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Chapter 41

Can I Kill You First Then?

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Listening to Fang Zheng's account, Jiang Tingting, Jiang Yifei, and Jiang Wen exchanged glances, finding it hard to believe.

They all came to the same realization: this Block Person, with its blurry face and terrifying appearance, was still a kind individual.

Jiang Wen maintained a calm expression, but inwardly he sighed, feeling a wave of sorrow.

Once upon a time, he, Jiang Wen, was also a passionate youth, always eager to right wrongs and hating evil with all his might.

But in this world, there wasn't an endless supply of kindness to be squandered.

Over thousands of years of cultivation, Jiang Wen had traveled across most of the universe, witnessing countless things, which gradually led him to become disheartened and less concerned about anything beyond his own race.

On the Big Dipper star, and throughout the entire starry sky, humans, demons, ancient races, and those rare special life forms had continuously hunted and preyed on each other, using one another as sustenance.

Let alone the conflicts between different races, even among humans, the situation was the same.

As the saying goes, the accent changes every ten li, and customs change every three li.

Even among humans, conflicts often occurred that were far more brutal than the pure life-or-death struggles between different races.

Whether it was for territory, reputation, or wealth...

Nation against nation, clan against clan, city against city, village against village...

No matter how granular the unit of analysis, conflict was always inevitable.

Even among their own Jiang Family members, all sorts of despicable and dirty struggles were happening constantly.

What intelligent being doesn't carry the burden of love, hate, joy, and sorrow?

Whether human, demon, or ancient race, they all had their heroes and villains.

The heroes were diverse, capable of leading their race to prosperity, and even enabling cooperation between different species.

As for the villains, they would kill and steal from their own kind, engage in rape and plunder, committing all sorts of evil acts; towards other races, they would hunt and kill indiscriminately, devouring them as sustenance for growth – this was all too common.

The countless races in the universe had always been this way.

They had always been in a state of mutual competition, deathmatches, enemies, and food for each other.

This vast starry sky was just that cruel; if you had something, it meant I didn't.

Therefore, one must kill!

One must seize!

Only by completely annihilating enemies and extinguishing their life force could one claim treasures as their own!

Only by consuming the enemy's remains and plundering everything they possessed could one continuously grow stronger!

Even though throughout history, after every Great Emperor or Ancient Emperor achieved enlightenment, the universe would enter a period of peace, that was only general peace.

For the Great Emperors and Ancient Emperors, the entire universe was their domain.

They would actively prevent large-scale interstellar wars.

But even they would not concern themselves with the conflicts occurring on every life-bearing planet across the universe, in different nations and sects.

They wouldn't bother with the minor skirmishes happening every second throughout the universe, where only a mere few million trillion lives were lost or injured in the time it takes an incense stick to burn.

After all, aside from the Great Emperor Amitabha, whose path to enlightenment wasn't paved with the blood of countless slain enemies, enough to fill vast oceans and pile heads into mountains?

"That..."

Fang Zheng looked earnestly at the few Flood Dragons on the table and asked again with some unease, "Your cries sounded quite unpleasant, but I sensed you were very angry, so you must indeed be intelligent, right? What do you think of me?"

"If I let you go now, can you live peacefully without killing people or other intelligent races?"

Listening to Fang Zheng's words, the five Flood Dragons on the table stopped struggling and remained silent.

After a moment of silence, one of the Flood Dragons, with bloodstains that had not yet fully healed on its body, opened its mouth and let out a sound as faint as a cat's meow.

It was the Chinese language that Jiang Wen's Divine Sense had just transmitted to them, allowing them to learn it.

Possessing Great Sage level combat power through their innate physical bodies and souls alone, their thought processes were extremely fast. If they were willing to learn, they could master a new language in an instant.

The one who spoke was the first Flood Dragon Fang Zheng had refreshed, and he said, "You claim to be our creator, but we don't believe you!"

Its head tilted upwards, gazing at the false sun in this small world. "Just now, looking at the sun in the sky, I knew I was born."

"From birth, I knew I was of the Cold Flood Dragon clan, possessing an extremely noble dragon lineage."

"Within my bloodline, there is a complete set of inherited memories from the Cold Flood Dragon lineage, allowing me to know the dragon patterns that can attract the power of heaven and earth, know the cultivation scriptures and secret arts I will practice, know my innate Yin Sha divine abilities, and know that I should continuously cultivate and grow, and then reproduce."

"The inherited memories hidden within my bloodline tell me that I should have a pair of parents who are also Flood Dragons, who engaged in yin and yang union, their bloodlines combining to form an egg, from which I would hatch."

"I should have been nurtured by them, slowly cultivating and growing little by little, before leaving home to venture out into the world on my own."

"But I am confused." Recalling the painful memory of his body being crushed by a golden hand just ten minutes ago, this Flood Dragon's mood was complex, revealing undisguised hatred.

"I just woke up. I should have just hatched and had a good meal of blood food caught by my mother or father."

"But my body is so huge, and I'm not hungry at all. I also don't have the growth stages that should be present in the inherited bloodline memories."

"I have directly reached the highest limit that my inherited Cold Flood Dragon bloodline can achieve through its bloodline alone."

He then turned his head again, glaring with his small eyes at Jiang Wen beside him, at this being with wrinkled face and gentle demeanor, who seemed like a kind elder next door, but was incredibly terrifying in his eyes.

He spoke without concealing his hatred, "I have only just come into this world, only just opened my eyes in the sky wanting to see this world, and flicked my tail, wanting to stretch my body."

"I haven't done anything, I don't know anything, and I was almost crushed to death by this damn old man who grabbed me.

"So, if you say you're my creator, I absolutely won't believe you!

"I should have had a pair of loving parents, a joyful childhood of eating and sleeping, instead of being 'created' out of thin air for no reason!

"I should have freedom, to freely observe this world, roam the beautiful starry sky, constantly cultivate and grow, continuously defeat powerful enemies, taste their delicious flesh and blood, and ascend to the peak, proving my Dao and transforming into a True Dragon!"

Listening to the Flood Dragon's furious roar, Fang Zheng felt a mix of emotions.

After a moment of silence, Fang Zheng attempted to apologize. He chose to have his Block Person body perform a stealthy action, which was to bend over slightly, as a gesture of his apology.

Then, he began to speak haltingly, "Um, I'm truly sorry, really, truly sorry. I honestly didn't know I would create intelligent life at first.

"I thought what I created would be mindless NPCs. I didn't expect you to possess intelligence from birth.

"I really shouldn't have created you."

"Hmph!" The Flood Dragon let out a displeased snort, looking at their 'creator' before him adopting such a humble tone.

Fang Zheng spoke again, proposing, "Since you don't want to be created, how about we kill you now before you cause any casualties?"

Sigh, I was just bored and searched online. They say posting at midnight during the new book period might help with ranking. I'll post at midnight during the new book period then.

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