But Summers did not attack.
It simply stood there, its ghostly green eyes fixed on Bei Huai.
Then its mental fluctuations entered Bei Huai's sea of consciousness again.
This time, the message was long.
"The Bei Clan. Descendants of the Chiyou Tribe. Defeated in a great battle against the Yellow Emperor five thousand years ago, they retreated to Mongolia and changed their surname to Bei. They rose to prominence in North Bear and spread across the globe."
The voice lingered in Bei Huai's mind, impossible to shake. "After the mysterious resurgence, a genius emerged in the clan: Bei Huai. Peak Divine Treasury Realm, twenty-five years old.
"He once attended Pengcheng High Martial Arts in Huaxia and pursued Chen Hao's younger sister, Chen Siyao. Rejected. Exposed. Expelled. He slunk back to North Bear Continent."
Bei Huai's expression changed.
Summers paused, then continued sending mental fluctuations.
"You hate Chen Siyao. You hate Huaxia. You want to reclaim the glory your clan once held in Huaxia."
"But you cannot. Because Chen Hao looms over you like a mountain."
"So..."
Summers drifted a step closer.
"I am here to help you."
Bei Huai's sword hand trembled.
Not from fear.
It was a mixture of rage and humiliation.
"You... you... how do you know all this?" he asked through gritted teeth.
Summers did not answer that question.
It simply continued, "Cooperate with me. Help me open a door, and I will help you rule Blue Star."
Bei Huai froze for a moment.
"Rule Blue Star?" he sneered. "Every realm your Gold-Eater Clan passes through, every planet, gets devoured into a dead world. And you're talking to me about ruling Blue Star?"
"Blue Star will not die." There was no trace of emotion in Summers's mental fluctuations. "Blind Ancient only wants the Dao Foundation. Once it