Chapter 1160: Chapter 1160
It was clear that the High Priest had not lied, and he wasn’t likely to lie. The Fox People masters eventually parted on unhappy terms, each leaving Holy Fox Canyon as if walking on cotton, separating from the High Priest.
"Do you think this could be a conspiracy by the White Fox Tribe? They have always been strong, just pretending to be weak to deceive us," a Black Fox master suggested. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝓷𝓮𝓽
"It shouldn’t be the case. According to the usual style of the White Fox Tribe, if they had not grown weaker, they certainly wouldn’t have put on such an act. You know, over the years, we’ve almost broken away from the control of the White Foxes." It wasn’t almost but rather that they had completely broken away a long time ago, and now it was just maintaining a nominal hierarchy.
"I think, at first, the decline of the White Fox was indeed true, but over these years, the White Fox Tribe has started to rise. They’ve been hiding their strength on purpose, worried about what measures we might take if we knew," someone pointed out.
"Now they’ve succeeded. Because they’ve always shown weakness, we didn’t realize that the White Fox Tribe’s strength had increased to this extent. The White Fox Tribe is truly formidable. They don’t exist in the form of a tribe, but have always been stationed here, making it easier for them to hide their people. They even deceive their own, so it’s no wonder we didn’t discover it."
They still thought this matter was related to the High Priest, that old fellow, who played his part very convincingly. Of course, some believed that the High Priest didn’t know, and that this was done secretly by the line of the Holy Maiden.
"No matter what, the White Fox Clan Leader must have been involved. Without his help, even the High Priest and the Holy Maiden’s line couldn’t possibly mobilize so many people to this place, we’ve been fooled this time."
Suddenly, the Red Fox First Elder spoke, "Analyzing from the words of the Holy Maiden, the White Fox Tribe now intends to reclaim the power to control the Fox Clan. What do you think we should do about this?"
Indeed, this was their greatest concern. The various major branches of the Fox People, accustomed to freedom, did not want to be controlled again. The feeling of having a Grand Emperor above them wasn’t very pleasant.
As for the ordinary, lower-ranking branches, they didn’t care. After all, whom they listened to didn’t make a difference.
It was the Five Major Branches who were truly worried, as they were the ones who enjoyed the most freedom.
"In fact, I don’t think there’s much of a problem. We are originally under the leadership of the White Fox Tribe. Now it’s just about returning to it. With the Magical Beast and the Griffin, it’s enough to make us stronger. Perhaps the next Beastman royalty will be us Fox People," a shaman said nonchalantly.
The Beastmen have two royal clans, one the Lion Clan and the other the Tiger Clan, with the Lion Clan being the controllers of this Beastman kingdom. In the central continent’s Quicksand Empire, it’s said that the controller has always been alternated between the Tiger and Lion Clans.
The status of the Fox People Clan is very awkward. Because they produce a large number of high-level shamans, the Fox People Clan is considered an aristocratic group among the Beastmen, with a high status. However, because of their own lack of strength, they always need the protection of others, resulting in the Fox People frequently being bullied by other groups, often having to offer a lot of benefits to gain protection.
Now the opportunity to change this situation was right before their eyes, and they had to grab it no matter what.
"I disagree, with this kind of Secret Method, even we have the capability to explore it ourselves, there’s no need to accept the charity of the White Fox Tribe. Not to mention, we’ve been independent for a long time, and the White Foxes have not assisted our development at all," said a member of the Fox People’s radical faction, believing that the White Foxes were no longer suitable leaders.
"Let it be, we won’t be able to come to a conclusion about this matter through discussion. It’s better to go back and inform the clan chief. As to what to do, we’ll have to wait for the chief’s orders," Red Fox High Priest said with some concern.
He knew, once addicted to power, it would be hard to give up. If the clan chief opposed, what would he do? He could only then provide the tribe with insurance for the upcoming change of times. Sigh, turbulent times awaited.
"That’s right, we should go back and discuss this matter thoroughly with our tribesmen. It’s about our future," the Brown Fox Tribe’s First Elder finally spoke up, for the first time on the journey.
"However, I must remind you, Holy Maiden Elsa obviously intends to take back power, and she has said she would visit us. How many troops she’ll bring and how she’ll visit, we’ll just have to wait and see," he warned.
Upon hearing his words, everyone became worried again. Knowing of the Holy Maiden’s reputation from the High Priest, she seemed to be a figure who prized martial prowess. For Beastmen, who revered strength, this was not displeasing or abnormal. But among the Fox People, especially when it came to a Holy Maiden like that, it left them uncertain about their fate.
If Elsa chose to use force to subjugate them directly, even if they were to unite and win, the loss would certainly be severe. Such a scenario, they couldn’t allow–they had to find a way to prevent it.
Sigh, truly a difficult autumn. If it hadn’t been for a battle with the Quicksand Empire before, suffering heavy losses, they wouldn’t be so passive now. Of course, if that hadn’t happened, maybe the White Fox Tribe would not have revealed their forces so soon either.
The group dispersed, hastening back towards their respective clans, each using their own methods to swiftly relay the news.
After returning to his tribe, the High Priest also remained silent, his head bowed. It was not until much later that other shamans asked what had happened. The High Priest looked up and said, "From now on, we must not oppose the Holy Maiden."
"Why? The status of the Holy Maiden is esteemed, not determined by martial force alone," someone protested.
The High Priest shook his head, "The Holy Maiden’s martial power is too high, and it has now become influential in decision-making. This time I coordinated with other Fox People masters to force a palace change, but do you know what I saw in Holy Fox Canyon?"
"Ha, it must have been a success, that little girl must have given up her Holy Maiden position," boomed a hearty voice. The surrounding shamans distanced themselves from this person, hadn’t he noticed the mood was off?
The High Priest shook his head, not punishing anyone, and instead recounted everything he had encountered. As they listened, the crowd around began to feel as if they were hearing a mythological tale. Could the White Fox Tribe really be that powerful? Hadn’t their people always been under their surveillance, with no signs of any major movements? This must be a joke, right?
Waving his hand dismissively, the High Priest said, "You continue with your work; I’m going to discuss this with the former Holy Maiden." The High Priest was unsure about his own future, but, regardless, there should not be any problems impeding the tribe’s development.