The loyalty of a quasi-Primordial Saint was at least a decent bargaining chip.
Cangyuan could not help but nod, smiling. "Ancestor Dragon, your awareness is quite high."
Ancestor Dragon gave a bitter smile. The sharpness and ambition he had possessed when contending for supremacy in the Prehistoric World had long vanished from his eyes, leaving only the weariness and vicissitudes of time. "Having experienced so much, how could I have lived until now if my awareness were not high enough?"
"I have a method. If it succeeds, it will not only cleanse the Heavenly Dao Karma of your Dragon Clan, but may even allow you to attain the Dao in one stroke, saving you the effort of an entire Yuanhui."
Cangyuan said.
The moment those words fell, Ancestor Dragon grew excited. His dragon eyes widened, like a blazing sun and a lone moon.
"All living beings of the Prehistoric World say that when it comes to schemes and calculations, you, Cangyuan, are the greatest in the Prehistoric World. It seems that claim is true."
"I, Ancestor Dragon, am willing to swear upon the Heavenly Dao... no, upon the Great Dao. I swear to serve the Martial Hall unto death and follow the Saint!"
"Good."
Cangyuan nodded in satisfaction, his smile gentle. "Listen carefully."
"A World of Great Contention will arrive before long. But it has little to do with you. What you need to do is..."
Cangyuan told Ancestor Dragon every step of the plan.
After hearing it, Ancestor Dragon nodded solemnly. "Rest assured, Saint. I will certainly handle this matter well and allow the Human Race to achieve true unification!"
First Emperor Ying Zheng had ended the era of feudal fragmentation that had plagued the Human Race for tens of thousands of years. He standardized writing, carriage axle widths,