Li Qing went to lend a hand and watched the minotaur-and-green-hat drama unfold. He came back thoroughly satisfied, having indulged his sense of fun.
He felt this round of melon-eating had been well worth it.
The show had been excellent.
Afterward, he did not stay behind. He politely declined the Atabia brothers' invitation and returned directly to his own universe.
After all, Atabia had opened a forbidden door. If everyone followed his example, then in the eras to come, every powerhouse would be a minotaur. If he did not guard his own home, he might easily attract the attention of the Old Wang next door.
Still, he had obtained 1.5% of the matter this time, so on the surface, he had not lost out.
In the Heavenly Realm, inside a teahouse.
Li Qing sat in a chair, eating pastries and sipping tea. Before him, a troupe of ancient-god Fairy Maidens danced passionately, their waists twisting with sexy, fiery allure.
"His Majesty, why did you only take the money?"
Sylvie poured the tea and could not help saying, "The remaining 1.5% of the matter from that universe looks as though it was divided equally, but in reality, the territory of that universe is what matters most."
That bit of matter was practically worthless!
That was the universe Elise had painstakingly cultivated.
All the buildings and powerhouses within it, including the gifted bloodline All Living Beings Elise had created—ordinary citizens throughout that universe were innate pseudo-ancient gods. Those life systems that had surpassed the era by countless versions were all invisible treasures!
That universe was flourishing beyond compare. In the future, powerhouses would surely emerge one after another, making it an inexhaustible source of troops.
With that rear base, they would likely grow like a snowball rolling downhill.
That was precisely why