Zhao Fu watched the ministers below argue without end, feeling a headache coming on. Yet he was also considering what to do. With only two months left, Great Qin had to possess the strength to withstand the invasion. Great Qin absolutely could not fall here.
Hua Ye and Zhen Yi glanced around, then hesitantly spoke up, "Your Majesty! To cultivate the Monster Realm, there may be no need to send Great Qin's people into it. Recently, the hundred demons created a Demon Soul Art."
"This Demon Soul Art can merge into the Monster Realm. Once people enter the Monster Realm, they will fall under the Demon Soul Art. Their memories will gradually disappear, and they will eventually transform into monsters. They will lose all their memories and become entirely new beings."
"As long as there is something to control them, they will obey and serve Great Qin. No matter what hatred they once held toward Great Qin, once they become monsters, they will be like newborns and no longer harbor hatred toward Great Qin."
This resolved the issue Zhao Fu had always worried about: that the monsters he cultivated would turn around and bite him. At first, Zhen Yi had hesitated over whether she should tell Zhao Fu, because this method was also harming countless living beings.
But with Great Qin now facing such immense pressure, there were no other means left. They had to think of every possible way to resist the invasion that might come from outside.
"Really?"
Zhao Fu looked at Zhen Yi with some delight. He had learned about the monsters' abilities before, but because of their flaws, he had never planned to cultivate them. If this weakness could be resolved, then Zhao Fu would have no further reservations.
Moreover, monsters gained power far faster than