Spirit Master Girl: Contracting with an SSS-Level School Beauty at the Start-Chapter 295: Hated Black, Hated White

During the individual competition, losing one or two could be acceptable. But in the family clan competition, a death toll that high, no one could accept it.

After all, although there is no limit on the number of participants, all must be direct or collateral descendants.

Each death represents a life cultivated with countless efforts.

Of course, these are just the surface rules. In reality, most of the participants each clan sends are death soldiers meticulously trained by their own families.

After all, the risk of death in this clan competition is great, how foolish would it be to really let one’s own clan members risk their lives?

All four major families do this, with both open rules and unwritten rules.

If you take it seriously, you’ve already lost.

"How many people are you planning to send to the contest this time?" Han Jinhui asked Xiao Tiance.

Whether they are direct, collateral descendants, death soldiers, or supported guest elders, they actually all serve as the pillars of the family.

The more talents as such, the better.

Conversely, the fewer the losses, the better.

Thus, although this clan competition seems to have no limit on numbers and one can send as many participants as desired, the inherent risk of death forces every family head to carefully weigh their decisions.

Sending too few people could make it very difficult to score high points.

However, sending too many could be catastrophic for a family if they encounter an uncontrollable demon beast.

The Li family managed to annex a previous top four family because that family sent too many people in a clan competition, encountered an extremely powerful demon beast, and all who were sent were annihilated.

Gradually, the entire family declined and was eventually eaten up by others.

Thus, the creation of this rule is also extremely authoritative; it allows strong families to choose more advantageously, thus making minimal sacrifices for maximum benefits!

Hearing this question, Xiao Tiance delivered the answer he had already prepared, "I plan to let all qualified members of the clan participate!"

Hunting demon beasts, of course, requires a certain level of combat capability, at least Third Grade.

Those below Second Grade are not allowed to participate.

"All of them?" Hearing this, Han Jinhui was shocked by his answer, "Are you sinking the ship to fight? Aren’t you worried..."

Xiao Tiance raised his hand to interrupt Han Jinhui.

"The whole Xiao Family has discussed this and unanimously agreed to send all those who are eligible."

This was just a pretext.

But the determined attitude it displayed still made Han Jinhui shake his head uncontrollably.

Staking the whole family’s fate on winning first place, it’s hard to understand his thinking.

Even for a first place that was within reach, shouldn’t there be some reservations?

Aren’t you afraid of becoming the second major family to be replaced?

But then again, this is the Xiao Family’s private affair, and although he is in partnership, it’s not his place to interfere too much.

In the end, Han Jinhui sighed helplessly and said, "You guys are crazy."

Xiao Tiance laughed heartily, nonchalantly saying, "If I can’t succeed, I’m ready to die; there’s nothing more to say."

"There’s nothing more to say indeed, as this is your Xiao Family’s decision, not related to my Han Family. As usual, my Han Family just goes through the motions, sending a few people will do. But since I’m cooperating with you this time, I will have to make some sacrifices too, but don’t hold too high expectations, I must be responsible for the Han Family."

"Thank you! Your kindness is already enough. Once my Xiao Family has won first place, our families will become in-laws!"

The plan of Xiao Tiance is naturally the plan set by Xiao Zhan, sending the whole clan involves great risk, but what does that have to do with Xiao Zhan and his entourage?

If, very unfortunately, these Xiao Family members died, Xiao Zhan and others would only feel that ’when dead, they’re dead’, and wouldn’t really feel any great guilt.

Because although the four major families compete fiercely internally, they align together externally.

The Federation’s crackdown on the Ye Family, such a major event, would surely involve all four major families, the difference only being who participated more or less.

Thus, in terms of national and family vendettas, Xiao Zhan naturally hopes that the more people that die, the better.

Of course, during the competition, Xiao Zhan still wouldn’t hope for them to die so soon.

After confirming the number of participants, Han Jinhui continued to discuss details about the arrangements on Fushan Plain.

Xiao Zhan, being the core figure, naturally joined in.

What he didn’t notice was that at this moment, Ye Youlong was not by his side, and also absent from the room was Han Dingxiang.

Outside the building.

In the courtyard.

Ye Youlong and Han Dingxiang walked one after the other, both silent.

One dressed in an elegant black, the other in pure white, two starkly contrasting colors representing two completely different personalities.

But both had fallen for the same person.

They reached a lake.

Ye Youlong stopped, "Here we are, say what you need to say."

It turned out that Han Dingxiang had just called Ye Youlong out, having something she wanted to say to him.

Ye Youlong turned to look at her, her expression as indifferent as ever, unafraid of whatever Han Dingxiang wanted to say.

Trying to take Xiao Zhan from her? She would kill anyone who tried.

But she was overthinking it; Han Dingxiang didn’t come to declare war.

"How did you meet him?" Han Dingxiang asked a puzzling question.

Ye Youlong should know the answer.

Ye Youlong stared into Han Dingxiang’s eyes, trying to read something from her expression, but Han Dingxiang’s eyes were just as pure, revealing nothing.

"I don’t want to tell you," Ye Youlong said.

Disliking lies, she always refused others in the most direct way.

Han Dingxiang clearly didn’t expect Ye Youlong to be this kind of person, momentarily stunned, but quickly recovering, she asked again, "Do you like him?"

"Like," Ye Youlong answered crisply.

"And does he like you?"

"Like."

Han Dingxiang lowered her head, took a deep breath, and then gazed at the lake not far away.

"How nice," she murmured softly.

Without waiting for Ye Youlong to respond, she added, "It must be very happy to be with someone you like, right?"

"Speak directly."

Ye Youlong said, disliking the roundabout way of speaking.

She hated Han Dingxiang.

Hated her indecisiveness, and hated the color white even more.

"Can we make a deal?" Han Dingxiang said.

"No."

"I haven’t even said what the deal is."

"Anything related to him is not okay," Ye Youlong was adamant.

Women whispering to each other; if not about a man, then what else could it be?