Yang Wudi's style of doing things was always decisive and crisp; no sooner said than done. On the same day, he sent news to the Defense Clan and the Speed Clan.
Before long, Niu Gao and Bai He hurriedly arrived at Longxing City.
With Yang Wudi taking the lead, the recruitment work proceeded very smoothly.
After a conversation with Lu Feng, Clan Masters Niu Gao and Bai He expressed their submission on the spot, willing to follow him.
Since the Clear Sky Clan sealed their mountain, under Spirit Hall's deliberate suppression, the four single-attribute clans had all lived quite difficult lives.
The Speed Clan, in particular, was in even more dire straits compared to the other three clans.
The Defense Clan excelled in construction, the Broken Clan was skilled in medicine refining, and the Strength Clan had superb forging skills. Each at least had a craft to rely on for survival.
But the Speed Clan had no other advantage besides their speed.
In recent years, many of the new generation of the Speed Clan had begun to develop in the direction of the agility attack system.
For example, Bai Chenxiang, the granddaughter Bai He brought this time.
Her fourth soul ring was still an acceleration skill, but it could generate hurricanes through her wings to attack the enemy, making up for her shortcomings to a certain extent.
The next morning, in the courtyard of the Yang residence.
"The fight for the throne is bound to be fraught with difficulties. Seniors, I hope you are prepared," Lu Feng said solemnly, cupping his hands to Yang Wudi, Niu Gao, Bai He, and the others before him.
"Bang!"
Hearing this, Yang Wudi slammed the long spear in his hand onto the ground, making a dull, loud noise.
His eyes were firm as he shouted sternly, "Third Prince, just give your orders. Whether it's a mountain of knives or a sea of fire, my Broken Clan only knows how to advance, never retreat!"
This time, apart from leaving dozens of people to guard Longxing City and handle some affairs, everyone in the Yang family, including their dependents, was ready to migrate to Star Luo City.
It looked as if they were ready to live or die with Lu Feng.
Lu Feng nodded, a faint smile on his face. "Clan Master Yang is too serious; things haven't reached that stage yet."
After speaking, his gaze swept over Niu Gao, Bai He, and the others, intentionally or unintentionally, and continued, "Since you have chosen to follow me, from today on, the enemies of the Star Luo Empire will also be your enemies."
"Heaven Dou Empire, major kingdoms and duchies, Spirit Hall..."
Lu Feng paused deliberately, his gaze profound, then smiled, "Even including your former master—the Clear Sky Clan—will be a formidable enemy of the Star Luo Empire in the future."
"You must think carefully. In the Imperial Family, many times one cannot help oneself. Once some choices are made, there is no turning back."
In Lu Feng's plan, he would soon come into conflict with the Clear Sky Clan, at least forging a death feud with Tang Hao and his son.
So, he had to give the clan masters a warning in advance.
After all, being stabbed in the back by one's own people was not a pleasant experience.
Hearing Lu Feng's words, Niu Gao was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Third Prince, my Defense Clan is just a bunch of rough men who fix houses; we aren't very good at fighting wars. But Old Niu dares not guarantee anything else, except that with my thick skin and flesh, blocking a few soul skills for you is no problem!"
On the other side, Bai He looked solemn and said righteously, "Willing to serve the Third Prince!"
Lu Feng nodded, then waved his hand, leading the crowd in a mighty procession toward Star Luo City.
On the other side, in Star Luo City, inside the residence of the First Prince Davis, the atmosphere seemed a bit oppressive.
Zhu Zhuyun frowned tightly, pacing back and forth in the hall, her face full of anxiety.
Aside, Davis sat quietly in a chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.
"Zhuyun, stop pacing. It's just a small Broken Clan; what is there to worry about?" Davis said in a deep voice.
He was still somewhat surprised that Dai Mubai had recruited Yang Wudi.
After all, he had also tried to recruit him before, but Yang Wudi's temper was like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard.
Zhu Zhuyun stopped pacing and said through gritted teeth, "Davis, don't take it lightly. I originally thought he was just a useless waste, but I didn't expect him to have such capability."
The combination of the two had already lost once in the Soul Master competition, and their current situation wasn't great.
For many years, the two had been managing their network in Star Luo City and got along well with all the major families.
But now, after knowing that Dai Mubai was about to return, some families that had originally agreed to support Davis had turned neutral again.
Davis snorted coldly, a look of disdain on his face. "Hmph, so what if it's the Broken Clan? It's just luck."
Zhu Zhuyun nodded, a trace of worry flashing in her eyes. "That being said, Dai Mubai's strength has greatly increased now. We don't know if there are other forces supporting him behind the scenes. We still need to be careful."
Davis narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashing within.
A seventeen-year-old Soul King. Since when did Dai Mubai's talent become so terrifying?
It's almost like he's a different person.
"What are you afraid of? Of the eight Imperial Consecrated Priests, three have close relationships with me, and they are all Soul Douluo-level experts. With their help, should I be afraid of Dai Mubai?"
Watching Davis's confident appearance, although Zhu Zhuyun was still somewhat worried, she couldn't say anything more.
She sighed slightly and said, "I hope Your Highness can ascend the throne soon. Then we won't have to worry about these problems anymore."
Davis smiled, a look of smugness on his face. "Naturally. As long as I ascend the throne, Zhuyun, you will be the Empress."
Speaking of this, a lewd light suddenly flashed in Davis's eyes. "Zhuyun, that sister of yours, Zhu Zhuqing, has quite good talent. It would be a pity if she couldn't be used by me."
Zhu Zhuyun's heart tightened, and a look of awkwardness appeared on her face.
Due to the Star Luo Empire's special succession system, the relationship between the two pairs of competitors was very subtle.
As the auxiliary Zhu sisters, even after the competition ended, they often continued to bear the winner's anger.
"Davis, Zhuqing's talent is unmatched in this generation of the Zhu family. With the strength she has shown now, she has a chance to break through to Titled Douluo."
Davis nodded, a sharp light revealing in his eyes. "Let's hope so. Remember, in this fight for the throne, there is no familial affection to speak of. Zhuyun, you must not be soft-hearted."
Zhu Zhuyun bit her lip, feeling bitter in her heart, but she still nodded firmly. "Mhm, I understand."
Davis nodded with satisfaction and said loudly, "Rest assured. Besides the Imperial Consecrated Priests, I have arrangements with the Star Crown Sect, Fire Leopard Sect, and Wind Sword Sect."
A smile appeared on Zhu Zhuyun's face. "Davis, I will help you with all my might."
Davis's heart warmed, and he said confidently, "Right now, Star Luo City is like a big net, just waiting for Dai Mubai to walk right in."