The Striking God Stone listened to Meng Chuan and Willow God talk, trembling with fear.
This man and this tree had exposed all his secrets in a few words.
Meng Chuan sensed the Striking God Stone's unease and said kindly:
"Don't be afraid. We're good people."
What villain would admit he was a villain?!
The Striking God Stone shouted inwardly, though he wasn't truly worried for his life.
He and the Naughty Kid were friends, after all.
"I've long heard of your noble character, esteemed seniors."
The Striking God Stone flattered Meng Chuan and Willow God.
"There's no need for that." Meng Chuan smiled and shook his head. "Stay with Little Nonpoint and grow alongside him. You'll benefit from it."
"Making up for your shortcomings and restoring the glory of the Striking God Stone race won't be a problem."
The Striking God Stone belonged to one of the Ten Fiends' races. Once he reached the Quasi-Immortal King level, he could wield Immortal King Combat Power if he unleashed his ferocity.
And barring some calamity like the war at the end of the Immortal Ancient Era,
any of the Ten Fiends who reached the Quasi-Immortal King level had a good chance of becoming an Immortal King if they lived long enough.
At the very least, their chances were far greater than those of ordinary Quasi-Immortal Kings.
Now that Little Nonpoint had brought this Striking God Stone back, and the two got along well,
he was naturally one of their own.
With proper cultivation and his shortcomings remedied, he would become an Immortal King.
This Striking God Stone's shortcomings were hardly fatal.
The race's unique way of reproducing meant they would never suffer grievous injuries in the womb like Kunpeng's son or the True Dragon's son.
This Striking God Stone had developed