Tian Yuan

Chapter 2208 Fear, Discussion

Chen Qingyuan took a small step forward, emerged from the void, and revealed his true appearance.

This trip is to get serious business done, so we should show our true selves and there is no need to hide anything.

“Your Majesty!”

As the ruler of the Immortal Ancient Clan, how could he not know Chen Qingyuan?

The moment he saw Chen Qingyuan, the hostility of the Shangqi clan leader immediately dissipated. He suddenly stood up and bowed.

Why is this person here?

The patriarch was frightened and uneasy.

He was originally still meditating and breathing, but the next moment he saw His Majesty overlooking the universe. The shock was so strong that it almost burst his psychological defenses in an instant. The pressure was like a mountain, and his soul was about to break.

"Don't blame me for coming here uninvited."

Chen Qingyuan was dressed in a light-colored brocade robe, appearing gentle and elegant. Although his aura was restrained and his edge was concealed, it could not conceal the supreme majesty that overwhelmed the world, which made people tremble with fear and awe.

Upon hearing this, the Shangqi clan leader lowered his hunched back even lower, beads of cold sweat forming on his temples. He said in panic, "Your Excellency, you are too kind. It is a great honor for our clan to have you here."

Ever since Chen Qingyuan wiped out an immortal ancient clan with a wave of his hand and killed an ancient emperor, the so-called pride of the ancient clan was like a piece of tofu that shattered at the touch and could no longer stand up.

"I came here this time to discuss something with the Shangqi Emperor Clan."

Chen Qingyuan's tone was calm, and contained a royal majesty that would not tolerate disobedience.

"Your command."

Chief Shangqi did not want to follow the path of the ancient Langyue clan, so he had to put his status in perspective, be humble, and smile flatteringly.

"I'd like to borrow a wisp of the Shangqi Emperor Clan's original Dao rhyme." Chen Qingyuan stated his purpose directly: "You can make a request, as long as it's not excessive, I can agree to it."

Although Zijun Sword had taken the initiative to follow Chen Qingyuan, it was, after all, the clan's most important weapon. Because of this relationship, Chen Qingyuan had some favorable impressions of the Shangqi clan.

"Original Dao Rhyme!"

Knowing Chen Qingyuan's intention, the clan leader's heart trembled and he subconsciously wanted to refuse, but fortunately he held himself back.

The clan leader's expression kept changing, but he didn't give a direct answer. "This is a serious matter. Could you please let me discuss it with the clan elders?"

"can."

Chen Qingyuan nodded.

"One hour at most. I won't keep Your Majesty waiting for long."

Before leaving, the clan leader set up a banquet to entertain Chen Qingyuan and express his highest respect.

Chen Qingyuan sat in a corner of the ancient temple, tasting spiritual fruits and fine wine.

……

Go to the imperial family and make preparations in the meeting hall.

The clan leader suddenly convened an emergency meeting. Except for those who were out or in seclusion, all other senior leaders were present, including several respected ancestors who were also awakened.

The clan leader, who was sitting in the main seat, had a solemn expression on his face, which made everyone present feel pressured and uneasy.

Seeing that most people had arrived, the clan leader directly stated the content of the meeting. Time was pressing, so he got straight to the point and did not hesitate: "Your Excellency has come to us to learn the origin of our clan. What are your opinions?"

After learning the content of the meeting, the clan leaders were shocked and tense, as if struck by lightning.

The hall was quiet for a moment, then became very lively.

The elders suppressed their shock and expressed their opinions.

"There are not many origins in the clan, no more than a handful of them."

"The Origin Dao Rhyme is too precious. It is the foundation of our clan. Can we discuss with His Majesty and exchange it for something else?"

"You're still negotiating with His Majesty. Are you crazy? With His Majesty's ability, if he insists on taking it, who can stop him? His Majesty seems to be negotiating with us, but in fact, we have no right to choose at all."

"..."

The elders discussed the matter, and most of them were unwilling to agree to send the original Dao rhyme away, fearing that it would shake the foundation of the tribe and have a huge impact on the future development of the tribe.

"Your Majesty, it is a great blessing that you did not take direct action. If we were not tactful, the consequences would be unimaginable."

An old ancestor who was about to die was silent for a moment, raised his head slightly, and his eyes flickered with a faint light. Everyone in the hall felt an extremely strong sense of oppression, and immediately stopped talking, as if afraid of the cicada.

After hearing the ancestor's words, some people woke up as if from a dream. There was no longer any embarrassment on their faces, only unspeakable fear.

Yes!

With your power, if you forcefully demand it, no one can stop you. The reason I gave you a heads-up in advance was out of respect for Zijun Sword.

If the Shangqi Emperor's family were to be shameless when given the chance, Chen Qingyuan would definitely have another way of dealing with it.

"What we are discussing is not whether to give or not, but how to trade."

The patriarch spoke and expressed his attitude.

Then, another round of intense negotiations began.

……

Deep in the imperial clan, in a corner of the ancient palace.

Chen Qingyuan finished drinking a pot of fine wine when the clan leader happened to walk in.

The clan leader did not dare to waste time. After finishing the discussion with the clan leaders as quickly as possible, he hurried back, extremely anxious.

"Your Majesty, we have already reached an agreement."

Chief Shangqi walked quickly to the front of Chen Qingyuan, without any arrogance and majesty of the ancient clan leader. He was like a waiter in a restaurant greeting a distinguished guest, servile and respectful.

Chen Qingyuan asked: "How do you say that?"

"The origin of the clan is willing to be given to His Majesty."

The patriarch leaned forward slightly and bowed.

Negotiating a deal with Chen Qingyuan would only be a one-time transaction and would not have much impact on the future of the Qidi clan. If it were a gift, it would be a favor and have far-reaching significance.

How could Chen Qingyuan not know the intentions of the Shangqi Emperor's family? He sat on the chair, stroking the armrests with his hands, squinting his eyes, and thinking silently.

Sometimes, free things are the most annoying.

As long as the Shangqi Emperor Clan offers a price, Chen Qingyuan will find a way to solve it and end this cause and effect.

Many people in the world know Chen Qingyuan's character, he values ​​friendship and keeps his promises.

This time, there was an opportunity. After some discussion, the top leaders of the Shangqi Emperor Clan immediately made a decision. Instead of reaching a deal, it would be better to establish a good relationship.

Although the so-called good karma does not bring any substantial benefits at present, it will become the most valuable trump card when the Qi Di clan encounters difficulties, protecting the clan from disaster and ensuring the continuation of inheritance.

Deep in the ancient temple, the clan leader, dressed in a dark brocade robe, always maintained a humble posture, looking at the floor with lowered eyebrows, his whole body as stiff as wood, and his heart filled with fear and trepidation.

He was afraid that Chen Qingyuan would not agree and he would lose the chance to get to know her.

He knew that this little clever trick could not be hidden from Chen Qingyuan's eyes, and it was very likely to cause Chen Qingyuan's displeasure, which would lead to him to bring down thunderous wrath and flatten this world in the blink of an eye.

He felt that the hall was too quiet. Not only could he hear his own heartbeat like a drum, but he could also hear the pulses throughout his body and even the sound of blood flowing.

These voices intertwined together, as if forming a fatal devilish sound, striking the patriarch's heart and soul again and again, making the fear on his face even more severe.