This news finally lifted the great stone hanging over Li Ziran's heart. Now all he had to do was wait to meet this Aimier.
Capturing Aimier would require a certain amount of skill.
Anjebel would be the main force. She would slowly lure the other party into the robot to observe the experiments, making her acknowledge organ modification from the bottom of her heart.
Conquering an opponent through the heart like this would undoubtedly be far more advantageous.
Of course, Li Ziran would never place his hopes on so-called sisterly affection.
Void Spirits were the best choice.
Void Spirits could create illusions exceptionally well, then use the Puppet Curse to control the body. Subduing an Primordial Elf like this would not be difficult at all.
Aimier was merely a small prey. What Li Ziran wanted more was her mother.
A first-generation Elf.
In order to leave a good impression on the Primordial Elf who was about to appear, Li Ziran began appearing everywhere hand in hand with Ke'er. He had even started accepting condolences from ordinary clan members.
At the appropriate time, he would modify the tailbones of certain Elves.
There was still one week until his wedding, and the Primordial Elves would arrive three days before it.
Every moment felt like counting out his days. He could be absolutely patient during surgery, yet this sort of waiting was unbearably torturous.
Recently, his reputation had risen tremendously, mainly because the Human Race had made its stance known.
William VII planned to send a delegation for war negotiations with the Elves, as well as to attend the Queen's first wedding.
The wedding was clearly the best pretext. Every race could use this opportunity to make contact with Li Ziran.
His bounty still stood at five million gold coins, but the leaders