Dao Qiongchang no longer looked like the Dao Hall Master. He looked more like some petty villain sneaking around to do something shady.
He snickered a few times. "To be precise, Ba Zunan and Moon Palace Slave once had a child. If the child had grown up smoothly, then now... well, they would probably be about Xiao Kongtong's age?"
Once?
Jinren caught that key word.
If the child was born of the Eighth Sword Immortal and the Moon Clan's Holy Emperor, just how high would their talent be?
And if they were about Xiao Kongtong's age, why had no one heard of them in the Five Domains? Had they vanished into the masses? So...
"Something happened?" Jinren asked.
"Mmgh..." Zhu Yike struggled, discovered that he could not get up, and simply stopped resisting. Listening while sitting was listening, and being sat on while listening was still listening.
"Not only did something happen—quite a lot happened." Dao Qiongchang smiled nonchalantly, gazing into the night sky as his thoughts drifted. "The five Saint Emperor families place immense importance on bloodlines. Within them... ah, within us, there are special methods of continuing the bloodline."
"The purpose is for later generations to inherit the previous generation's Holy Emperor status with the finest possible talent, holding power generation after generation, passing it down forever... ah, forever."
"But human nature is not like that. The desire for freedom exists even within the Saint Emperor families."
"Every generation, there are always a few who try to rebel against the 'rules.' Most are exiled and become castoffs of the Saint Emperor families."
"Do you know what such people are called within us?" Dao Qiongchang turned his head.
"What?" Jinren followed up, while Zhu Yike also stopped rolling his eyes about, swallowing the bloody froth at the corner of