Something Rich in Qi

"Does he even deserve a place in the Human Emperor Hall?"

As soon as Qian Guiyi finished speaking, several voices responded in perfect unison:

"The fact that Little Luo was able to bring out such a precious item shows his sincerity; he's definitely going to have a place here."

Another person chimed in, "Besides, since he agreed in the first place, he should be given a title and a position."

With these people taking the lead, many others in the crowd nodded in agreement.

Of course, for them, giving Luo Zhen a chance or not wouldn't cause them any loss.

Even for those who don't have much power to begin with, the current situation is actually a good thing—since they can gain status in the Human Emperor Hall by virtue of treasures, perhaps one day they can also gain status in the palace by virtue of their contributions.

After all, it's always better to be the first to do something; once you've set a precedent, things will be much easier later on.

There's always a procedure to follow, so why rush things?

Li Baimei's voice rang out at just the right moment:

"The more important thing right now is to figure out how to use this Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele to determine if any of the Beast Race have any offspring that Atavism."

He had barely finished speaking when Lu Xun's voice rang out, tinged with a hint of mockery:

"If the situation is unfavorable, you avoid talking about it. Li Baimei, you have a strategy."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and suddenly understood why they had felt something was amiss about the matter at the Human Emperor Hall:

This current confrontational stance is the norm for the four major powers in their interactions.

Li Baimei glanced at Lu Xun:

"I'm just focusing my energy on important matters."

"The evaluation given by the Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele only applies to our Human Race right now. Don't you think the most important thing right now is the Beast Race's side?"

"It is indeed the Beast Race' side, but..."

Qian Guiyi spoke up.

"How can we verify the matter of the Atavism cubs? Should we just capture them and bring them to the Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele?"

All eyes turned to Li Baimei.

Even if the Atavism offspring of the Beast Race truly exist, capturing them would certainly not be an easy task.

Besides, if they could capture it, why would they need the Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele?

Obviously, this is a problem.

Li Baimei turned to look at Luo Zhen and asked, "What did you mean when you said that this evaluation doesn't necessarily require someone to stand at the forefront?"

Before everyone's attention could fully focus on Luo Zhen, he spoke up in response:

"No matter what it is, as long as it has enough of that scent, it should be fine."

Should we?

Li Baimei pondered for a moment, then looked at the person beside him and said:

"Take off your clothes and throw them over there."

"Huh? Me?"

The person being stared at by Li Baimei was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"Should we... take everything off?"

He was met with an invisible force.

In an instant, like autumn leaves swept away by the wind, the man was stripped naked.

The pile of clothes was then pushed by a force to the front of the Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele.

In broad daylight, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the man shivered and was about to lash out when he realized that everyone's attention had already shifted to the Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele.

"Oh dear, it's really fogged up!"

As mist rose from the monument, someone exclaimed in surprise. Then, amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd, a blurry figure appeared in the mist.

Although not every detail was clearly visible, at first glance, it was indeed the outline of the person who had just been stripped naked.

The next moment, the fog dissipated.

A bronze light appeared in everyone's eyes, then broke away from the Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele and shone directly on the person's body.

"Holy shit!"

Someone let out a low gasp.

"This Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele is truly amazing! It can even follow people around!"

Some people showed admiration. "It seems that this thing's capabilities are far more than just a simple evaluation."

Others looked on with curiosity. "Does this light follow you no matter where you are? Wouldn't that mean..."

In the crowd, a man's eyes deepened. He drew a short sword from his robes, his expression gradually turning cold, and he murmured softly:

"Father... who exactly killed him? So many years have passed, it's time for an answer. Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele, I hope you won't disappoint me."

After saying that, he quickly walked to the Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele, and before everyone could fully react, he pushed the pile of clothes aside and turned to look at the Emperor Stele.

The familiar fog reappeared.

Immediately, a figure emerged from the mist. Upon seeing this figure, the person was slightly taken aback—for some reason, it felt somewhat familiar.

The next moment, the mist dissipated, revealing a beam of light that shot directly onto the man.

"Huh? Me?!"

The man was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically:

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Hearing the commotion, everyone looked over, and someone simply asked:

"What's wrong? Is there an error in the result?"

The man pointed to the Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele and Earthly Dao, word by word:

"This item was left behind by my father's killer! If we're talking about aura, how could it possibly be mine?"

Hearing this, the person asking the question paused for a moment, then said, "Is it possible that... you've held it for too long, and over time, it has been imbued with your aura, which is why the Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele mistook it for you?"

Upon hearing this, the man was stunned again, then the doubt on his face gradually faded, and he seemed to deflate, silently retreating to the side.

"It seems it can indeed 'infer people from things,' so the Beast Race should be no problem either, but..."

A voice hesitated, "The Beast Race don't wear clothes or use weapons, so how can we verify the origins of their Atavism?"

This question immediately caused many people present to fall into deep thought.

All the difficulties are based on the premise that "the Beast Race will definitely protect any beast cubs that have Atavism." The Dragon Race still has dragon scales, but obtaining dragon scales from Atavism cub is no less difficult than killing the cub directly.

However, without obtaining something imbued with the aura of Atavism infant, there is no way to verify its true potential and the threat it poses to Human Race.

--Then this Desolate Ancient Emperor Stele still can't really play its role.

Suddenly a voice rang out:

"Perhaps... I know we should get something done."

As soon as the voice was spoken, many people turned to look. The man confidently waved his hand and said:

"Even if his Atavism offspring is incredibly strong, it's impossible for him not to poop, right?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at everyone present.

This "idea" left many people looking on with a strange expression.

Many people initially thought this person was talking nonsense, but upon closer examination, they found that what he said actually made a lot of sense.

Surely the Beast Race can't avoid defecating, right? And even if the Beast Race's Atavism cubs are protected, would the four Sacred Beast Race protect their excrement as well?

Since the defenses against excrement aren't that strong, doesn't that mean... it's easier to get it?

After some thought, many people had to admit that the method the other party was talking about, although it sounded a bit dirty, actually seemed to be a viable approach.

So someone looked at the man and tentatively asked:

"You mean... send everyone to steal poop from the Four Sacred Beast Race?"