Chapter 658: The Star Disciple's Bias, Blood Clan Progenitor Gurlad's Favor

[Greenfield Cruise Ship; Latest News: Blood Clan Progenitor Gurlad has awakened. He convened a Transdimensional Meeting, lodged protests against several other factions during the meeting, and directly exchanged insults with the Blood Duke, which enraged the Blood Duke and sparked a faction war]

Staring at the message Greenfield sent, Yu Yuan silently swore under his breath.

Gurlad this fierce?

He immediately voiced the doubt in his mind.

Greenfield’s own confusion had to be even greater.

[Greenfield Cruise Ship: Don't say we're confused — even the top Gold-tier big shots are seriously puzzled right now! From the intel so far, Gurlad used to be cold and calculating.

He handled things slowly, rarely confronting others head-on. Even when conflicts happened, he would sneer from the victor’s vantage point.

This time is very strange. Since his awakening, he's become much more irritable, like he's about to tear everything down......]

Yu Yuan: .......

[Yu Yuan Shelter: No, sister, your approach is a little wild! You even know what the Blood Clan Progenitor used to be like? And how do you know what the Gold-tier bosses are thinking — canonical history or rumor? Or did you make it up?

Stop messing around, this is not the time for your self-editing.]

Pfft...

When the Star Disciple heard Greenfield read the information out loud, he couldn't help laughing.

Greenfield looked at the Star Disciple, a little speechless.

"Interesting! Don't worry, tell him this intel is authentic. Say I want to see what kind of waves he can really make."

A faint, intriguing glint flashed in the Star Disciple's eyes.

After speaking, the Star Disciple dissolved into starlight with a soft chuckle.

Greenfield watched him vanish, and only after a dozen seconds confirmed the Star Disciple had indeed left.

She finally exhaled in relief.

Then she hurriedly sent the information to Yu Yuan, while mentally grumbling:

"This is bad. Why would the Prophet know about 'Black-hearted Fish'? Trouble."

Yu Yuan was stunned when he saw Greenfield's message.

[Yu Yuan Shelter: The Prophet of the Star Track Cult? A Transdimensional-above existence? He knows about my relationship with you, and he was the one who provided those intel bits just now? Are you sure?]

[Greenfield Cruise Ship: I'm sure. He just left! The Prophet is the strongest in our cult, a Transdimensional-above presence. It's not surprising he can bypass some of your concealment items.

After all, he is the Prophet! It's not an exaggeration to call him the most omniscient being on the entire Civilization Ladder.]

Yu Yuan scratched his head and frowned.

He already understood what Greenfield meant, but the concealment status he had added to himself wasn't from a Civilization Treasure Chest item.

It came from a Celestial Phenomena Card!

The Star Disciple's power was terrifying.

Yu Yuan immediately tagged the Star Disciple as Dangerous.

The Star Disciple's Danger Level even exceeded that of Blood Clan Progenitor Gurlad.

After all, Gurlad did not know of his existence, so Yu Yuan still had a chance to stay hidden in the background.

But now he was exposed to the Star Disciple, and his life and death rested entirely on the other's decision.

If the other wanted to target him, there was no need for direct action.

Simply leaking his existence would be enough to draw the hostile attention of the Fallen Abyss, Snake Kiss, the Blood Clan, and the Bloodlands.

A Bronze Rank player pulling the strings and playing with the leaders of four factions?

Yu Yuan couldn't imagine what would happen if they discovered the truth.

But Yu Yuan relaxed his brow soon after.

"From the current situation, although I don't know the Star Disciple's motives, he obviously wants to use me for something. At least for now I still have utility, so I don't need to worry about being exposed."

"Judging by his actions, he might even help cover for me, which would be to my advantage."

"Wait!" Yu Yuan suddenly realized.

"Doesn't that mean the Star Track Cult is effectively on my side now?"

Yu Yuan's eyes brightened. The head of the Star Track Cult standing with him — regardless of ulterior motives — meant a real ally for now.

With the Star Track Cult providing cover for some upcoming moves, wouldn't that be...

Yu Yuan's heart raced.

While Yu Yuan was pondering, Xiao Xi — who was in the midst of an elders' council meeting — slowly calmed her racing emotions.

Her gaze fixed on the seat at the very front.

A handsome man exuding lazy, aristocratic bearing sat in the chair, propping his face with his left hand and reclining against the seat.

His jet-black hair fell behind him, and his wine-red eyes seemed to possess a kind of magnetism that made anyone who looked at him want to fall under his sway.

Everyone lowered their heads, unwilling to meet his gaze.

Although he was only a projection, the invisible pressure filled the whole meeting hall, making people short of breath.

This man was the Blood Clan Progenitor — Gurlad.

His gaze landed on Xiao Xi.

"So you are Moon Shadow's Breath?"

Xiao Xi's heart jumped. She hadn't expected to catch the progenitor's attention. In the past, this would have thrilled her to no end.

But now she was enslaved by Yu Yuan, and being singled out by a Transdimensional-above presence made her nervous.

Still, she thought of her master's upcoming plans.

Xiao Xi immediately bowed to Gurlad.

"Your Excellency."

Gurlad's eyes scanned Xiao Xi and he raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Your body has suffered severe depletion?"

"Reporting, Your Excellency. Black Ice of the Bloodlands is far stronger than I am. To prevent him from being taken down, I used my origin essence blood. My entire vital blood burned excessively. I have taken Blood Brew and am currently fine. With time I will fully recover."

"Such strong restorative effects, able even to supplement the origin essence blood..." Gurlad smiled.

"It seems your creation of Epic-tier Blood Brew was not a lie. However... I heard from Night Ancient that one of your descendants was captured. How can you still brew Epic-tier Blood Brew?"

Xiao Xi nodded slightly.

"Reporting, Your Excellency. The descendant was indeed captured by someone suspected to be from the Bloodlands. During this time I have been studying the brewing notes the descendant left behind. After repeated trials, I finally discovered some brewing ideas.

But the success rate and yield remain low. After so long I only succeeded in brewing three bottles, which I used all up in this battle."

"These were meant to be reported only when the brewing stabilized, but... it was too difficult."

Saying this, a trace of regret appeared on Xiao Xi's face.

Gurlad listened, and admiration flickered in his gaze toward Xiao Xi.

"Good. You were promoted to Silver Rank and defeated a player on the Bloodlands leaderboard, which bolstered our morale. Even after losing your descendant, you continued researching Blood Brew. Very good — this is how our Blood Clan descendants should behave.

Ambition has never been a derogatory word. It is your medal of merit."

Gurlad cast his eyes toward Night Ancient.

"Night Ancient, your descendant was trained well! From now on, Moon Shadow's Breath will surely be a thorn in the Bloodlands' side. She must not fail. Understood? Reward her with 1,000 bottles of Epic-tier Blood Brew and sufficient wartime supplies. Understood?"

"Don't they want to watch the show? They want to see how the Bloodlands try to eliminate Moon Shadow's Breath and strike us? Then let them watch."

"Remember, Moon Shadow's Breath must not be defeated. Understood?"

Night Ancient shivered involuntarily at the order.

He immediately accepted the command.

"Yes!"