Chapter 1699 The Meeting

“Is your body strong enough to handle that?” Ortwin asked. Regis smiled and replied, “Don’t worry, I can still make it through tonight.” Ortwin turned around and walked all the way to the backyard. He took out a shovel and dug up the soil beneath his feet with care. He eventually dug up a wine jar that was covered with soil from the ground. That night, Ortwin and Regis drank in the Regis Tower. From time to time, their hearty laughter could be heard. When Olympias awoke the next morning, she felt revitalized, as if her entire body had been enhanced. Regis was sitting next to her. He looked at her with a smile on his face at this time. “Grandpa.” Olympias hurriedly sat up from bed. “How did you sleep last night?” Regis asked with a smile. “Pretty well,” Olympias moved her body for a few moments, and a crackling sound popped out loudly. She also felt a surge of vigorous energy gather in her body at the same time. She asked, “Grandpa, why do I feel the power in my body is so much stronger?” “That is the effect of the Arowana fish. You will benefit a lot in the future from eating this fish,” Regis explained briefly and simply. “Depending on your current cultivation level, you might not have to wait too long to enter the Transformation Realm.” “I’m this amazing?” Olympias was stunned. “It’s that Arowana fish, which is amazing,” Regis teased. “All right, Girl. Ortwin has already prepared breakfast for you, so get up now and wash up before eating. You must accompany me to the Eldrian Tower later.” “Sure!” Olympias nodded. The door to the Regis Tower was opened at nine o’clock in the morning. Regis was pushed around in a wheelchair by Olympias. Ortwin followed them as they walked all the way to the Eldrian Tower. In fact, Regis’ entire strength from yesterday was a pretense. He forced himself to sit by the pond and fish yesterday, as well as have a drinking session with Ortwin. Everything was only a glimmer of hope before the end. Regis appeared to be much frailer today. When the three of them arrived at the Eldrian Tower, the White family’s core members were already waiting for them. The number of people who gathered in the tower's hall was in the dozens. Each of them looked very serious, and the entire hall was enveloped in an aura of sadness. When Regis entered, everyone pulled themselves together and greeted the patriarch respectfully. Regis’ time had come to an end. The family had to make all the necessary arrangements before his inevitable death, and he also had to give his instructions on certain matters. As the patriarch, Regis summoned everyone with the intention of holding one last meeting with them. With Olympias’ help, Regis arrived at his position in the center of the hall. He was still a king, despite his weakness at the time. He had supreme authority within the family as long as he was still the patriarch of the White family. “Sit down, everyone.” Regis’s voice sounded very weak, which made the people around him worry for him. Everyone took their seats as soon as they heard his command. Then, with solemn expressions on their faces, they looked at Regis. The meeting room was enormous, and it could hold anywhere from one to two hundred people at a time. There were about fifty people seated here at the time, all of whom were core members of the clan. This should be the last meeting held by Regis as a patriarch. At the same time, he needed to give instructions and make plans for things that needed to be done before his demise. “For two main reasons, I called everyone together for a meeting today. First and foremost, I’d like to address some family issues. Second, I need to find a replacement for the White family’s next patriarch.” Everyone straightened up, especially Ansel and others. All of them locked their gaze on Regis. Their hearts became uncontrollably tense. “Remy White!” Regis fixed his gaze on a middle-aged man seated at the far end of the hall. Remy was a powerful man from the White family's collateral lineage. He was in charge of the clan’s peripheral affairs. Remy rose to his feet and extended a respectful greeting to the patriarch. “Three months ago, the Perrot family of Klogow, an ancient martial arts world second class family, pulled an internal trade with our family, right? In exchange for our family’s cultivation technique, they proposed a deal with three 300-year-old magic herbs and one 1,000-year-old Meconopsis herb. “That cultivation technique was derived from a page of Empyrean Scripture and passed down through the generations of our clan. When you leaked that cultivation technique to outsiders, it was the same as when you leaked our family’s Empyrean Scripture secret.” Remy became very nervous as soon as these words were spoken. Regis interrupted him as he appeared to be trying to explain something. “How dare you pull off this stunt, Remy? You even went so far as to leak our family’s Empyrean Scripture in the name of magical herbs and elixirs. Do you have any idea what kind of crime you’ve committed?” “Patriarch, I...I...I, I was blind to the consequences back then. Please spare my life,” Remy pleaded as he knelt on the ground with a thud. “Guards, take him away!” Regis didn't want to hear any further explanation from Remy at all. He gave his verdict on the spot. “Remy, your crime is punishable by death! Your lineage will live, but they will be punished too.” With that being said, Regis turned to look at the other man and said, “Eneas White, you will now take over Remy’s lineage and all the positions in his hands.” The young man named Eneas nodded hurriedly, “Thank you for the promotion, Patriarch.” After Regis solved Remy’s matter, he glanced at another old man. He asked, “Didier White, I heard that a new organization has been established in the ancient martial arts world in recent years called the Didier Sect. You’re their backer behind the scenes, aren’t you?” Didier frowned. He didn’t expect Regis to be aware of this kind of thing. Didier was a member of the Council of Elders and belonged to the same generation as Regis. In fact, he was an unimportant member in the White family, but he did have some rights. Didier did not deny it, “Yes, Patriarch. It is true that I am the supporter of the Didier Sect.” He admitted, “I only do it to keep myself occupied as I get older, and my descendants want to do the same, so I founded such an organization.” “There’s nothing wrong with forming an organization on the outside,” Regis said, with a slight nod. “You have the freedom to do so. Take Quent for example, who founded The Bulwark. “However, Didier Sect supported a mortal family last month. That family forcibly slaughtered an innocent family to seize their money and territory. They bullied others with the strength of their powerful position and held the candle for the devil. Are you clear about this matter? “It is the rule of our family, and as the ancient martial arts world’s Creed, to not bully others with our power. Furthermore, you dipped your fingers in the mortal world. Do you know that it’s taboo to do that, Didier?” Didier trembled with fright. He didn’t expect Regis to be well-versed in these matters. “Patriarch, I have no knowledge of this.” Didier still wanted to deny everything. “It must be the act of my disappointing grandson.”