Within the Blood-Colored Region, the battle continued.
Jiang Chen walked through the air, listening to the notifications ringing in his ears, his grin almost reaching the sky. Was there anything in this world more satisfying than fully automated, large-scale harvesting of suckers?
Tie Zhu followed beside him with his head held high, chest thrust out, and nostrils pointing skyward, looking utterly arrogant. From time to time, he cast disdainful glances around him, carrying himself with the imposing pride of one who walked alone through armies.
"Dad! The two of us, father and son-the three of us, uncle and nephews-are just too amazing!"
He could not help exclaiming.
Beside him, the Evil Self's mouth twitched at those words, but he said nothing.
Jiang Chen, meanwhile, unceremoniously kicked the stupid flood dragon. Though it barely tickled, Tie Zhu obligingly curled up and let out several piercing cries.
"Father! Your son was presumptuous. Please forgive me!"
"Get lost!"
Jiang Chen ignored him and lowered his head to take stock of his gains.
Of course, by gains, he did not mean the things he had just stolen from those rookie Reincarnators, but the spoils from the earlier battle against the nine High-Rank Kings.
Among them, the high-quality Sacrificial Offering Prototypes in the Thirty-Story Blood Building were naturally the greatest haul, needless to say.
Jiang Chen had already decided what to do with them.
Once they got out, he would give this stupid son of his a proper Grand Sacrifice.
One reason he had this idea was that, not long ago on the River of Forgetfulness Blood River, the brat had proved loyal. Even when a Supreme Powerhouse forced Jiang Chen to the riverbed, leaving him almost certain to die, Tie Zhu had not betrayed him.
Moreover, when several High-Rank Kings attacked them back then,