“Patriarch Chen, you must understand that the human race’s heaven is not held up by those who have half their bodies buried in the ground. They failed in the Battle of the Fallen Gods, so do you think a group of half-decayed beings can be of any use in this Battle of the Mouth, which is a hundred times more cruel?” Liu Zhaodi spoke without joy or sorrow, but her tone had changed, now filled with absolute confidence.
"What? Does the human race not rely on us, but on you juniors?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burly figure walked in from outside the door.
Upon seeing the newcomer, the head of the Chen family immediately became humble and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Ancestor."
"Demigod!" Jiang Yuan's expression turned solemn. He had underestimated the entire human race. The fact that the human race could rank third among the three thousand races meant that its foundation was beyond imagination.
"What, trying to intimidate me with a demigod?" Liu Zhaodi looked at the burly man without showing any weakness. She was standing at a height no less than the God of Light, so how could she be intimidated by a demigod who had survived by special means?
It was precisely because she stood at that height that she deeply understood the laws of this world: a supreme being was enough to ensure the continuation of the race. As for the others, they were merely among the masses, and all they needed to do was live quietly.
A burly man walked in, and Jiang Yuan saw his face. He was 1.9 meters tall, with a handsome face, and was in his prime. It was hard to imagine that this was a person who had been buried in a tomb for thousands of years.
"Chen family, have you forgotten your mission?" Liu Zhaodi stared directly at the Chen family patriarch.
He expected the burly man to be furious, but when he saw Liu Zhaodi's eyes, he actually trembled. But this was the Chen family's place, how could he allow outsiders to run wild here?
"Young ladies, I advise you to leave the Chen family! It's best to keep the Blood Secret to yourselves, because it's for your own good!" The burly man didn't want to hand over the Blood Secret easily, because it was the foundation of the Chen family's existence. Back then, the Chen family had paid a huge price to obtain this secret technique.
"Yeah?"
A surge of anger welled up in Liu Zhaodi's eyes, and just as she was about to explode, Jiang Yuan pulled her back at the right moment.
“I’ll do it!” Jiang Yuan stepped forward and said, “The Blood Secret is indeed a waste to leave it with the Chen family.”
"Boy, you..." The Chen family head was originally furious, but when he thought of this guy's achievements, he wisely shut his mouth.
"To be honest, I am determined to obtain the Blood Secret."
Although Jiang Yuan maintained Liu Zhaodi's tough stance, his tone softened slightly as he said, "I can offer something that will satisfy your Chen family! Even!"
Jiang Yuan's gaze fell on the burly man, and he said, "Including things that will satisfy you, a demigod."
"What a joke, you..." The burly man was about to say his cultivation level, but he couldn't detect it. He could only say fiercely, "What satisfactory thing can a mere brat like you give me, a demigod?"
"Life, a life that can escape this half-dead body."
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