coobybook Chapter 338 The Prickly Ring
Chapter 338 The Prickly Ring
Three days later.
The Ye family also held an internal meeting for the demonized human clan.
Seventeen junior members of the Ye clan sat in a room.
Before the Southern War, there were originally twenty seats here, but after Ye Ming, Ye Zhuang, and Ye Hongli died, only seventeen seats remained.
"Regarding this war in the Southern Territory, I think each of you knows your own performance in this battle."
Night Owl spoke succinctly and slowly: "I'm not one to ramble on and beat around the bush, so I'll just announce it directly."
"The integral doesn't even need to be calculated anymore."
"The candidate for the next patriarch of our Night Clan of Demonized Mutants, and also the acting patriarch of the Night Clan for the time being, is Ye Ge."
Ye Ge remained calm and quiet in her seat, unperturbed by praise or criticism.
The family members looked at each other.
Not a single person raised any objection!
They probably understand very well that for something to be controversial, the differences in opinion can only be small.
However, in this war in the Southern Territory, Nightsong's performance was indeed overwhelming compared to the others, and there was absolutely no fault to be found in her.
Seeing this scene, the owl grinned secretly.
The Ye family members are always arrogant and conceited, and they never truly submit to anyone else.
This is probably the first time in the more than 1,000-year history of the Ye family that all the competing brothers and sisters have been able to shut up.
"This is a token that can command our Night Clan's most elite troops—the three thousand Blackthorn Knights Legion."
Night Owl handed Night Song a jet-black iron ring.
Ye Ge accepted the ring.
This iron ring doesn't seem to be made of anything particularly special, but the engraved patterns on it are very exquisite, as if there are really black steel thorns wrapped around it. It feels very prickly on the finger, almost as if it was deliberately designed to be unsuitable for everyday wear.
“Uncle Xiao,” Ye Mengyu suddenly said, “you just said that Ye Ge will be the acting patriarch of the Ye family from now on. What do you mean by that?”
Night Owl smiled faintly: "A candidate for clan leader is someone who, under special circumstances, when the clan leader is not in the clan and unable to issue orders, becomes the acting clan leader and makes important decisions for the entire clan. And indeed, I will be leaving the clan for a long time."
Ye Qingxin was taken aback, then asked, "You're leaving the Ye family? Where are you going?"
"Beyond the Great Wall," Night Owl said slowly, "is the battlefield of all races."
Ye Yang asked in surprise, "Why do you suddenly want to go to the battlefield of all races?"
"Well..." Night Owl paused, then said casually, "Of course, we're going to seize territory on the map of all races!"
How long will you be gone?
"Three to five years, ten to twenty years, it's all possible."
"So long??"
"For us extraordinary beings, ten or twenty years is just a blink of an eye."
Night Owl's expression didn't resemble someone about to head to the battlefield of ten thousand races at all; rather, it was as relaxed as someone about to clean a room. He then casually picked his nose with his little finger, completely lacking the demeanor of a family head: "Anyway, while I'm gone, you all better listen to Night Song obediently, understand? Sigh... well, what can I do? You others lost this competition. Although I expected you'd all be my son's defeated opponents, the result was completely unsurprising, and such a crushing defeat at that... Sigh, you're really pathetic..."
The younger members of the Ye family: "..."
After hearing these words, all the younger members of the Ye family turned their heads and looked at Ye Ge with gloomy expressions and deep eyes.
Night Song: "..."
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"You went to the battlefield of ten thousand races, really just to seize territory?"
After the meeting, Night Song looked at Night Owl and asked.
“Of course.” Night Owl took out a lighter and lit a cigarette with a “click.” “It’s at least one of the reasons. My demonic human talent is that the more demons I kill, the faster I can improve my cultivation. Just watch, when your father goes to the battlefield of ten thousand races this time, I will be at least a top-level expert in the Heavenly Revelation Realm when I come back.”
"What other reasons could there be?" Ye Ge asked.
"The other reason..." Night Owl exhaled a smoke ring, narrowed his eyes, and finally told the truth: "It's to help some of my old friends. They've run into some trouble on the front lines of the battlefield of all races, and I have to go help them."
Ye Ge thought to herself, "Sure enough, it seems that although his appearance has changed many aspects of the game, the storyline about Night Owl is still following the original plot and has not been affected by the butterfly effect."
Seeing that Ye Ge hadn't spoken for a while, Ye Xiao glanced at him and said, "Aren't you going to ask me what kind of friend I am? I've been waiting for you to ask me for ages."
Night Song: "Oh, not interested."
Night Owl: "???"
Night Song: "Then you can go now, bye-bye."
Night Owl: "..."
"...Damn it, you brat."
Night Owl placed his hand on his head and said sullenly, "Can't you act like a normal ten-year-old when his father is about to go on a long expedition? Like being reluctant to leave, crying, trying to stop him, or acting cute?"
Ye Ge glanced at him: "If I told you not to go, would you not go?"
Night Owl: "Nonsense, why would I listen to a little kid like you?"
"That settles it then," Ye Ge said calmly. "Even if I told you that you haven't seen your friends for over a hundred years, that you have no idea what kind of people they've become, whether they're still trustworthy, or whether they might betray you one day, or that they're no longer worth your effort... you wouldn't listen, would you?"
Night Owl raised an eyebrow: "How do you know we haven't seen each other for over a hundred years?"
Night Song: "I guessed."
"Who are you trying to fool..." Night Owl paused, remained silent for a while, and then said, "However, I will pay attention to what you just reminded me of."
Night Song: "Be careful, don't die out there, come back soon."
"Hey, don't worry." Night Owl grinned. "I'll definitely come back when you bring Xue'er and Yao Yao home."
Then, Night Owl glanced at the Blackthorn Ring on Night Song's finger: "By the way, the Blackthorn Legion is no ordinary legion. It is the last remaining strength of our Night family. Don't use it unless it's absolutely necessary."
"I understand." Ye Ge lowered her head and gently rubbed the prickly black thorn ring on her thumb: "But this ring is designed too strangely. I can't even clench my fist while wearing it."
Yege had only worn it for a short while, and her hands were already covered in blood. This is simply an inhuman design...
Do you know why it was designed this way?
Night Owl paused, and his usually unserious face actually became slightly serious.
The moonlight, like silk threads, gently fell on his face, gilding his features with a faint silver glow.
"Because the position of clan leader is inherently difficult to hold..."
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