Gu Shengyin had no objections to Tamonâs actions.
If she wanted to become the Guide of the Owl Clan, she inevitably needed to stand on a transcendent status.
Moreover, from any perspective, she was fully entitled to enjoy such treatment.
With the immense energy Gu Shengyin commanded, even if she left the Owl Clan, she could establish a tribe as powerful as the Owl Clan in a very short time.
Tamonâs visit today was also for another matter.
"High Priest, the Beast Race gathering will take place in half a month at the Strength Tribe," Tamon came to inform her of this.
As the revered High Priest of the Owl Clan, Gu Shengyin was bound to attend such a grand gathering.
"I understand," Gu Shengyin nodded.
She would soon meet Vika.
Regarding the legendary Fox Clan, who was said to have numerous Beastman warriors under her beauty, Gu Shengyin was even a little curious.
Half a monthâs time was enough for the Beastmen of the Owl Clan to noticeably find their own strength transforming.
They might not look very different on the outside, but the transformation within was known only to themselves.
For teaching them the miraculous "Cultivation Technique" that had transformed them in this way, the Beastmen undoubtedly worshipped the High Priest even more.
For the Beast Race gathering, the Owl Clan, led by High Priest Wu Luo and Clan Leader Tamon, selected the most elite hundred Beastmen of their tribe to head to the Strength Tribe.
This gathering was both a platform for exchange between the major tribes and an opportunity to display their strength.
After each gathering, the power and prestige of the major tribes would go through a new reshuffle.
Tamonâs ambition soared; he was determined to let the Owl Clan shine in the gathering and show off their formidable strength to all their rivals.
Gu Shengyin saw through his thoughts and found nothing wrong with them.
In the Beastman Continent, where the powerful are revered, the principle everyone follows besides the Beast God is simply one: brute force!
To put it simply, whoever has the bigger fist is the boss!
Whatâs that? You speak of reason?
Sorry, I canât understand your reason in a Beastman World where even paper hasnât been invented yet.
This was why Gu Shengyin had such strong confidence that what she held in her hands was enough to establish a powerful Empire in this world.
As long as one becomes stronger, thatâs correct.
Representatives of the Owl Clan were respectfully welcomed into the venue, while many representatives of the smaller tribes had to find a suitable place for themselvesâsomewhere conspicuous yet not too prime. The prime spots were reserved for the larger tribes, and even if the smaller tribes arrived early to occupy them, they could not retain them.
Nobody thought there was anything wrong with such rules. You want a better place? Sure, no problem! Defeat the Beastmen of that tribe, and the place is yours.
Gu Shengyin sat at the position belonging to the Owl Clan, with Tamon voluntarily leaving the most prominent seat for her and seating himself a bit to the back.
As an elite young Beastman who had high hopes of vying for the next Clan Leader, Ovisâs position was not far from Gu Shengyinâs.
He couldnât help but gaze at the High Priest, his heart filled with joy and melancholy: joyous that he could keep watching the High Priest and melancholic because he did not know when she would notice him.
In his heart, he made a resolute decision, to get noticed by the High Priest, he would strive to become stronger.
Become the strongest Beastman, so strong that no one could ignore him.
Including her.