"There's a second way."
Jiang Mu did not answer Dugu Bo's question directly. Instead, he raised a finger and said,
"The other way is for your Martial Soul to evolve toward becoming a Flood Dragon."
"What?"
Dugu Bo froze. How was that any different from what he had said? Even if a Martial Soul could evolve, wouldn't it still have to be passed down?
And there was a more important question.
"Can it really evolve? Even improving the quality of our Martial Soul and solving our so-called resource problem would be pushing the limits, with only a slim chance of success. Why bring evolution into it?"
Jiang Mu raised an eyebrow.
"Even a carp can leap through the dragon gate. Why can't the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor become a Flood Dragon?"
With so many Immortal Herbs, who knew what might be possible? Add his Light Phoenix Essence Blood, and the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor might grow stronger still.
"As for childbirth and numbers, if things work out later, I can help awaken a few more of you. Whether you have children is up to you. If you can't even stay alive, why worry about descendants?"
"If you and your grandson are the only ones left with the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Martial Soul, what inheritance will there be to talk about? Staying alive matters most."
"Well..."
Dugu Bo paused. That did make sense.
They had no hope of surviving as things stood. Worrying about the future now would be like fearing the sky might fall.
Better to survive first and truly free themselves from the torment of their Martial Soul. Only then would they have the right to consider the future—and his grandson's children.
"Very well, Young Master. I place my life in your hands. I hope you'll honor our