Chapter 907: Unfortunately, Xue Zhao Didn’t Come

Chapter 907: Chapter 907: Unfortunately, Xue Zhao Didn’t Come

On a crowded plaza, the election ceremony began amidst the deafening sound of drums.

The drumbeats were deep and powerful, each strike seemed to hit people’s hearts, instantly elevating the atmosphere of the entire plaza to its peak.

The drumbeats gradually ceased, and a roaring flame ignited on the altar in the center of the plaza, illuminating the surroundings and reddening everyone’s faces.

Immediately following this, several elegantly robed masters of ceremonies stepped onto the altar and solemnly announced: "The Xue Family Saint Position election ceremony is about to begin! Please, candidates, take the stage!"

The crowd on the plaza erupted into enthusiastic cheers and applause, filled with anticipation and excitement.

People waved the flags in their hands and shouted loudly, cheering for the candidates they supported.

Colorful flags fluttered in the wind, forming a dazzling ocean.

Excited smiles were on everyone’s faces, as if the entire world was gathered in this moment, collectively witnessing this crucial event.

Amidst the cheers, Xue Wei confidently stepped onto the stage.

He wore a luxurious silver long robe, embroidered with golden dragon motifs, symbolizing nobility and strength.

A jade belt was tied around his waist, making him appear even more handsome and upright.

His hair was neatly tied at the back, a confident and composed smile on his face, his eyes shining with determination.

Each step was steady and powerful, as if proclaiming to everyone present that he was the protagonist of today.

Xue Wei’s appearance instantly stirred the entire venue, with people waving their arms and loudly chanting his name.

The cheering waves crashed over each other, nearly tearing off the plaza’s roof.

Xue Wei slightly raised his hand, signaling everyone to quiet down, but the crowd’s enthusiasm was irrepressible.

Amid the cheers, Xue Wei’s expression was particularly confident; he glanced over at the crowd with a smile, as if he had already foreseen his victory.

Standing in the center of the altar, Xue Wei bowed slightly, greeting the surrounding elders and family heads, showing respect and honor towards the family.

Then, he turned to the audience, saying in a loud and clear voice: "Today is an important moment for the Xue Family’s Saint Position election. I, Xue Wei, am willing to strive for the honor of the family and work hard for everyone’s happiness!"

His voice was full of power and determination, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

The crowd erupted into even more enthusiastic applause and cheers, Xue Wei’s name was called out loud repeatedly, echoing in every corner of the plaza.

Many people waved their flags, cheering him on.

Xue Wei’s eyes glistened with confidence.

Today is the moment he becomes the Saint Heir, marking the first step toward glory.

Xue Wei stood on the stage, straightening his back, as if he were a king about to ascend the throne, basking in the praise and support from all directions.

During this exhilarating moment, Xue Wei’s expression remained composed and confident.

He knew today’s performance must be formal.

Formal as if this matter was not only about personal honor but also concerned the future of the entire Xue Family.

Though, privately, he was a very insidious person.

Xue Wei’s gaze was determined and profound, his heart filled with pride.

With Xue Wei taking the stage, the election ceremony officially reached its climax.

The applause and cheers around were nearly uninterrupted, everyone was immersed in this warm atmosphere, looking forward to the election process that followed.

The enthusiasm and passion on the plaza reached its peak at this moment, the entire Xue family was surrounded by this fervor, as if filled with endless hope.

Immediately, an elder walked to the center of the stage and solemnly announced: "This Saint Position election will have three contests. Originally, there were two participants, but now there’s only Xue Wei, so these contests will naturally be omitted."

This statement instantly stirred the scene.

The crowd immediately turned to various discussions and clamor, some were regretful, others were excited.

"What a pity, Xue Zhao didn’t come," an elderly tribe member sighed, "Xue Zhao is also very talented; if she could compete, she might not necessarily lose to Xue Wei."

A middle-aged man beside him nodded in agreement, "Indeed, Xue Zhao’s talent and strength are comparable to Xue Wei’s, but she’s been comatose, which is truly unfortunate."

"Speaking of which, Xue Wei is also a capable young man," another person interjected, "He has contributed a lot to the family in the past few years; if he is elected, I think it’s also good."

"Haha, don’t forget, Xue Wei has always been the favored one, his election is only natural!" a young tribe member enthusiastically said, "I’ve always supported him, and finally, my wish has come true today!"

"In any case, this Saint Position election is a big deal for our Xue Family. We hope that whoever is elected can lead us toward a more glorious future." An elderly elder stated, with a hint of concern in the tone.

"It’s a pity about Xue Zhao, I heard she went to the Secret Realm, and then she fell unconscious." Another tribe member said softly, "If she could wake up, today’s situation would be different."

"Xue Wei’s election is not necessarily a bad thing for the family; he’s capable and courageous, and he’s performed well in recent years." An elder who supports Xue Wei said, eyes shining with admiration.

"Hopefully so, hope he won’t disappoint everyone." An elder slowly said, with a tinge of worry in the tone.

Amid the crowd’s discussions and clamor, Xue Wei stood on the stage with a composed smile.

Seeing the crowd’s discussions gradually subsiding, the elder continued, "Since the tests are omitted, we will proceed directly to the Saint Position granting ceremony shortly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the plaza erupted into enthusiastic applause and cheers again.

"Xue Wei, go for it!"

"Xue Wei, you are our pride!"

"Xue Wei’s election will make our Xue Family stronger!"

People waved their arms and loudly called Xue Wei’s name, the entire plaza immersed in a celebratory atmosphere.

Xue Wei bowed slightly, expressing gratitude to the tribesmen supporting him, smiling confidently and gracefully.

"Thank you all for your support and trust, I will surely live up to expectations and strive for the glory of the Xue family." Xue Wei exclaimed loudly, his voice filled with resolve and confidence.

The cheers on the plaza intensified, with people admiring Xue Wei’s bearing and charisma.

Despite some feeling regret over Xue Zhao’s absence, more people embraced the expectations and confidence in Xue Wei’s election.

The entire Xue Family was enveloped in joy and excitement at this moment, as if welcoming a fresh start.

Soon, the top elder gestured for Xue Wei to step up the stairs above.

With a smile, Xue Wei nodded, striding confidently upwards, his gaze sweeping over the crowd below.