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One would be even worse."
The Black Cat looked solemn, not joking in the slightest. Yet it had no idea how to convey the pile of complicated magical theories the True Self had stuffed into its mind to this stone-headed fellow. After thinking seriously for a moment, it finally thought of a rather inappropriate analogy. "For example, the Spirit Dragon and the Rule of Death are like the Xuanhuang Small World's two biological sons. Both were born under the world's special care, blessed with great fortune—mm, if the Xuanhuang Small World is their mother, then Waghar, or rather, its remains, is their father—they were born from the interaction between the world and the lingering aura of a Legend. Before this, you adopted away its eldest son, gave him plastic surgery, and changed his household registration. The Xuanhuang Small World might have been somewhat dissatisfied, but you helped the world sort out its Earth Veins and Earth Qi, earning plenty of merit, so even though you adopted one of its sons, it grudgingly accepted it—"
Hearing strange phrases like "interaction," "plastic surgery," and "changing household registration," Little Jade's exquisite little face could not help but twist.
She wanted to interrupt several times, but forcibly held herself back each time.
The Black Cat turned a blind eye and continued its explanation. "—Now, not only do you want to adopt away its younger son as well, you also plan to kill its eldest son and directly have the younger son take over the eldest son's household registration—not only do you plan to kill its eldest son, you even plan to drag it, or its younger son, over and demonstrate the entire process right in front of them—think about it, is that something a person would do? Is that something a person could