathomably deep. The Dragon Clan sending him was a great honor for the White Tiger Clan's grand ceremony.

"Rong Kun, you old fool, always teasing me! We old fellows are already halfway in the grave; it's good enough if our strength doesn't decline. What improvement?" Ao Jianbo retorted with a laugh.

"Hey, you old man, still so modest! Who in the entire Divine Domain doesn't know that you, Ao Jianbo, have cultivated the Dragon Wave to the mid-stage of the Spiritual level, with strength that reaches heaven and earth?" Rong Kun guided the way while flattering him.

In truth, it wasn't mere flattery; Ao Jianbo's strength was indeed formidable. His Dragon Wave had long reached the mid-Spiritual level, and combined with powerful Dragon Clan martial techniques, he had few rivals in the Demon Domain.

Among the Dragon Clan's elders, Ao Jianbo was also the most troublesome.

Ao Jianbo smiled and said, "Alright, old man, stop putting me on a pedestal! Come, Jinhao, Hanwei, pay your respects to Grand Elder Rong Kun."

Behind Ao Jianbo, a young man and woman stepped forward and greeted, "Long Jinhao and Long Hanwei pay respects to Grand Elder Rong Kun!"

Rong Kun had already noticed these two young people, presumably the Dragon Clan's outstanding talents of this generation. Long Jinhao, in particular, was deep and restrained, exuding a majestic aura that should not be underestimated.

Seeing Rong Kun's expression, Ao Jianbo smiled inwardly.

Such occasions were precisely for each clan to showcase their strength.

Ao Jianbo had brought two young Dragon Clan elites to let the other clans know their place.

The Azure Dragon Clan would forever be the big brother of the Demon Domain!

"Rise! Good, good! Your Azure Dragon Clan is always full of talents—how envious we are! I suppose the Dragon Clan's next chieftain will be chosen from these two?" Rong Kun said with a smile.

Long Jinhao cupped his hands humbly and said, "In response to Grand Elder, I dare not even think of the chieftain position."

Hearing this, Rong Kun's expression changed.

Although they hadn't fought, Rong Kun guessed that Long Jinhao's strength was likely no less than Bai Guang's.

With such strength, he dared not even think of the chieftain position? Could there be an even stronger existence among the Dragon Clan's younger generation?

Ao Jianbo read his expression and was satisfied with Rong Kun's reaction. He smiled and said, "Jinhao isn't being modest; his strength is indeed remarkable. But that kid Ao Yang is too monstrous—he's already cultivated the Dragon Wave to the early Spiritual level at such a young age. Jinhao probably can't compete with him for the chieftain position."

Rong Kun's face changed upon hearing this. Among the younger generation, someone had already cultivated the Dragon Wave to the early Spiritual level—that was simply too freakish!

"Oh? Grand Elder, among the seats of the Radiant Light Clan, there's a young human? It seems... this young man even carries Dragon Clan bloodline!" Long Hanwei suddenly said.

At her words, Ao Jianbo and Long Jinhao both turned their gazes toward Ye Yuan.

Long Jinhao, in particular, darkened his expression.

"Hmph! It's not 'seems'; this kid clearly carries Dragon Clan bloodline!" Long Jinhao said coldly.

Seeing this, Rong Kun sensed trouble.

He had forgotten about this—the Dragon Clan most despised human martial artists stealing Dragon Clan essence blood to become bloodline warriors.

Now that Ye Yuan had fallen under Ao Jianbo's gaze, this matter would not end peacefully.

Sure enough, Long Jinhao moved and appeared before Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan was chatting with Bai Po when a fierce killing intent suddenly locked onto him.

Feeling the dragon might emanating from the young man before him, Ye Yuan quickly understood what was happening.

But he didn't care at all and merely said indifferently, "You looking for me?"

Long Jinhao was instantly angered by Ye Yuan's attitude. Stealing Dragon Clan essence blood and still being so arrogant—truly deserving of death!

"Kid, where did you steal that dragon blood? Do you know that stealing Dragon Clan essence blood to become a bloodline warrior is a capital offense in the eyes of the Dragon Clan?" Long Jinhao said in a low voice.

Since others were rude to him, Ye Yuan wouldn't be polite either. He simply replied indifferently, "Capital offense? Who do you think you are to pronounce a death sentence?"

"Hmph! Not strong, but your mouth is big! Today, for the sake of the White Tiger Clan's important event, I'll spare your life. Condense the dragon blood and return it to the Dragon Clan, and this matter is over."

Long Jinhao was used to being domineering; he didn't give Ye Yuan any chance to explain and directly demanded he condense the dragon blood.

After a bloodline warrior refines dragon blood, their own blood merges with it. If separated, at best they suffer a severe loss of strength; at worst, their foundation is destroyed and they lose all cultivation.

Bai Guang also saw this scene and couldn't help slapping his forehead, saying helplessly, "This guy really seeks death without regard for the occasion! I hope my elder brother goes easy on him, or else it'll be hard for our White Tiger Clan."