Chen Yang nodded, then said, "Rest assured, once the Human Clan develops, it will also nourish the Wu Tribe in return. From now on, every ten thousand years, the Human Clan will provide the Wu Tribe with varying numbers of elite Human-Wu. These Human-Wu will replenish the Wu Tribe's numbers and aid its development."
Pingxin nodded as well. "Make the arrangements as you see fit. Oh, right—you previously said that the fleshly bodies created for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were to be fused with Father God's bones?"
Chen Yang nodded. "That's right... Earlier, you were so domineering that Nuwa was left speechless and ultimately chose to yield. Not only did that allow me to obtain fifteen percent of the Human Clan Fortune, but I also gained this piece of Divine Bone. Oh, and of that fifteen percent of the Human Clan Fortune, ten percent followed the Earth Sovereign and merged into the Wu Tribe. From now on, the Wu Tribe will possess ten percent of the Human Clan's Fortune."
"Ten percent of the Human Clan's Fortune? Come to think of it, Fortune is not particularly useful to our Wu Tribe. But if it is simply handed over to the Wu Tribe like this, will the other holders of Human Clan Fortune have no objections?" Pingxin asked in return.
"It doesn't matter. As the Human Clan develops, its Fortune will eventually have to be gradually divided out in exchange for the aid of many factions. After all, the Human Clan is unlike the Wu Tribe, which can make all cultivators of the Primordial World submit through its own strength alone." Chen Yang shook his head.
In the blink of an eye, the years shifted.
Within Reincarnation, Chen Yang spent several years with Pingxin, sharing a sense of warmth.