The Demon Emperor patted his shoulder. "I hope you can forget all of this. The Demon Emperor is still the same Demon Emperor. Nothing has changed."
Ancestor Minghe grew even more apprehensive. "What are you saying, Your Majesty? I didn't see anything just now. Please don't frighten me."
Although he claimed to have seen nothing, he immediately offered up his soul. "I am willing to offer you my soul."
The Demon Emperor nodded in satisfaction at his good sense.
He gathered up the soul.
After stamping it with his own mark, he returned it to Ancestor Minghe.
This made the Demon Emperor rather fond of Ancestor Minghe's good sense.
Dealing with such a clever man truly was comfortable.
Without making the Demon Emperor rack his brains, he knew what he should do next.
That put the Demon Emperor's mind considerably more at ease.
"How are the Asura Race's preparations coming along?"
Ancestor Minghe nodded somewhat bitterly. "Rest assured, Your Majesty. Everything is ready. We can leave for the Primordial World at any time."
At that moment, Ancestor Minghe was filled with regret. Why did he have to be able to keep track of everything that happened within the river?
How blissful it would have been if he could have remained ignorant.
Instead, he had inadvertently discovered one of the Demon Emperor's deeply buried secrets.
He was practically courting death.
And he was traveling farther and farther down that road.
But the matter was already settled. Blaming himself would do no good.
He also understood that some things had two sides.
His relationship with the Demon Emperor was now growing closer and closer.
Previously, he would never even have dared to imagine it.
After all, the Demon Emperor had once been unwilling to spare the likes of Ancestor Minghe so much