253: Chapter 253 Distributing Fortune, Shi Yan Learns of the Dragon Clan's Plans

Hearing this, understanding flashed in Shi Yan's silver eyes.

Hongjun! It really was him!

I knew it, the Western Luck is flourishing day by day.

How could Zhunti and Jieyin have the spare time to interfere with the Dragon Clan?

"Furthermore... Fellow Daoist," Jieyin's voice sounded increasingly deep in the transmission, even carrying a hint of helpless resignation, "to tell you the truth, it is already too late regarding the West Sea Dragon Clan."

Shi Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly, his gaze locking directly onto Jieyin.

Jieyin paused, glanced sideways at Zhunti beside him, who was pale and secretly repairing the seven treasures tree, and continued his voice transmission:

"Previously, in order to draw the Dragon Clan into the tribulation within ten thousand years, my Junior Brother Zhunti had already used his own Karma to forcibly intervene in the West Sea."

"Unless... you, Fellow Daoist, are willing to contend with the Heavenly Dao and forcibly terminate the Great Tribulation, the Dragon Clan's entry into the tribulation is already a foregone conclusion. Even if we stop, Teacher Hongjun can still indirectly push it forward using the Heavenly Dao Laws."

Hearing this, Shi Yan fell silent.

In the Void Realm, astral winds raged.

He looked at Jieyin and Zhunti before him, countless streams of light swirling in his silver eyes. After a long while, he slowly turned and left.

The moment he tore through the Void Realm, his indifferent voice slowly drifted down over Mount Sumeru:

"This matter, the Karma is settled."

With Shi Yan's departure, the prying gazes of the Heavenly Dao Saints and various great almighty experts of the Honghuang World who had gathered at Mount Sumeru dispersed one after another.

The matter had ended. The West had suffered a total defeat, leaving behind only the devastated headquarters of the Western Sect.

Jieyin and Zhunti stood atop Mount Sumeru, sensing the Western Sect's already thin Luck, which was now reduced by another thirty percent...

The road ahead seemed shrouded in fog, dim and lightless.

The two exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with grievance and bitterness, which finally turned into a sigh that echoed throughout the West.

"The West... is so bitter!"

At this moment, Zhunti also released the despair suppressed within his heart.

He reached his hand out toward the Coast of the East Sea, trying to claw back the Luck that should have belonged to the West, his tone desolate to the extreme:

"My Western Luck—!!"

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In the East Sea, within Three Immortals Island shrouded in immortal mist.

The first thing Shi Yan did upon his return was to send a voice transmission to Zhulong, who was far away in the Eye of the East Sea.

"Zhulong, I have accomplished what you requested."

"The West compensated thirty percent of their Luck; the Human Race gets twenty percent, and the Dragon Clan gets ten percent. Are you willing?"

At this moment, deep within the Eye of the East Sea, Zhulong, who was trapped by countless chains, was looking downcast when he suddenly received Shi Yan's voice transmission.

A smile finally appeared on his dim, sorrowful face.

Supporting his massive Dragon body, he bowed deeply and respectfully toward the Void Realm: "This matter is entirely up to the Heavenly Sovereign to decide!"

Just as he finished speaking, Zhulong added, "Heavenly Sovereign, as for the Spirit Treasures promised by the Dragon Clan, the Human Race will have to retrieve some of them themselves..."

The Dragon Clan had never even expected to get a share of the soup, let alone that Shi Yan would agree to help vent their anger.

To be able to obtain ten percent of the Luck was already a huge gain for the Dragon Clan.

Shi Yan gave a soft grunt of assent, indicating his understanding.

With the Dragon Clan sealing their clan, it was indeed inconvenient for them to deliver the Spirit Treasures to the Human Race.

The matters of the West were now fully settled.

Shi Yan then changed the subject, his previously relaxed tone turning solemn once again as he asked in a deep voice:

"But the West Sea Karma has been established, and the Heavenly Dao's move cannot be altered. Regarding this, what is the Dragon Clan's plan to cope with it?"

Shi Yan's heart was heavy.

The Phoenix Clan already had half a foot in the tribulation. If the Dragon Clan were also dragged into this meat grinder of a Great Tribulation, the pressure the Human Race would have to bear when the great war erupted would be even greater.

He absolutely could not allow the Dragon Clan to easily enter the tribulation.

But Jieyin was right. The Saint's Karma had already fallen, and Hongjun was using the Heavenly Dao Laws to indirectly push it. At this stage, the situation was already somewhat irreversible.

He could only pin his last shred of hope on the foundation of the Dragon Clan.

In the Eye of the East Sea, Zhulong was taken aback upon hearing this.

Then, his expression darkened, and he replied in a low, raspy voice:

"In response to the Heavenly Sovereign, regarding entering the tribulation... the Dragon Clan indeed has a plan to cope with it."

"Really?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Shi Yan's eyes lit up on Three Immortals Island.

As expected of a clan that has survived since the beginning of heaven and earth—truly steady!

Within the Eye of the East Sea, Zhulong took a deep breath, his tone carrying a hint of sorrow:

"In response to the Heavenly Sovereign, facing the Great Tribulation, our Dragon Clan plans to have a mutant clansman at the Middle Stage of Quasi-Saint leave the clan, connect with the Saint's Karma, and enter the tribulation to die in our stead!"

"Oh?" Shi Yan raised an eyebrow. "Is this method feasible?"

The calculations of the Heavenly Dao were incredibly tight, and Hongjun was watching constantly. Ordinary members of the Dragon Clan simply could not bear the Saint's Karma. To replace the Dragon Clan in entering the tribulation, it had to be a core figure of the clan, one who possessed a portion of its Luck.

For example, the Nine Sons of the Dragon, or someone like Zhulong!

Hearing Shi Yan's doubt, Zhulong deep in the Eye of the East Sea took a deep breath, his tone resolute:

"In response to the Heavenly Sovereign, this method is absolutely feasible!"

"The clansman responsible for dying in our stead is named 'San Bu Xiang'. During the Longhan Era, under the leadership of my eldest brother, the Ancestral Dragon, he was a hybrid mutant born by chance through combining the Bloodlines of the Primordial Phoenix and the First Qilin with my eldest brother's reproductive Divine Ability."

Speaking to this point, a complex and distant light flashed in Zhulong's eyes:

"Because of this, he carries a certain amount of the Dragon Clan's Luck."

"With San Bu Xiang's cultivation at the Middle Stage of Quasi-Saint, combined with the Dragon Clan's Luck, he is fully qualified to take on this Saint's Karma on behalf of the entire Dragon Clan."

"At that time, as long as he leaves the Dragon Clan, completely severs his connection with us, and actively enters the tribulation with that Karma, the Dragon Clan can use him as a decoy to shed our skin like a cicada and avoid entering the tribulation!"

Shi Yan sat cross-legged beside the Sanguang Holy Water Pool, his Primordial Spirit frantically calculating the feasibility of this plan.

A hybrid of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, bred by the Ancestral Dragon... such a background is indeed unique in the Honghuang World.

After contemplating for a long time, Shi Yan slowly opened his silver eyes and let out a sigh.

Looking through the endless Void Realm, he said:

"This plan is feasible, but in doing so... San Bu Xiang will surely face certain death... and his True Spirit might eternally fade into silence..."

For a great almighty expert of the Middle Stage of Quasi-Saint to bear a Saint's Karma, he might not be able to return even after countless future Great Tribulations...

Deep within the Eye of the East Sea, the golden light of the Heavenly Dao's shackles was incredibly dazzling in the darkness.

Hearing Shi Yan's sigh, Zhulong fell silent for a long moment before heavily uttering four words: "Indeed it is so."

In the Honghuang World, the strong are respected.

The weak can only preserve their lives through opportunistic tricks.

Shi Yan listened to Zhulong's suppressed yet resolute voice and did not reply.

Instead, he disconnected the voice transmission.

Although he sympathized with the Dragon Clan's plight, Shi Yan would not change it, nor would he comfort them.

The Dragon Clan's actions were voluntary, and even more so, they were what the Human Race needed.

If the Dragon Clan had not done this, and Fuxi had deduced this direction, Shi Yan would have definitely forced them to do so even if they resisted in every possible way!

Ultimately, the Dragon Clan and the Human Race were two different clans, and each had to strive for the continuation of their own.

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