Chapter 1170 - 1170 93 Folks A Game to Determine the Winner

Chapter 1170: Chapter 93 Folks! A Game to Determine the Winner (Vote of the Month)_3 Chapter 1170: Chapter 93 Folks! A Game to Determine the Winner (Vote of the Month)_3 Inside the pottery jar, the Heavenly Silkworm, after devouring the five drops of essence blood from the former Saintess Dai, had transformed into a light cocoon that exuded a powerful aura.

As the ancestral Sacred Gu of the Sacred Gu Clan, this Heavenly Silkworm had been nurtured by several generations of Gu Saints, its strength far surpassing that of ordinary Level Nine Gu Bugs.

At this moment, having transformed into a cocoon, its power was no longer restrained and burst forth completely. A powerful and terrifying pressure enveloped the entire ritual platform, carrying an aura of ferocity as if from the ancient wilds.

Below the ritual platform, the people of the Sacred Gu Clan couldn’t help but show a look of awe.

“Luo Jing, come here.”

The former Saintess Dai waved her hand wearily at Wang Luo Jing.

“Yes.”

Wang Luo Jing walked over quietly.

“Follow the instructions I taught you earlier: drop blood, chant the incantation, and complete the contract,” the former Saintess Dai instructed. “Be careful, you only have two chances to make the contract. The incantation mustn’t be chanted incorrectly, not even a single tone.”

She wasn’t worried that the Heavenly Silkworm wouldn’t recognize Wang Luo Jing, just concerned that she wasn’t familiar with the ancient language of the Sacred Gu Clan and might mispronounce the incantation.

“Don’t worry.”

Wang Luo Jing took the thick needle from the former Saintess Dai, preparing to start the contract with the Heavenly Silkworm.

Seeing this scene, the supporters of Wang Luo Jing all showed expressions of joy.

Luo Jing was finally about to become the Saintess— with her here, the future days of the Sacred Gu Clan would surely get better, no need to fear waging wars with Da Qian anymore.

Even Emperor Longchang, who was incessantly muttering in his heart, couldn’t help but inwardly remark at this moment.

That fellow Wang Shouzhe really does have some skills after all. Who could have thought, that fellow would conquer the Southern Frontier so effortlessly and without shedding blood?

Hmm… it was all thanks to my careful teachings, guiding him in the art of strategy, telling him not to focus on the immediate gains of a city or a territory, but to look further ahead and plan the overall situation.

See, Shouzhe indeed learned quickly.

A teachable youngster, I feel greatly relieved.

But just then.

A loud voice suddenly came from below the ritual platform: “Wait! I object to passing the Sacred Gu Elder to Wang Luo Jing!”

Everyone was startled, only to see that it was Elder Ga, his face as dark as ink and his eyes flashing with a cold light.

Seeing everyone looking towards him, Ga stood with his hands behind his back, motionless like a mountain, clearly prepared, just waiting for this moment to cause trouble.

“Ga, have you gone mad?” Elder Chan rebuked furiously, “It was a collective decision by all the Elders of the Sacred Gu Clan to have Quasi Sacred Maiden Luo succeed the position of Saintess, and we have already notified the ancestors. What right do you have to object?”

“All of this is a conspiracy between Wang Luo Jing and Dry Country. They feign to help our Sacred Gu Clan, but harbor malicious intentions,” declared Elder Ga, his eyes piercing as he surveyed the crowd, his voice resonant, “They use money and luxurious lifestyles to corrupt the wills of our young people, using deceitful words to destroy our clan’s food production.”

“Their goal is to completely enslave our Sacred Gu Clan, turning us into labor slaves and war hounds.”

“People of our clan, open your eyes and look! Dry Country’s army is lurking just a few hundred miles away from Gu God Tribe. Emperor Zi’an has even infiltrated our Sacred Gu Clan, manipulating the succession of the Saintess.”

“Can’t you see the disgrace in this?”

“Do you really want our clansmen to become slaves generation after generation?”

The provocative rhetoric from Elder Ga made many of the influential leaders fall into deep thought, and some of the younger spectators outside the viewing platform felt their blood boil, agreeing with Elder Ga that this was all Dry Country’s conspiracy and that Luo Jing was not fit to be the Saintess.

The mood gradually became agitated.

Under the instigation of some with ulterior motives, chants soon rose from below the ritual platform: “Saintess Dai, why did you sell the Sacred Gu Clan to Dry Country? Come out and explain!”

“Drive out Emperor Zi’an! Drive out Emperor Zi’an!”

Elders like Chan, who supported Luo Jing, appeared somewhat embarrassed. Now that Saintess Dai had just broken the contract with the Sacred Gu Silkworm, she was greatly weakened and unable to control the situation using martial power.

Elder Ga’s timing to oppose was clearly taking advantage of this moment.

Saintess Dai’s already pale face turned even paler.

As the situation took a sudden turn, the trusted aides of Emperor Zi’an swiftly moved to protect Emperor Zi’an and Wang Shouzhe.

“Heh heh, Shouzhe, oh Shouzhe, you’ve capsized now, haven’t you?” Emperor Longchang’s voice rang in Wang Shouzhe’s ears, “I taught you a lesson to learn slyness; the hearts of people in any country are never unified. There will always be people who, for the sake of power, would do many stupid things beyond your expectations.”

But despite his sarcasm, Emperor Longchang wasn’t worried at all about not being able to take down the Barbarian Gu Clan. After all, the Great Dry One Hundred Thousand Elites were encamped nearby; if all else fails, a direct military sweep would suffice.

The fighting will of the younger generation in the Barbarian Gu Clan was already weak, and they completely lacked the food supplies needed to resist an army.

Shouzhe’s move was still very clever.

“Your Majesty, promise me one thing: no matter what happens later, don’t get too emotional,” Wang Shouzhe’s telepathy also resonated in Emperor Longchang’s ears.

“What? What’s there for me to get emotional about?” Emperor Longchang scoffed disdainfully, “You underestimate me too much; in this small scene, I assure you, my heartbeat won’t even quicken.”

He felt that the current situation was a minor issue; with his, the Transcendent Emperor’s, strength, ensuring everyone’s safety was not difficult.