Lin Zhan and the others bid farewell to Odin and his companions.
They set sail from Asgard towards Hua Xia.
Chang Ruo looked at the excited Lin Zhan and the young Daoist and said, "Zhan'er, what mischief are you two up to now?"
The young Daoist chuckled and played coy, "Old Ancestor, do you know what that Flaming Heaven is?"
"Stop playing games. You haven't learned a single good thing from your elder brother, and now you're playing games with your ancestor. I've doted on you for nothing."
Hearing Chang Ruo's words, Lin Zhan looked at everyone, utterly confused. He couldn't help but think to himself: What does this have to do with me? This little brat is the one who came up with this damned thing.
"Old Ancestor, that thing was forged from the dan fire in the Yan Emperor Ancestor's alchemy furnace and several potent elemental fire spirit stones. It was forcibly compressed by the Ancestor, and he even left a contingency within it."
"Creatures like Lava Demons and high-level Great Demons, which are fire-attribute beings, can indeed significantly reduce their cultivation time and boost their strength after consuming it. However, as soon as the Yan Emperor Ancestor wills it, the dan fire, which has already merged with their bloodline, will explode, instantly turning the inheritor into a cripple if they're lucky, or killing them outright if they're not."
The old guys present suddenly had their eyes light up.
These seasoned veterans, these old rascals, knew that the King, Quasi-King, and Lord ranks were the backbone of the army.
Furthermore, Lava Demons and high-level Great Demons were the most powerful races among the demon race. In ancient times, the heavy infantry legions of these two races had caused quite a bit of trouble for the human army.
Now that these two kids had messed with them, they had been completely crippled. This was a great deed indeed.
Chang Ruo asked with curiosity, "Zhan'er, how is your plan to deal with the Beastmen tribe going? Did it succeed?"
"What do you mean succeed or not? Old Ancestor, you underestimate us."
The young Daoist puffed out his chest, wearing a pair of frog-shaped sunglasses, looking like a pig-headed squad leader.
Lin Zhan casually snatched the sunglasses off the young Daoist and said, "Who did you learn to dress like this from? Are you trying to be a colonel? How could my sister fall for you?"
The young Daoist took back his sunglasses and muttered softly, "I'm beautiful on the inside. Ya'er is a beauty who loves heroes."
"Beautiful on the inside? Do you think you're a big radish? Besides, do you even have a heart? My sister is a beauty, no doubt about it, but where in the world is the hero?"
Lin Zhan curled his lips. Soudan Novel Network.
"Brother-in-law, take my advice. Heroes are too far away from us. You should focus on researching how to make our rogue organization bigger and stronger, and create new glories."
Lin Zhan then turned to Chang Ruo and said, "Old Ancestor, the Strong Beastmen are going to make their move in the next day or two. After that, the Werewolf tribe and the Half-Beastmen tribe will also respond and rise up."
"Currently, the Foxmen tribe is the largest distributor of Dreamland in the entire Beastmen dream kingdom. We have stored two tons of Dreamland there. As soon as the Strong Beastmen revolt, we will release this information, and the first to be eliminated will be the Foxmen tribe."
"Throughout the Beastmen race, ever since Rommel took office, the Foxmen tribe has generally served as mid-level military advisors and logistics officers within the Beastmen Allied Forces. Some Foxmen elites have also served as corps chief of staff."
"Once the Foxmen tribe is wiped out, these Foxmen officers, whose homes are gone, will inevitably lead their troops back to quell the rebellion. This way, the Beastmen will start fighting amongst themselves."
"Coupled with the heavy infantry legions of the Great Demons and the Flame Demon legions of the Lava Demons, once I eliminate these two legions, the Necromancer's skeleton horde will also be gone. What will Rommel have left to fight me with? I can crush him with ease."
"The five little ones are also about to be promoted to Quasi-Kings. When the war begins, I will lead the ancestral court guards of Da Shang and the Executioner Guard Regiment to directly confront the two Imperial Sons of the God and Demon races. I'll kill those two little brats immediately."
"As for the remaining ten thousand races allied army, I'll bombard them all back to their grandmothers' homes with a single salvo. With those billion people, we don't need to rush for two or three years. We can directly forge a hundred-battle-hardened army for our human race to conquer all realms. Then, I'll hunt them down one by one and settle the score."
The young Daoist nodded in agreement, "My elder brother is right. Then we'll take care of Asgard too. These old guys have made a lot of money from our business. We should take it all back."
"Then we'll capture all three old Divine Kings alive. We'll keep them to herd sheep for the Yan Emperor Ancestor. Speaking of which, Asgard's flying horses and mountain goats are really well raised. Their wool is so shiny. We should slaughter a couple of them to taste when we get back."
Everyone, including Lin Zhan, looked at the young Daoist in utter bewilderment.
These were all King and Quasi-King level spirit beasts, not ferocious beasts, and they were all trained.
Instead of thinking about breeding them, this kid was thinking about slaughtering them to taste.
The young Daoist felt everyone's gaze and widened his eyes, looking innocent. "If we don't taste these things to see if they're good, how can we decide whether to keep those three old men from Odin? "
"If they're delicious, we'll keep the three old men to herd sheep. If they're not, why keep them? It's a waste of food. If we kill them, we can at least get three Divine Crystals."
The others were about to speak, but upon careful consideration, they felt that what this kid said made sense.
It was just three imperial seats, not even enough for Cao Yu to deal with alone. They were like trash.
If it weren't for the lack of foundation in the Huang War, these old rascals from Da Shang would have been promoted to imperial seats long ago.
Lin Zhan looked at the proud Cao Yu and knew what this old degenerate was thinking.
He then said to the young Daoist, "You, behave yourself. We can't touch Asgard yet."
Before the young Daoist could speak, Cao Yu said impatiently, "Why can't we touch it? Are you recognizing Odin and his brothers as your father-in-law?"
Lin Zhan's head buzzed from this old degenerate's remark.
"How old are his daughters? I'm recognizing them as my father-in-law? Old Ancestor, don't forget that Asgard is a neutral race, and they own half a percent stake in our merchant fleet."
"So what? We'll just rob them. Haven't we done that before?"
Cao Yu became impatient hearing Lin Zhan's hesitant words.
"Oh, for heaven's sake, Lin Zhan clutched his forehead and said,"
"Asgard is easy to rob, but so is the Holy Spirit race! Old Ancestor, don't forget that the Holy Spirit race is also a neutral race, and they own one percent of our merchant fleet."
"If we take down Asgard, won't the old fossils of the Holy Spirit race get agitated? Don't forget that there are still several ancient old geezers alive in the Holy Spirit race from the primordial era. Can we, with our small physiques, provoke those old guys?"