"And Daughter Country had naturally made preparations for this long ago.
Unfortunately, Old Ancestor, you refused to cooperate in the slightest."
Feng Youya stared at her with a face full of hatred. He truly could not understand why everyone else could coexist in harmony, yet his own Old Ancestor simply could not.
How could he not resent her? How could he not blame her, even a little?
This was the greatest joke under heaven.
"Everything in Daughter Country should have belonged to me in the first place. Now and today, since I have returned, what could possibly belong to you?
That is simply utter nonsense, downright gibberish. Since you refuse to submit today, I shall settle this future trouble of yours today."
The Daughter Country Old Ancestor showed not the slightest regret. At this moment, she continued speaking.
With a flick of her right hand, surging golden light erupted, as though it would slaughter Feng Youya in an instant.
At that moment, Qin Jiuge had no choice but to step out from the shadows.
If he allowed the Daughter Country Old Ancestor to continue, then once Feng Youya died, most of the fixed amount of Fortune would immediately be reabsorbed by the Old Ancestor. Her Fortune at the Great Emperor Realm would return.
Then, the difficulty of dealing with her afterward would naturally rise in plain sight.
Qin Jiuge did not enjoy fighting such high-difficulty battles.
That thin golden light was a low-grade Golden Flood Dragon Scissors. Its body was divided into three blades, each with a slight curve around it, making it rather startling to behold.
With a flick of his finger, Qin Jiuge sent the Ghost Soul Blade blocking every streak of golden light. The result was fairly good.
"So it was you."
The moment she saw Qin