"Is this... my father?"
Qiangwei was naturally intelligent and had already vaguely guessed that it was likely her father, Dukao, who had orchestrated all of this. Moreover, at that time, only her father Dukao's Deno Civilization on Earth had the ability to produce Demon Gene serum.
Is it because of Qilin?
In the next instant, she roughly guessed why her father had done that.
After all, according to the intelligence she had gathered over the years, Zhao Yili was just an ordinary policeman who at most had practiced some National Arts, and even that was incomplete, which had made him prematurely aged.
This kind of identity could never have caused her father such a great deal of trouble; clearly, the root of the problem lies with Qilin.
"Fortunately, Qilin's Shenhe Gene was not included in Dukao's plan, so the arrangement was a bit rushed. Even though it was cleaned up very well afterward, it still left a Sisi clues. The biggest flaw was with that guy A Dan."
You can take a look at these!
With a sinister smile playing on her lips, Liang Bing laid out all the evidence she had gathered over the years before Qiangwei, even managing to dredge up some of Wang Hao's past memories.
She couldn't wait for Qiangwei to see through Dukao's true colors. She didn't want them to become enemies, but she definitely wanted them to draw a clear line.
She didn't want her beloved Qiangwei to be bound by this false family affection in the future.
Struggling to sit up, Qiangwei carefully examined all the evidence, especially the memories of her predecessor that Liang Bing had retrieved from Wang Hao's demonic clone's mind.
Upon witnessing the two Humanity Sect Wang Hao's predecessor and their suggestive words, her face turned frosty, and her fair hands clenched tightly!
She recognized the two men in black; they were the trusted men of her beloved father, Dukao.
Clearly, all of this was orchestrated by her good father, meaning that all these years she had only seen a facade of Dukao, which had deceived her for so long.
"I have to Dukao for his little tricks, otherwise I would have missed out on that little bastard A Dan. It was under that little bastard's leadership that my Demon Legion achieved its current glory and promising future."
Liang Bing smiled, a very genuine smile.
She is truly grateful to Dukao in this regard; this gratitude is incredibly sincere and without any exaggeration.
"You can still laugh?"
Annoyed, Qiangwei glared at Liang Bing, then put her index finger to her ear, preparing to activate the communication network to contact Qilin. She wanted to tell Qilin everything and apologize to her.
After all, Dukao is her nominal father, and now that he has made such a big mistake, she has to apologize for it, both morally and logically.
The most important thing is to exonerate Zhao Yili and restore his innocence.
But Liang Bing suddenly blocked her communication network, Qiangwei cast a puzzled look at her.
"Can you explain this clearly? Besides, in a sense, Qilin's boyfriend is already dead. What's alive now is a fusion of that kid's memories and A Dan's fragmented memories—a completely new individual. It can't be considered the deceased Zhao Yili, understand?"
As an ancient deity who has lived for tens of thousands of years, Liang Bing has a deep understanding of human nature. Now that Qiangwei has revealed the truth, not only will the situation not be resolved, but it will only get worse.
Moreover, both the killing of Qilin's father and the Battle of the Juxia were orchestrated by Illidan and had little to do with the human Zhao Yili. Otherwise, how could that kid have been so ruthless towards Qilin on the Juxia?
If it weren't for the threat from the Super Seminary and her initial warning, that kid probably would have really tried to kill her.
Therefore, whether it's said or not, the hatred between Qilin and that little bastard Illidan is irreconcilable. Speaking it out now would only create an irreparable rift between Qilin and the Super Soldier Company, which would be extremely detrimental to the development of Earth.
"Is this the only way to keep it a secret?"
Qiangwei also realized what Liang Bing was thinking and understood her concerns. However, despite her understanding, she still felt very unwilling and guilty.
Zhao Yili is truly innocent!
If that human, Zhao Yili, truly loves Qilin, then he would definitely choose to bear everything so that Qilin can have a better future.
Besides, the person is already dead. Even if their name is cleared, will they get a single penny out of it?
Liang Bing tirelessly fed her own beloved Qiangwei with toxic chicken soup.
With a slight frown, Qiangwei sensed something was amiss, but after a quick thought, it seemed to make sense, and she accepted Liang Bing's explanation.
"You said that Illidan is a fusion of Zhao Yili's and A Dan's memories, but how much of each person's memory does he possess?"
She also recognized Illidan's danger, and that he seemed to wield authority within the Demon Legion no less than Liang Bing's, so she had to deal with him carefully.
"Don't worry, that little bastard A Dan declared independence from the Demon Legion long ago after killing that big bitch Keisha. Knowing his personality, he's unlikely to return to the Demon Legion, unless he really becomes successful one day and comes back to devour the entire Demon Civilization."
Seeing Qiangwei's worry, Liang Bing comforted her, saying she wasn't worried at all.
Although I hate to admit it, that little bastard is indeed a prodigy of Heaven-Defying Level talent, whose aptitude is by no means inferior to that human Wang Hao.
A prodigy of that caliber, even if he leaves alone, can develop a top-tier power in a very short time. In fact, his own Demon Civilization might actually be completely swallowed up by that little bastard's power in the end.
Therefore, Qiangwei's position among the demons will never be shaken until that kid returns.
"In terms of specific proportions, A Dan's memories probably take up more, about ninety percent."
After all, A Dan is an elite warrior under my command who has survived for over a thousand years. Even if he only has fragmented memories left, he still far surpasses that human kid's twenty years of accumulated experience. Otherwise, how could that kid have always coveted me?
Liang Bing was quite gratified and fortunate about this. Fortunately, A Dan's genes inherited a lot of memories. Although they were fragmented and blurry, they were still able to wash away and suppress that little bit of human memory, ultimately shaping a monster that was more inclined to be their demon.
"One last question, is my father... really dead?"
Taking a deep breath, Qiangwei had only one question left in her mind. Although she already had the answer, she still wanted to get confirmation from Liang Bing.
"I don't have concrete evidence for this, but Dukao is a well-known Kuangren in the known universe, and I personally absolutely do not believe that such Kuangren would die from a tiny Godslaying Bullet."
Believe me, you and your daughter will definitely be reunited in the future. I just hope you'll be fully prepared for that time!
Liang Bing would never lie or deceive her own beloved Qiangwei, even though she firmly believed that Dukao, that little sly one, was still alive and plotting some conspiracy in some dark corner of the universe.
But she really didn't have any corresponding evidence. It's just that Dukao had made thorough preparations long ago, and his plan was flawless. Even after all these years, she hadn't been able to find even the slightest clue.
All I can say is that Dukao truly lives up to his reputation Kuangren!
Time passed slowly like flowing water. A month after Wang Hao returned to Earth, leaders of various cosmic civilizations gathered on Dark King Star in the Solar System system. Even the Lieyang Civilization sent Admiral Pan Zhen.
After cultivating the Power of the Sun, Pan Zhen's strength increased dramatically, and he already possessed the aura of a Major God.
Similarly, there are quite a few who can rival Pan Zhen, such as Hua Ye, the Angel Scum King who installed a complete Black Hole Engine, and Carl the Death God descended in person.
In addition, there are several mysterious individuals whose strength is no less than that of Carl and the others; they are among the most powerful beings in the known universe.
With so many top-tier deities gathered here, they have only two goals: first, to eliminate Wang Hao, this variable; and second, to obtain the ancient inheritance in Wang Hao's possession.
Wang Hao's potential and strength are terrifying. Even the Super Seminary couldn't defeat him despite sending so many super-strong individuals. And his strength is still growing rapidly. Who knows if, in a while, he might be able to easily defeat even Space that has merged with the universe?
Besides, that so-called National Arts Body Refinement is really powerful, enough to mass-produce first and second generation super soldiers, and even a very few strong individuals can rival these cosmic gods.
The immense threat and the enormous profits were enough to make them put aside all past grievances and join forces to take action.
"Now that the joint resolution has been passed in full, let's move on to the second topic: the distribution of Earth's sovereignty. First of all, I want 51 percent sovereignty over Earth, or, in the words of those Earth insects, absolute controlling stake."
Leaning lazily against the throne, Hua Ye spoke in a flippant tone, yet it revealed a sense of certainty.
After all, he had moved the Heavenly Palace here and summoned millions of male angels from the universe, so Earth was already his for the taking.
If it weren't for the large number of ancient gods gathered here today, he would have wanted to take over the entire Earth as the foundation for his comeback.
"I'm not greedy, fifty percent is fine with me."
An ancient god spoke with a chuckle, revealing his will regarding the distribution of the earth.
"I want forty percent!"
Forty-five percent!
Thirty percent!
Everyone spoke up one by one, stating their own allocation criteria. In the end, only Carl the Death God and Pan Zhen, representing the Lieyang Civilization, remained silent.
"On behalf of the Lieyang Civilization, I demand sovereignty over 30 percent of Earth."
Pan Zhen calmly stated a standard allocation criteria, and finally everyone's attention turned to the last one, Carl the Death God.
"I have no interest in the sovereignty of the Earth, but I want the souls of all humankind after they die!"
Carl the Death God, abandoning his usual gentle scholarly demeanor, suddenly became sharp and menacing, clearly determined to seize the souls of the dead on Earth.
In his Ultimate Void, the body is merely a burden; only the pure soul is the foundation of everything.
The potential shown by humans on Earth greatly intrigued him. If he had a large number of human souls, especially those of National Arts masters, as material, he might be able to research something new.
But just then, a frivolous and lazy voice suddenly rang out in the solemn hall.
"Tsk tsk, where did this fruit come from? It's quite crunchy!"