Chen Yi returned to the ranch a year later.
A visitor came calling.
In the courtyard, a young man with Dragon Horns greeted him. "Long time no see, Mr. Yi. I didn't expect you to reach Rank 8 so quickly."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I'd say you're probably the first being in the entire void to advance from Rank 7 to Rank 8 in under ten thousand years."
"Incredible, truly incredible!~"
Chen Yi did not recognize him, and even his aura did not match anyone Chen Yi knew.
However, several beings Chen Yi knew had never revealed their true appearances.
Combined with his identity as a member of the Dragon Race, the answer was obvious.
Painting Yi, who had once impersonated Chen Yi.
Chen Yi asked, "What is it?"
This Dragon Race visitor casually picked up a piece of fruit prepared by the Plague Elf and swallowed it in one bite. "Of course, it's good news."
"Oh, right. I haven't told you my name yet, have I?"
"I am Hamster Benavides of the Demon Dragon Race. Mr. Yi can just call me Hamster."
Hamster spoke in a seductive tone. "I wonder whether Mr. Yi has any interest in making a fortune lately?"
"My Demon Dragon Race will certainly offer Mr. Yi a satisfactory price."
That was right. The Demon Dragon Race, which had split off from the Dragon Race, had been fighting the Dragon Race for thousands of years, and no victor had yet emerged.
From the information Chen Yi had gathered, both the Dragon Race and Demon Dragon Race had fought very cautiously.
After all, there were countless powerful factions in the void.
It might look as though peace had returned.
But just try exhausting all your high-ranking forces.
The Dragon Race and Demon Dragon Race had both tacitly chosen