125: Chapter 125 You three women are really all brawn and no brains!

"It's you!"

Jiang Feng's finger pointed steadily at the Chilian Tribe's esteemed Old Chieftain, Old Chieftain Shangguan Xuanyi.

This action was no different than a sudden thunderclap on flat ground!

A war slave actually dared to publicly accuse the tribe's highest authority!

"Presumptuous!"

"Take him down!"

The two female warriors guarding Old Chieftain Shangguan Xuanyi were furious, their Aura erupting as they immediately moved to step forward.

"Stand down."

Old Chieftain Shangguan Xuanyi merely raised her hand, her voice raspy, and the two enraged female warriors abruptly stopped in their tracks.

Her murky old eyes stared fixedly at Jiang Feng.

"Do you know what you are saying?"

"Of course I do."

Jiang Feng flicked his robe, his words sharp as knives.

"You are unworthy of being a mother! Toward your own biological daughters, you used the clumsiest imperial balance-of-power tactics. Isn't this obviously forcing them to slaughter each other?"

After saying this, his finger turned toward Shangguan Wuqing, who was kneeling on the ground in a daze.

"You knew full well that she has a detached temperament and only wants to Cultivate, yet you insisted on making her the first heir, forcing her to live in the center of the storm!"

His finger turned again, pointing at Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei, whose face was ashen.

"And you knew this younger one is ambitious, dreaming of becoming the tribe leader! Not only did you not discipline her, but you also dangled the position of second heir in front of her, giving her hope she shouldn't have had!"

"What is the result of this? Mutual destruction! Internal tribal strife! Even if one side luckily wins a pyrrhic victory, the remaining remnants will only be torn to shreds by surrounding tribes like hyenas smelling blood!"

The muscles on Old Chieftain Shangguan Xuanyi's aged face twitched, her lips trembling, and it took a long while before she squeezed out a sentence.

"I... I just wanted to temper them..."

"Temper them?"

Jiang Feng sneered, interrupting her directly.

"What a fine way to 'temper' them! Watching the clansmen bleed into rivers, you hid in your nest and did nothing. Watching your eldest daughter about to be butchered by her own sister, you still did nothing. Now that I've resolved the matter, you suddenly know how to come out with your cane, spout nonsense, and assert your authority as leader?"

Every word pierced the heart!

Old Chieftain Shangguan Xuanyi was rendered speechless, her old face flushed deep red, her hand gripping the cane trembling violently.

"Jiang Feng, you must not be rude to Mother!"

Shangguan Wuqing finally reacted, stepping forward to try and dissuade him.

Jiang Feng merely swept a cold glance at her.

With just that one glance, the rest of Shangguan Wuqing's words were stuck in her throat.

"I haven't even started on you yet!"

Jiang Feng scolded her unceremoniously.

"Your sister brought people to kill you right at your doorstep, and you kept retreating, enduring everything! Thinking of family ties? Foolish! When she was hacking at you with a blade, did she ever consider that you are her sister? You wasted all this strength of yours; you deserve to be ridden on and schemed against!"

Shangguan Wuqing was left speechless by the scolding.

Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei, however, was trembling all over.

She suddenly looked up at her sister, sensing that surging Aura, and only then realized that every previous confrontation, every one of her so-called "successful schemes," was nothing more than her sister letting her win!

Regret and shame made her feel like she couldn't breathe.

After finishing with Shangguan Wuqing, Jiang Feng's gaze fell upon the dejected Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei.

"And you."

Jiang Feng's tone was filled with undisguised disdain.

"Did you really think your clumsy schemes and methods could manipulate me at will? In my eyes, compared to your petty cleverness, a three-year-old playing house seems more sophisticated."

"If it weren't for the fact that you brought me back to the tribe and still have some use, I would have punched you to death long ago! Would it even be your turn to collude with outsiders and perform this rotten play of forcing the palace and killing your sister?"

With these words, he scolded the three most powerful women of the Chilian Tribe present one by one.

Finally, Jiang Feng looked around at the three of them and delivered his concluding remarks.

"In short, you three women really live up to an old saying from where I come from."

He paused, and under everyone's nervous gaze, he slowly spat out four words.

"All chest, no brains."

"Jiang Feng, you!"

"You are presumptuous!"

"You..."

The three women, Old Chieftain Shangguan Xuanyi, Shangguan Wuqing, and Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei, were almost simultaneously so angry they were jumping with rage, their faces flushed red, yet they couldn't say a complete sentence to refute him.

"What about me?" Jiang Feng directly ignored their anger. "I advise you to save your energy and think carefully about how to deal with the Snake-Person Tribe's imminent, insane retaliation!"

After saying this, Jiang Feng walked straight into a nearby stone house to find water to drink, leaving the three women in disarray.

They all knew in their hearts that every word Jiang Feng said was the truth.

The tribe was in internal strife, and their elite forces were lost. The Snake-Person Tribe had lost their strongest eleven Snake Guards here, and this blood debt would definitely be counted against the entire Chilian Tribe. Once their great army arrived, the current Chilian Tribe would have absolutely no power to resist.

The only hope...

The three women's gazes, without prior agreement, all fell on the doorway of that stone house.

After drinking water, Jiang Feng strolled out and saw three pairs of eyes wanting to speak but hesitating.

He subconsciously covered his chest with both hands, then sighed helplessly without speaking.

His gaze crossed the crowd and cast toward the deepest part of the tribe.

There, stood an ancient Seven-Story Stone Pagoda.

He thought of Xiaomei.

That little girl who was a bit timid, but had mustered all the courage of her life to confess to him.

Xiaomei had once told him with a face full of admiration that the stone pagoda was the tribe's Holy Land, and no one had been able to reach the top for a thousand years. But as long as someone could climb to the seventh floor and obtain the "chilian staff" at the top of the tower, they could become the tribe's rightful new leader, command the seven powerful guardians stationed at the stone pagoda, and become the tribe's protector.

Regardless of gender.

Jiang Feng had no interest in being a leader, nor did he have any interest in saving the world.

He only wanted to find the "Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Technique" as soon as possible and then leave this damn place.

But now it seemed that if he wanted to find the Cultivation Technique peacefully, he had to first help stabilize this mess.

Jiang Feng suddenly grinned.

He whispered to himself, his voice not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Fine, Xiaomei said I am a great hero who stands tall between heaven and earth."

"Then today, this Old Ancestor will be this great hero for once."

"Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei, remember, you still owe me a life!"

Before the words had even faded.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Jiang Feng violently stomped his legs against the ground!

Boom!

The hard ground exploded with a roar.

And his figure had already transformed into a streak of black lightning, shooting into the sky!

That unyielding and resolute Aura shot straight toward the Seven-Story Stone Pagoda that had been silent for a thousand years!

"He... he is going to storm the Holy Tower?!"

The cane in Old Chieftain Shangguan Xuanyi's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," and her aged face was filled with shock that could not be described in words.