Published: March 2, 2025
Upon hearing this, Qin Shaoan and Yaven immediately widened their eyes and stared at Qin Shiyuan, while Tang Hao and Gul showed no reaction at all.
Tang Hao probably knew about this a long time ago, while Gul was completely indifferent. He didn't know who Qin Tian, Arthur, or Qin Shiyuan were...
"Mom, you..."
"That's all in the past."
Qin Shiyuan sighed and then extended her right hand.
As the dim black light flickered to life, a dense wave of destruction energy was born from Qin Shiyuan's palm.
"Indeed, it carries the aura of the seed of destruction."
Gul interjected, directing everyone's gaze towards himself.
"And I must say, we are quite lucky this time... um, I don't mean lucky in that sense..."
Under Yaven's angry glare, Gul quickly corrected himself.
"I have a method that can establish a communication bridge between the lower-generation seeds and the higher-generation seeds. As long as Aunt Qin agrees, I can use the sixth-generation seed of destruction to trace back to any other seed of destruction on Earth. Of course, this only applies to the seeds of destruction; other seeds are beyond my capability."
"And the risks?"
Qin Tian inquired.
"Not significant, or rather, none at all."
"Alright, let's do it!"
As the leader of the team, Qin Tian decisively approved this decision.
"I have one more question."
Just as Qin Tian made his decision, another voice cut in.
At this moment, Tang Hao was looking at Gul with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Cousin, how do you know all of this?"
"I..."
Faced with this question, Gul momentarily lost his breath.
"You can tell how big my maid's backside is, but you can't let Gul know some serious matters?"
Arthur gave Tang Hao a hard smack on the head, then smiled apologetically at Gul.
He could already see that Tang Hao was targeting Gul, and as for why...
The seasoned veterans could see through such trivial matters.
Everyone burst into laughter and brushed the question aside.
...
"This is the new batch of soul puppet orders, which includes a first-generation ancient demon that you want."
Number Six Wen Yu said as he turned his body, showing Feili his results.
Feili simply looked at the tall and strong figure behind Wen Yu, a hint of sorrow gradually appearing in his eyes.
The era of blood and struggle, the time of exploration, was indeed a beautiful period that Feili wished he could forget but simply couldn't.
He silently watched his old partner until Wen Yu gently patted Feili's waist.
"Hey, buddy, check it out. By the way, just to let you know, my share has already been hidden away."
"No problem, I still trust your integrity."
Feili replied while moving forward to examine Wen Yu's work carefully.
This process was somewhat drawn out...
Wen Yu just sat on the side, eating food and drinking water, until five minutes later when he finally spoke up.
"By the way, have you heard any news about the situation above recently?"
Feili's hands continued working as he multitasked in response to Wen Yu.
"Are you referring to the spirit of the demon lord uniting the surface demonic clan to prepare for a large-scale military operation against Earth?"
"Yes, using 'Earth' might be inappropriate; how do you know he doesn't want to attack the Demon Palace?"
"I am certain he intends to attack Earth, not the Demon Palace."
Feili's tone was firm, then he turned his head and grinned at Wen Yu.
"Brother, you’re really going to be in for it this time. With all our strength combined, the trump card he can play, tsk tsk..."
"To be honest, if it weren't for the seven of us getting in each other's way and not sharing the spoils equally, you wouldn't have had so much time to grow."
"Alright, alright, I get that you guys are impressive..."
Wen Yu interrupted Feili's lengthy discourse helplessly and steered the topic back on track.
"Actually, I want to discuss a proposal with you."
"You want the Demon Palace to send troops? That's out of the question..."
Feili decisively cut off Wen Yu's suggestion.
Wen Yu felt helpless, whispering quietly in response.