Crazy! Are You Really A Beast Tamer?

If one said Chen Tong was wavering between himself and his clan, Zhang Yue could still forgive him.

After all, Chen Tong was not raised by his side from childhood, and the clan had a profound influence on him.

But it was the fact that Chen Tong revealed to his clan the news of the Blood Race seed planted inside him that caused Zhang Yue to be utterly disappointed in Chen Tong.

Up until now, only a few people knew about the Blood Seed within him, aside from Fang Mu and his group who had cooperated with his actions; only Chen Tong remained.

Chen Tong's reaction confirmed Zhang Yue's thoughts.

Zhang Yue had always been soft-hearted towards Chen Tong, precisely because Chen Tong had always been that well-behaved child in his memory.

Even as the influence of the Blood Seed on Zhang Yue grew deeper in recent years, he never slackened in his guidance towards Chen Tong.

Yet that cup of fresh, foul-smelling blood completely severed the master-disciple relationship between him and Chen Tong.

Zhang Yue's glance towards Chen Tong shifted from disappointment to complexity, then to icy coldness; soon, he turned his gaze towards the ashen-faced Chen Boyuan.

Zhang Yue's left fist slammed forcefully onto the table as he roared at Chen Boyuan.

"Chen Boyuan, I have always treated you well. When I first settled in your Qingmo Clan, you promised to support me with the strength of your entire clan, just asking for a future for the Qingmo Clan."

"Since I've helped, the Qingmo Clan has risen above the other three clans and become the strongest aristocratic family in Boundless City."

"I fulfilled my promise, and this is how your Qingmo Clan repays me?"

After saying this, Zhang Yue's spiritual power surged violently, and two purple-black thorns burst from behind him, shattering the statue in the ancestral hall that bore at least a ninety percent resemblance to Zhang Yue.

"Initially, you flattered me by adding my statue to the ancestral hall to worship me alongside the ancestors of the Qingmo Clan."

"Did you already plan today's move from the beginning?"

Chen Boyuan well knew that Zhang Yue would not let him off the hook, and the entire Qingmo Clan would be implicated due to his arrangements.

Chen Boyuan had already heard of the Lingdian Clan's downfall and guessed the fate awaiting the Qingmo Clan.

Hearing what Zhang Yue said, Chen Boyuan gave a bitter smile and stood up.

From the beginning, everything Chen Boyuan said and promised was sincere, but as the Qingmo Clan's overall strength and status in Boundless City kept rising, so did Chen Boyuan's ambition.

Especially after discovering that Zhang Yue's strength had not reached the Grandmaster Creator level but was just a peak Sequantial powerhouse, this made Chen Boyuan begin to harbor certain thoughts.

Once these thoughts appeared, they incessantly eroded Chen Boyuan's heart, making him start to deliberately target Zhang Yue.

All of this stemmed from an ever-expanding desire and greed.

However, if his actions this time were successful, and the Qingmo Clan controlled a Grandmaster Creator like Zhang Yue,

then the future development of the Qingmo Clan wouldn't just be limited to Boundless City; the entire Nuoli Archipelago would be theirs to create legends!

"Victor and vanquished—I've lost, and there's nothing more to say."

"This was my personal decision, the majority of the Qingmo Clan members are still unaware of this and hold great respect for you."

"You may kill or maim as you please, but I ask that you give Chen Tong a chance to lead the remaining members of the Qingmo Clan in Boundless City with a place to stand!"

Shu Liangjun wasn't really focused on Zhang Yue's liquidation of the Qingmo Clan; she was busy figuring out how to arrange for her old buddies at the Golden Toad Manor.

But now, Shu Liangjun was stunned by Chen Boyuan's naivety—how naive must one be to utter such words?

What the Qingmo Clan did to Zhang Yue was not just manipulation and utilitarian use, but a physical imprisonment and trampling of his dignity.

Under these circumstances, how could Zhang Yue ever forgive the Qingmo Clan?

Perhaps Chen Boyuan wasn't foolish but had his cunning plan, trying to use it to preserve the Qingmo Clan at the last moment.

Upon hearing Chen Boyuan's words, Chen Tong's body shook, and he raised his head, his throat moving as he was about to speak to Zhang Yue, only to hear Zhang Yue snicker.

"Chen Boyuan, I hate it more that you treat me like a fool, rather than your scheming against me!"

"Victor and vanquished—to even think you could say such a thing to a Grandmaster Creator?"

"Unless you've reached the level of Grandmaster Creator, even a peak-level Master Creator can never understand the immense power a Grandmaster Creator truly holds."

"You must understand, the downfall of the Qingmo Clan stems not only from you, the Clan Leader's greed and treachery but also from your ignorance!"

After saying this, Zhang Yue, tired of further arguing with Chen Boyuan, said gravely.

"Old Bao, eliminate all other Qingmo Clan members except for Chen Tong."

"I don't even want a mosquito from the Old House of Qing Mo Clan to be able to fly out."

Zhang Yue always disliked leaving troubles behind, and the Blood Seed at the back of his neck was such a trouble, a torturing feeling all too clear to him.

Humans always had diverse fortunes, and Zhang Yue wouldn't want people from the Qingmo Clan seeking revenge decades later.

With a command from Zhang Yue, Old Bao immediately commenced the slaughter.

Old Bao was exceptionally ruthless, channeling his dissatisfaction towards the Qingmo Clan.