"In theory, that cat demon should have died long ago — it lost its aura back when my ancestor was still alive."
"But not only did it not die, it somehow used some unknown method to disguise itself as a cat demon."
"It even manipulated Zhan Haichuan into allying with it. Fortunately, Zhan Haichuan realized back then that if the cat demon succeeded, it would never leave anyone from our Ancient War Clan alive."
"He really was soft-hearted. Without the cat demon's help, he never would have gained the trust of our Ancient War Clan — he wouldn't even have qualified to return. Yet in the end, he chose to stand with us."
"The result was that the cat demon was killed, and as for a traitor like Zhan Haichuan, naturally I didn't let him go. He managed to escape, but I dealt him a severe injury."
"All these years, Zhan Haichuan never came back for revenge. I suspect he's probably dead."
"What I didn't expect was that the traitor Zhan Haichuan is gone, yet the cat demon somehow survived — and has grown even more powerful than before."
The Ancient War Clan's patriarch personally recounted the truth, and paired with his smug, utterly remorseless expression, the impact was far more infuriating than when True Dragon had told the story.
"I truly never imagined your Ancient War Clan could be this despicable — and you don't feel the slightest bit of remorse."
"How can a person be this shameless?" Chu Feng asked.
The Ancient War Clan patriarch was entirely unfazed. Instead, greed surfaced in his eyes — the unmistakable gaze of a predator sizing up its prey.
"Little friend Chu Feng, I'll admit that cat demon did suffer greatly. But its value was completely extracted by my clan's ancestors long ago. In truth, we descendants never gained anything from that creature."
"If it wants revenge, it should go after my ancestors. How did it end up targeting us? If you ask me, we're the ones who've been wronged."
"But fortunately, you've come. Not only do you possess the legendary Bloodline of the King, you also carry the legendary Origin of the Meridians."
"I believe your arrival will mark a new beginning for our Ancient War Clan."
Hearing this, Chu Feng's expression changed dramatically. "You already knew who I am? You can see the outside world?"
"Of course. This is a world crafted by our Ancient War Clan's ancestors. Your methods may be lacking, but do you really think we'd have none?"
"We've known everything that's been happening outside from the very beginning."
"Your famous reputation has long since reached our ears."
"The greatest prodigy of the current Divine Era — even the legendary Origin of the Meridians was conquered by you."
These words came from Zhan Moli. At this moment, she was like her father — her entire demeanor had transformed. Gone was the poised elegance from before. Instead, like her elder sister, she now resembled a venomous serpent.
"So you did it all on purpose."
"You knew from the start that my bloodline would be useful to you," Chu Feng said.
"Of course. We sisters share such a deep bond — how could we possibly fall into conflict over an outsider?"
"That was all Father's plan. I was to provoke you first, then my sister would win your favor and trust. Once you let your guard down, we'd use you to refine that bronze cauldron and destroy the cat demon," Zhan Mudan said.
By now, the numerous elders of the Ancient War Clan had already surrounded Chu Feng and the others in a tight encirclement.
Clearly, every single one of them had been in on this.
"We came here, and my father knows about it. If anything happens to us, our Xianhai Fish Clan will never forgive you," Xianhai Shaoyu said.
"Ha ha ha ha ha…" But upon hearing this, the Ancient War Clan patriarch threw his head back and roared with laughter.
Not just him — Zhan Mudan, Zhan Moli, and every member of the Ancient War Clan present were laughing. It was mocking laughter.
"Do you really take this old man for a fool? If your father could come in, he would have done so long ago."
"Besides, now that we have Chu Feng, our Ancient War Clan is about to rise to prominence. Why would we fear a mere Xianhai Fish Clan?"
With that, the Ancient War Clan patriarch turned to Chu Feng. "Isn't that right, little friend Chu Feng?"
"Ah…"
Chu Feng did not answer directly. Instead, he let out a long sigh.
"Truthfully, back then I did have some ties with the branch lineage of the Ancient War Clan."
"At the time, I rather admired the main lineage of the Ancient War Clan."
"But I truly never imagined that the main lineage would turn out to be a bunch of such contemptible wretches."
"No wonder those seniors' ancestors chose to leave you behind."
"Oh, I forgot — you're actually the War Clan, not the Ancient War Clan."
"The only reason you call yourselves the Ancient War Clan is because you refined the flesh and blood of the Ancient Sacred Beasts."
Chu Feng's gaze was filled with nothing but contempt.
"Chu Feng, spouting sharp words is meaningless. The martial world has always been about the strong devouring the weak — the victor takes all. Talk of righteousness? That's just digging your own grave."
"Because this world only remembers the final victor, and true history is written by the final victor."