Ms. Doctor Divine

What remained conspicuously unspoken was the general disregard from other races towards the Clan Leader of the True Martial Race. It seemed as though they were deliberately turning a blind eye to his existence, behaving as if they were completely unaware of his position.

Despite his simmering anger, the Clan Leader of the True Martial Race found himself powerless in the face of this blatant disregard.

In a hurried attempt to break free from the stagnation, the Clan Leader orchestrated the swift marriage of his youngest daughter to the second son of a lesser clan leader within the same month. Finally, the True Martial Race had something to occupy themselves with, a much-needed distraction from their recent woes.

However, their respite was short-lived, as they soon received unsettling news. The Anicca Race, the Heaven Race, the Five Grains Race, and others were entering into cooperative alliances. The Anicca Race contributed pills, and in return, the other races provided resources apart from medicinal pills.

For instance, the Anicca Race might receive a certain quantity of medicinal pills, and in exchange, the Heaven Race would grant them access to their back mountain for hunting demon beasts. While each race contributed different resources, they all agreed to collaborate.

Even some smaller clans on the continent forged partnerships with the Anicca Race, excluding the True Martial Race.

Was this a sign of the True Martial Race being ostracized on the continent?

The races benefiting from the pills were flourishing, growing stronger under their influence, while the True Martial Race lacked such vital resources, steadily weakening. As time elapsed, the grim possibility of them having no place to reside on the continent loomed over them.

Contemplating the future filled the Clan Leader of the True Martial Race with apprehension. He could only lament his past decisions.

Why did he meddle in the power struggles of other races?

Had he refrained from interference, the Anicca Race would have remained distinct, and the True Martial Race would have retained its identity. The current animosity might never have arisen, and regretfully, the Clan Leader couldn’t help but rue his past actions.

Indeed, had they not severed the engagement in the past, what would the fate of the True Martial Race be now?

The Clan Leader of the True Martial Race hesitated to delve too deeply into that contemplation, consumed by an overwhelming sense of regret that drained his vitality.

In that same year, Kang Shi’s father, Kang Li, who doubled as the Clan Leader of the Impermanence Clan, contemplated passing his position to Kang Shi. However, Kang Shi declined the offer, opting instead to embark on a journey of training. Kang Li, respecting his decision, allowed him to go.

Before Kang Shi set out, he entrusted Gao Zhuo and Little Junior Sister as the Clan Leader’s trusted aides.

Meanwhile, seizing the opportunity presented by Kang Shi’s departure, Gao Zhuo and Little Junior Sister, having recently confirmed their intentions, expedited their wedding banquet to support Kang Shi.

Following the celebration, Kang Shi departed to fulfill his mission.

As the task concluded, Gu Chaoyan, unlike her previous ease, experienced a weighty sense of relief. The past ambition of elevating her cultivation level for revenge against Pei Yueling lost its luster upon discovering the truth about Huaijin—a mere clone.

Now hesitant, she refrained from delving too deeply into matters, grappling with a newfound fear of the unknown.

In a moment of recollection within the Chaotic Space, memories of the first encounter with Zhou Huaijin and their tea-drinking scene in winter sparked excitement in Gu Chaoyan.

Energized by the memories, she entered the tempering space, eager to engage in the process.

The cultivation level of a distinguished Golden Immortal Dao Ancestor was awe-inspiring.

Gu Chaoyan, feeling a weight lifted, released a sigh of relief.

Exiting the chaotic space, she now harbored two determined goals.

Firstly, she sought to locate Emperor Cang, questioning him about the reason behind his clone’s involvement in her life and the assistance provided.

Secondly, she demanded the return of his clone—Huaijin belonged to her, not merely as a clone.