Chapter 362: Speculation!

Bai Qianhe paused slightly, then immediately laughed and said:

“Dao Brother speaks reasonably, so I won’t make a long speech.”

After finishing, his expression grew a little more serious as he continued:

“To put it simply, the Cang Blood Tribe back then was forced by external crises. The twelve tribes had no choice but to huddle together for warmth. Coincidentally, twelve geniuses emerged, and this decision was made, ultimately leading to the birth of the Cang Blood Tribe.”

“Later, after those twelve geniuses passed away, the Cang Blood Tribe began to show signs of separation. However, since many external threats still lingered, and the succeeding tribal leaders had considerable strength, the matter was dragged on until now.”

“As time slowly passed, no one knew how many years had gone by since the birth of the Cang Blood Tribe. Now, the trend of division has reached its peak. Yet at this very time, twelve new geniuses have emerged, and some want to take this chance to reinforce the unity of the Cang Blood Tribe.”

“But unfortunately, these twelve so-called Holy Sons have yet to fully mature in strength. Without enough power to deter others, their role is more symbolic than practical. For this reason, they have prepared a new plan!”

Hearing this, a sudden flash of insight passed through Gu Fan’s mind. He turned to look at Bai Qianhe, who smiled and said:

“That plan is to create a new crisis, and then let the Twelve Holy Sons act as spiritual symbols, leading the entire Cang Blood Tribe into unity once again!”

“You must know, the last life-and-death crisis gave birth to the Cang Blood Tribe. Now that the tribe faces division, what step forward will another crisis force them to take?”

The corners of Gu Fan’s lips slowly curled into a smile as he said:

“Only a new crisis can push the Cang Blood Tribe, on the verge of division, to undergo transformation. I think their goal definitely isn’t as simple as just strengthening tribal unity.”

“Their aim might even be the position of the Four Major Sects!”

Bai Qianhe laughed and said:

“Exactly. As the saying goes, ‘Without destruction, there is no rebirth. After breaking, comes rebuilding.’ Isn’t this also a way to break through the current predicament?”

By now, Gu Fan had basically understood his meaning.

Even if the Twelve Holy Sons truly were the reincarnations of those twelve geniuses from back then, strength still had the final say.

Clearly, their current strength was insufficient, so the only choice was to create a crisis.

And when the crisis arrived, the twelve tribes would be forced to unite.

At that moment, the symbolic identities of the Twelve Holy Sons would be enough to make everyone set aside their grudges.

Only then would they become the true voices of authority in the Cang Blood Tribe.

As for the crisis… with the Cang Blood Tribe already standing as a top-tier power, who else could it be besides the Four Major Sects?

But who exactly was the target of the Cang Blood Tribe?

Gu Fan could not be certain. At present, the weakest among the Four Major Sects were the Gu Family, followed by the Sacred Land Yaochi.

Logically speaking, these two should be the targets of the Cang Blood Tribe.

But speculation alone could not serve as evidence, and Gu Fan dared not claim it would definitely be so.

At the same time, he could also guess that the Twelve Holy Sons definitely had supporters backing them. The only question was: from which faction within the Cang Blood Tribe?

From this, Gu Fan knew that the person before him was by no means an ordinary intelligence dealer.

Such information was not something just anyone could obtain.

Of course, it was not impossible that the man was spouting nonsense.

But such details were no longer important. Once the Grand Assembly officially began, most of the truth would come to light.

“Do you have any other information?”

Bai Qianhe chuckled.

“What else does Dao Brother wish to know?”

“For example, whether the Twelve Holy Sons are truly the reincarnations of the twelve geniuses from back then?”

Bai Qianhe was a little surprised at this question, but he still replied:

“The matter of reincarnation is no secret in Destiny Continent. Strictly speaking, before their passing, ancient experts would often try to leave behind a path for possible return.”

“There are many methods, and reincarnation is one of them.”

“According to recent records, the last confirmed successful reincarnation was that of Senior Black Emperor seven thousand years ago. But that was only after he had reached an extremely high realm, ensuring his safety, that he openly declared his past identity.”

“But for one who has just emerged into the world, and whose strength has only reached the Three Blossoms Realm, to dare publicly announce their past life identity—this is indeed surprising.”

“Another point is that anyone capable of touching upon the art of reincarnation was without exception close to the supreme realm. But the twelve geniuses of that era had not reached such a level. Otherwise, the twelve of them would have dominated Destiny Continent. Why would there be a need to leave behind the Four Major Sects?”

After listening, Gu Fan understood Bai Qianhe’s meaning.

This explanation fit much better with his own inner thoughts.

Though he had not yet met the Twelve, various signs suggested that they were most likely the twelve figures he had seen within the Spatial Passage.

If it really was them, then by his speculation, the chance they came from the Void Sacred Realm was far greater. How could they possibly be the reincarnations of the Cang Blood Tribe’s twelve geniuses?

But if it truly was so, then the matter became even more interesting.

Surely, the Cang Blood Tribe would not fail to recognize their own Old Ancestors, even if they were reincarnated?

Impossible… unless, it was not ignorance but acceptance.

If that were the case… then at least one or two tribes within the Cang Blood Tribe had already been subverted.

That would explain why they deliberately cooperated with the Twelve’s plan.

As for the goal… it was obvious—to disrupt the very core of Destiny Continent from within.

The enemies from the Void Sacred Realm had not even arrived yet, but Destiny Continent was already on the verge of tearing itself apart.

And this struggle involved the Four Major Sects. Once it started, there would be no easy way out.

At that point, both sides would suffer, powerful experts would fall, and in the aftermath of such a break, the Void Sacred Realm could directly invade.

By then, there would be almost no resistance left.

Thinking of this, Gu Fan did not even need to keep pondering. The ending was already predictable.

He exhaled softly. He had not expected a mere Tri-colored Yuan Crystal Stone to bring forth such a wealth of information.

True or false, it at least gave him some precautionary awareness.

“Dao Brother, are you satisfied with this intelligence? Wasn’t the Tri-colored Yuan Crystal Stone you offered worth every bit?”

“Hehe, these are merely Brother Bai’s words. I can only say I’ll keep them in mind. But since the deal is complete, I won’t haggle further.”

Hearing this, Bai Qianhe smiled and nodded, then prepared to seek his next customer. But after some thought, he turned to Gu Fan and said:

“Dao Brother is powerful, but this Grand Assembly clearly targets the Four Major Forces. If Dao Brother is among them, you had better prepare early!”

With that, he cupped his fists and strode away. Judging by his demeanor, he had already locked onto his next trading partner and could not wait to make the deal.

Only Gu Fan was left standing there, silently lost in thought.

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