Perfect Human Clan

"Ancestral Dragon... Since you know so much, there is no need for us to waste words. What do you gain through me? Or rather, what must I give to obtain what I want?" Chen Yang asked.

Ancestral Dragon looked at Chen Yang and said softly, "What I want is something you cannot accomplish for now."

"Cannot accomplish? You want to be revived?" Chen Yang asked.

"Revival is merely one part of the plan. You also know the Dragon Vein's uniqueness. If I rashly revive, all living beings of the Primordial World will turn against me. Do you think you can contend against all living beings?" Ancestral Dragon asked.

"Difficult. With my current cultivation, it would be very difficult," Chen Yang said.

"Exactly. That is why you cannot accomplish what I want for now. However, your potential is limitless. You may very well be the Son of Destiny of this era. For that reason, I will invest in you in advance," Ancestral Dragon said.

"Wait... Son of Destiny? What does that mean?" Chen Yang asked.

"Within the Primordial World, every cycle of an era gives birth to certain special cultivators. These cultivators grow step by step, becoming stronger until they ultimately influence the entire era. Such cultivators gather vast Fortune around themselves, and so they are called Sons of Destiny.

Every Son of Destiny has great opportunities. However, Sons of Destiny within the Primordial World possess great opportunities, but also great dangers. If they overcome those great dangers, they can grow. If they fail to overcome them, they die miserably. Eastern Sovereign, Dijun, Dijiang... they too were Sons of Destiny," Ancestral Dragon said.

Chen Yang's expression turned grave. "If those who bear great Fortune are Sons of Destiny, then wouldn't there be many of them in the Primordial World?"

"No. There