"The human race is one of the dominant races of the ancient world today. If our Devil Race wishes to fulfill its ambition of ruling the world, the human race is a hurdle we cannot bypass. Naturally, the fewer human geniuses there are, the better. Yet there are so many young geniuses among the humans—first Fa Wushuang, then this Ye Xiwen, both peerless prodigies of their generation. It would be best to kill them all, especially that Fa Wushuang. He actually triggered your tribulation of love; he deserves death all the more!" Old Asura said, his expression growing ever colder. "The reason I watched without killing that boy was also because you were bound to experience a tribulation of love sooner or later. You could not remain heartless and desireless for your entire life. You have thoroughly given up now, haven't you?"
"So you arranged for him to fall for that bitch, Ancestor?" Manyun's face darkened at once.
"It cannot exactly be said that I arranged it. I merely gave things a slight nudge. Who knew Fa Wushuang would be so lacking in resolve? It shows that his feelings for you were not sincere. If you are to rule the world and become the first female sovereign of the Devil Realm in the future, these are hurdles you must overcome!" Old Asura continued.
Manyun's expression was far from pleasant. Her ample chest rose and fell without pause, as though she were forcibly suppressing her rage. Her feelings had actually been arranged by someone else like this. Even if that person was the ancestor she had always revered, her fury still burned beyond restraint.
"What, are you angry?" Old Asura said. It was not as if he had failed to see Manyun's rage. "If you are angry, then cultivate diligently. One