"But I still feel like I'm letting my sovereign down."
Di Tian felt guilty. If he really went through with this, he would truly be standing against his sovereign.
He was Di Tian, steadfastly loyal for a hundred thousand years. To betray her in a single day left him feeling hollow, as though he had lost something important—turns out, he had thrown away his integrity.
Still, though he had submitted to his sovereign's tyrannical might, he actually had many grievances against her.
In truth, her injuries were not as severe as everyone believed. No one else knew, but he knew very well; he simply never said anything.
What his sovereign was truly hiding from was the Golden Dragon King imprisoned in the God Realm, because she knew that the Golden Dragon King would break free sooner or later.
The Golden Dragon King, filled with negative emotions, would never willingly remain suppressed forever. And once he escaped, the first thing he would do would undoubtedly be to devour his sovereign.
Di Tian did not feel any hatred toward the Golden Dragon King. After all, both the Golden Dragon King and his sovereign were halves of the Dragon God. The Golden Dragon King's strength and bloodline were even far above hers. It was merely that the Golden Dragon King had been imprisoned by the God Realm, while his sovereign had happened to escape.
His sovereign actually knew everything. Over these ten thousand years, she had been fully aware of everything the soul beasts had suffered. She was entirely capable of acting.
Before humanity had truly risen to prominence, he had petitioned his sovereign many times. Even if they could not wipe out humanity, they could at least curb its growth. But his sovereign had been far too cautious, delaying again and again until the soul beast race had nearly been dragged into extinction.
And the first thing she did after waking up was not to settle accounts with humanity, but to choose to take human form.
He had reminded his sovereign that humanity's current strength was not to be underestimated, but it had only been a reminder—could those people really resist a true god?
Humanity's strongest were only demigods, while his sovereign was at least at the level of a God King. Even suppressed by Douluo Star's laws, unifying the entire Douluo Continent would still be effortless.
He had only said that humanity had become too strong for them to fight, never that his sovereign could not deal with them. Yet she had immediately gone off to take human form, so quickly that he had not even had time to react. He really had to say, "Thanks."
And he truly did not think much of his sovereign's plan.
How many soul beasts could she revive by lurking in the human world?
She might as well rely on him to produce them.
Since his sovereign was so useless, he could only support a new sovereign himself.
Lin Chen was right. If he did not seize this chance, he would be no great hero at all. Raising an entirely new sovereign into the ruler of all soul beasts did not sound bad either.
He had ambitions.
When he chose to cooperate with Lin Chen and become a traitor, he had really been telling himself that he was doing it all for the Dragon Clan, that he would one day welcome his sovereign back.
But no one was willing to let others reap the fruits of their labor. Now that there was a brand-new sovereign, what else was there to say?
Just do it!
As long as there was a new sovereign, he would be a hero of the Dragon Clan, no longer a traitor.
In that case, his old sovereign could only become a substitute. They were the true orthodox soul beasts; his sovereign and the soul beast army she would revive in the future would be rebels.
His sovereign acted for the soul beast race, and he was supporting a new sovereign for the future of soul beasts. Neither of them was wrong. The only thing wrong was this world.
When Lin Chen heard Di Tian speak, he had initially wanted to offer a few words of persuasion. But when he saw Di Tian fall silent, he simply watched him and let him think it through himself.
Only after a quarter of an hour, when he saw Di Tian's furrowed brows relax, did he know it was settled.
"What? Thought it through?" Lin Chen asked teasingly.
Di Tian nodded heavily. "Yes, you're right. The Dragon God is dead; a new god must rise!
"Following my sovereign cannot save the soul beast race. We can only rely on ourselves!"
"Then fine. From today onward, we're in this together, contract or no contract.
"Now we have a common enemy: your former sovereign.
"What was your sovereign's name again?"
"Gu Yuena, the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena.
"Gu Yuena is her divine name."
"Gu Yuena, huh?
"She split into two. Since this one is called Na'er, and the other half holds two-thirds of her, that means she has two names, right?
"She must be called Gu Yue.
"In that case, Gu Yue will be our enemy from now on.
"Any who possess king's blood shall meet their end by the sword. From this day forth, it will be a struggle between two rulers.
"We won't sabotage her either. Fair competition. She develops her side, we develop ours, and we'll see who's more badass."
Di Tian's eyes immediately lit up. "That could work!"
Although Di Tian had already made his decision, if he were suddenly asked to act against his sovereign now, he still found it difficult to convince himself.
This method of fair competition was excellent!
They were both doing it for the soul beasts anyway. When the time came, the winner could take over all the loser's assets. It would feel amazing!
But Di Tian did not think he would lose. What the hell were a few revived soul beasts? Mating was the true way!
"I can't take it anymore, I'm in the mood. I'm going to go do my breeding duty first. You deal with the new sovereign!"
"Damn, you're in the mood already?"
Watching Di Tian's excited appearance, Lin Chen could not help but sigh. "The power of fighting spirit can actually make someone do it just through willpower..."
All he could say was, incredible. Truly incredible!
Di Tian was not worried in the slightest that Lin Chen would do anything to Na'er—like hell Lin Chen was that perverted!
While Na'er was still sleeping, Lin Chen quickly took out an entire set of collection-type Soul Tools from his storage Soul Tool and collected some of Na'er's hair, nails, and skin flakes.
Then he pushed back her sleeve, revealing her pink, lotus-root-like arm. After gently inserting a blood-drawing needle, he collected a large tube of blood and stored it in a high-grade low-temperature storage Soul Tool.
He first needed to study the differences between soul beasts that had taken human form and ordinary soul beasts.
After finishing all that, Lin Chen pretended that nothing had happened and quietly waited.
Still, Lin Chen felt as though he had overlooked something. But he quickly shook his head—what could possibly be more important than Na'er?
It had to be an illusion.
At the same time, the outside world had descended into chaos.
The Lin Clan Group's purple mecha legion had deployed in full force, surrounding Eastsea Academy so tightly that not even water could pass through.
At the very front stood an old man in a black robe. He was over two meters tall, with short silver hair and a powerfully built physique.
Beside him, Mu Yao spoke through tears. "Wuwuwu, Grandpa, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have listened to him and let him leave alone. What do we do?
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Yaoyao, don't cry. Grandpa is here." As he spoke, Mu Zhen swept a cold gaze toward the butler beside them, who had long since lost his composure. "You truly are useless. You lost your master just from parking a car. No wonder his parents would..."
Mu Zhen did not finish that sentence, because he knew there was no point in saying it to the butler. Given his status, he was not qualified to say such things.
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