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"Very well, I must admit, I am somewhat inclined to believe in your concept of fate. However, it seems you have overlooked a significant question: why would your own kin seek to annihilate you? If you cannot provide me with a perfect motive for Alfalfa's actions, even if it means turning against her, I will not choose to assist you!"
Ye Feng had never held much regard for this group from the Ethereal Clan. The idea of being inexplicably urged to kill Alfalfa was difficult for him to accept.
The elder shook his head at these words, letting out a sigh as a profound sorrow flickered across his face.
"Motive, you ask? For a hundred years, we have been investigating why such traitors emerged. Initially, we could not comprehend why he would act that way until later, when we found clues in the last words of the Ancient Sorcerer!"
"What were they?" Ye Feng asked eagerly. This story was becoming increasingly intriguing to him, and he wanted to know how credible the prophecy of the Ethereal Clan's extinction truly was.
As the elder recalled the sorcerer's last words, the sorrow on his face deepened, revealing a heart-wrenching emotion. He rasped, "The changes that occurred ten thousand years ago have taken root deeply in this continent. The loss of Spirit Energy is not coincidental; the extinction of a race is merely the beginning!"
"We Ethereal Clan, who once roamed the universe freely, have now been cast into dust. Our kin are dwindling, drawing ever closer to extinction. It began with a prophecy and will surely end with one. We simply refuse to accept being toyed with by fate. Let me put it this way, young friend: the greatest reason for our Ethereal Clan's helpless decline is that our women are not adept at bearing children!"
"Or rather, at some point, our women lost their ability to reproduce. This led to our fundamental decline. That traitor believed he could continue our legacy by uniting with human women based on some ancient saying he had encountered."
"Did he succeed?" Ye Feng frowned; this was an outcome he had not considered. Meanwhile, in his mind, Xuan Lao explained: "The Ethereal Clan has strict orders prohibiting interbreeding with other races. They fundamentally believe that it would destroy the precious legacy of the Ethereal Clan!"
"In fact, this concern is not unfounded. Once members of the Ethereal Clan unite with outsiders, it indeed affects their innate gifts and disrupts their spatial secret arts, ultimately rendering them useless. You must understand that the greatest reliance of the Ethereal Clan lies in these spatial secret arts! If we allow our people to mix indiscriminately with others, it would lead to self-destruction!"
"I see," Ye Feng understood. "So that traitor's actions were misguided attempts?" However, the elder did not explain it that way; he spoke passionately.
"That damned fellow made a foolish move simply because he fell in love with a human woman and chose to oppose our entire race! How could we allow such actions to jeopardize our perfect legacy?"
"So you killed that woman, which ultimately led to that traitor's betrayal and his vow to destroy you?" Ye Feng cut straight to the point, guessing the rest of the story. The elder fell silent for a moment and could not find words.
Ye Feng sneered; it was truly an appalling past. It seemed that traitor acted out of love but ended up seeking revenge while being twisted into a villain by these people before him—prophecies were nothing but deceptions!
"Young friend, we hope you understand that under those circumstances at that time, we had no other choice. If other kin began to follow suit, then our Ethereal Clan would be on the brink of true extinction!" The middle-aged man—who was also Ling Er's father—began speaking on behalf of the elder.
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng chose not to say more. Each side had its reasons; since ancient times, matters entangled with love have always been difficult to judge fairly. More than this, he was concerned about what actions he should take next. Now that he understood both sides' grievances, what remained was his decision.
"If you can truly help us eliminate Alfalfa, beyond our original agreement, we are willing to make sacrifices!" The elder noticed Ye Feng hesitating and intensified his tone as he spoke these words.
This made Ye Feng narrow his eyes; it seemed there were still conditions left unspoken by them. He smiled lightly and feigned calmness as he said, "Let's hear it then; what sacrifices are you willing to make for your race's legacy?"
Ye Feng already had an answer in his heart, even if the other party did not say so. Regardless, he decided to agree, as it had nothing to do with the grievances between them. He simply felt that someone like Alfalfa Princess, once aware of what he and Xie Tianyu were doing, would definitely not let him off the hook.
Therefore, before the other party realized it, eliminating the danger in its cradle could help him avoid a disaster. As for Alfalfa's innocence? He did not believe she was an innocent woman at all.
Although he had never met her, his interactions with Xie Tianyu and others made him understand that the dark hands of Dark Exchange were undoubtedly vicious. Since that was the case, what was there to hesitate about?
The only thing Ye Feng could not determine was how many strong individuals were under Alfalfa Princess. Judging by Chifeng's strength, this mission would likely be far from ordinary in its difficulty.
Just as he was lost in thought, the old man’s expression turned grim, almost turning pale as he said, "We can form a union with you. If you don't mind, our clan's last remaining woman will be promised to you!"
"What!" Ye Feng was instantly pulled back to reality, his eyes widening in disbelief. Had he misheard? A cliché engagement?
He had never considered this aspect before, but the sacrifice mentioned by the old man was indeed a condition that sparked wild imagination. Ye Feng instinctively glanced at Ling'er because according to the old man's words, the last woman of the Ethereal Clan could only be her.
Sure enough, it must have been a prearranged sacrifice; Ling'er's face had turned extremely pale, her thin lips tightly pressed together! Yet they revealed a hint of youthful rosy color. To be fair, Ling'er was exceptionally beautiful and quite powerful; however, her cunning nature made it hard for Ye Feng to accept... too calculating...
But then again, Ye Feng found it utterly absurd. Just a moment ago, the old man had said that men and women of the Ethereal Clan were forbidden from mingling with outsiders. Wasn't this engagement a slap in the face?
Ye Feng shook his head, dismissing unrealistic fantasies from his mind. Just as he was about to say something, Ling'er's father spoke up: "Young friend, do not doubt our sincerity. At this point, our Ethereal Clan only wishes to survive. Although our daughter is the last woman of our clan, we can no longer afford to adhere to clan rules. If you are unwilling to make such a sacrifice, what you see before you—the Ethereal Clan—will be completely annihilated!"
"Therefore, we have decided that as long as we can eliminate Alfalfa as the sole threat, from now on, the Ethereal Clan can freely unite with humanity. As long as we can survive, whether we are strong or not no longer matters; perhaps this is exactly what our clan's shaman wanted to convey—a prophecy of self-destruction."
At this point, it could not be clearer. Ye Feng did not doubt their sincerity; however, the sudden proposal still struck him as absurd. Just moments ago, he and Ling'er were enemies; now they were expected to become husband and wife?
Romance was not something Ye Feng had in mind. If he had such intentions, he would have married Zhao Wan'er or Chen Xiaobing long ago... How could it possibly come down to Ling'er?
Clearing his throat a few times out of embarrassment and wanting to refuse, he suddenly heard Xuan Lao's reprimand ringing in his mind!
"Idiot! Don't be foolish! Agree to it!"
This left Ye Feng dumbfounded; Xuan Lao was not someone who meddled in others' affairs—why would he push him toward such an absurd decision? But then Xuan Lao's next words stirred something within Ye Feng!
"The secret techniques of the Ethereal Clan can actually be passed down through male-female unions. This means that once you have relations with that woman, there is a high probability you will inherit spatial secret techniques. How could you refuse such an opportunity?"
Ye Feng had not considered this aspect, but recalling the elder's words, he couldn't help but doubt, "Wasn't it said that if members of the Ethereal Clan mate with outsiders, it would lead to the loss of spatial secret arts? How can there be talk of inheritance?"
Xuan Lao immediately explained, "The loss doesn't happen all at once; it requires a process. A pure bloodline can still be adequately preserved in the first generation. However, as generations go by, even the purest bloodline will diminish. Therefore, if you are the first husband of this woman, the possibility of receiving the secret arts inheritance increases. The further down the line you go, the less likely it becomes!"
With this explanation, Ye Feng understood that there was indeed this aspect involved. He could comprehend the Ethereal Clan's reluctant decision. However, even so, accepting a woman as his own so quickly—especially one with whom he had previously had an unpleasant experience—was somewhat unsettling for him.
Old Xuan was unwilling to let this opportunity slip away! In his view, obtaining the Ethereal Clan's inheritance was a stroke of luck from heaven. He continued to persuade, "Fool! Do you know how much having a spatial secret art can enhance your strength? This condition is something you must accept at all costs!"
"But, Xuan Lao, I..." Ye Feng wanted to say more, but Xuan Lao interrupted him and continued, "Don't pretend to be a virtuous gentleman. Think about Zhao Wan'er; she was initially your cousin's fiancée and even tried to kill you. Yet later on, weren't you two quite close?"
Ye Feng was reminded of past events and felt his face flush. This expression seemed somewhat awkward to those from the Ethereal Clan, who interpreted it as shyness from the young man. The three elders exchanged comforting glances; it seemed that this young man still had a pure heart and could be considered a good son-in-law for their clan!
As Ling'er’s father watched Ye Feng, his gaze softened further. After all, their clan had no real grievances against Ye Feng. The earlier misunderstandings were resolved with explanations. If Ye Feng was willing to take risks for their clan's inheritance by confronting Alfalfa Princess, then based solely on that courage, how could he not be a good husband for their daughter?
Ultimately, the most awkward one present was Ling'er herself. With her elders determining her marriage like this, she did not throw a tantrum but understood the fate of her clan and was willing to make such a sacrifice. Moreover, Ye Feng was quite heroic for his age; after all, Ling'er was only sixteen and felt somewhat bashful!
This dramatic conclusion left everyone at a loss for words!
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