Chapter 1171: Internal Strife of the Changyang Clan One (1/2)

Chapter 1171: Internal Strife of the Changyang Clan (One)

The great elders all sat in order on the stone seats within the pavilion. Many of them faintly smiled with joy they could not hide. Only Jian Chen was in a very bad mood because he knew what they were going to talk about next would definitely be related to the Saints’ Fruit.

Changyang Qing Yun looked around and gently cleared his throat. He said, “Since everyone is here, let’s cut to the chase. I believe everyone already knows what we are going to discuss, so let’s get straight to it. How do you feel that we should split the Saints’ Fruit?”

“Basically all the experts on the continent know that we, the Changyang clan, have obtained the Saints’ Fruit. In order to prevent a few experts from attacking our clan, since the temptation is too great, we need to use the fruit as soon as possible. Otherwise, won’t our losses be severe if it was taken away by someone else?” Changyang Qing Yunfeng righteously spoke.

“That’s right, and the appearance of the fruit this time has even lead to the collaboration of the path lord of carnal desires and the three Saint Emperors of the Beast God Continent. If the four of them attack our clan, regardless of the consequences they would face, in an attempt to obtain the fruit, we would end up in deep trouble,” said Changyang Yuan Wuji. He was grim.

“But there’s seven of us and only one fruit. How should we split it?” Changyang Yuan Zhenghua asked while deep in thought as the light in his eyes flickered.

“Who else can we give it to? Is there another Saint King at Great Perfection in our clan other than Qing Yun? In my opinion, the Saint’s Fruit should obviously go to Qing Yun. Only by giving it to him can we use the fruit to its greatest capacity,” Changyang Qing Yunfeng clearly stated.

“Qing Yun has reached Great Perfection many years ago, and he only lacks a final step before he can reach Saint Emperor. Using the fruit on him is a waste,” Changyang Yuan Zhenghua nonchalantly replied.

Changyang Qing Yun’s face changed slightly. Before he could say anything, Changyang Qing Yunfeng suddenly stood up and slammed the stone table before him. Although it was extremely tough, the sculpted table was reduced to dust. He angrily said, “Zhenghua, what are you trying to say? Are you saying that Qing Yun is incompetent?”

Changyang Yuan Zhenghua smiled slightly, “Please don’t get mad, brother Yunfeng. Qing Yun is the only Saint King at Great Perfection out of all of us as well as the most powerful member of our clan. I just feel that if we use the fruit on him, we won’t be able to use the fruit to its greatest potential.”

“Do you have an even better idea?” Changyang Qing Yunfeng asked with a sunken face.

“Of course!” Changyang Yuan Zhenghua smiled confidently and said, “Brother Qing Yun only lacks a fortuitous encounter before he can reach Saint Emperor. If we give the fruit to someone else and the worldly phenomena invoked by that individual when they become Saint Emperor is comprehended by brother Qing Yun, then reaching Saint Emperor obviously won’t be a question. That way, wouldn’t there be two Saint Emperors from a single fruit?”

“You say that easily. If reaching Saint Emperor really was that easy, the ten protector clans would not have run out of Saint Emperors. Zhenghua, I feel like you just want the fruit for yourself,” Changyang Qing Jueri coldly said as he rebuked Changyang Yuan Zhenghua.

The great elders argued intensely such that they all became flushed. All that was missing was for them to fight. None of them noticed Jian Chen’s pale-white face.

“Everyone!” Changyang Zu Yunxiao finally yelled. He calmly said, “All you think about is how the Saints’ Fruit will be distributed. You haven’t considered just who obtained the fruit at all. The fruit isn’t any of ours. It belongs to Xiangtian.”

“Correct, Xiangtian’s contributions in obtaining the fruit were crucial. That’s an irrefutable truth. However, if we hadn’t intervened in the end, how would he have broken free from the encirclement? And with Xiangtian’s unprecedented talent, having attained such accomplishments in less than a hundred years, his future is unlimited. If he uses a heavenly resource to become a Saint Emperor with his talent, it’s not necessarily a good matter either. It’s extremely possible that Xiangtian won’t be able to advance any further after becoming a Saint Emperor through these means,” said Changyang Qing Jueri.

“Out of all of us, the person who has the most authority in distributing the fruit is Xiangtian. Xiangtian, why don’t you say what you plan on doing?” Changyang Zu Xiao suggested. He too drooled over the Saints’ Fruit inside. After all, it was something that could give birth to Saint Emperors.

Jian Chen glanced over the seven of them and said, “Great elders, the arguments today have been so intense. Let’s talk about the Saints’ Fruit some other day just in case we fall out with one another.”

“No, we can’t leave the Saints’ Fruit hanging around. We need to deal with it as soon as possible. I worry about intruders,” a great elder firmly responded.

Jian Chen’s heart sank. He knew that it was no longer possible to drag things out, so he made up his mind, “I’ll be honest. When I obtained the fruit, I already had an owner in mind, and it’s not me, nor any of you here.”

“Is it the three magical beasts? No, the Saints’ Fruit is sacred to the humans. It cannot be consumed by magical beasts,” Changyang Qing Yun reacted violently. He suddenly stood up and glared at Jian Chen.

“No, it’s not them, but the grand elder of Mercenary City, senior Tian Jian. I’ve specifically fought for the fruit for senior Tian Jian,” Jian Chen replied. He no longer had any room for regret now.