A Small Gamble, a Small Profit; a Big Gamble, a Big Profit; No Gamble, No Profit

Whoosh--

Smack

The long sword flew in and was caught in the hand of the figure.

His gaze remained Jingjing on the long sword for a long time before he finally let out a soft sigh.

"Unfilial descendants."

"They're all a bunch of unfilial descendants."

"Has this long sword been sitting here for so many years without anyone touching it?"

At this moment, the two men, gazing at the figure wielding the knife, no longer harbored any doubts; instead, they felt excitement and exhilaration.

The reason the patriarch is placed here is not because he is "old" enough, but because he is strong enough.

The Ding Family's current status can be largely attributed to this ancestor.

But now, this ancestor has actually not died; he has woken up.

At this moment, nothing is more exciting than this.

At this moment, the figure spoke again, asking a question.

"Where is the current clan leader? Where is he?"

One of the two spoke.

"Ancestor, the clan leader is currently with the Human Emperor Hall, heading to the Dragon Race to slay the evil dragon."

As he spoke, he condensed the relevant information into a point of light, flicked his finger, and the point of light arrived in front of his figure.

A moment later, a glint flashed in the figure's eyes.

"The Human Emperor Hall, the Dragon Race... Why aren't you involved in such an important matter?"

Upon hearing this, the two exchanged a glance.

"The clan has already dispatched enough forces, but to guard against any unforeseen circumstances, someone still needs to be stationed there."

The figure nodded and asked again.

"So where are you two stationed? Is it just this ancestral mausoleum?"

The two hesitated for a moment, but then nodded.

"Our ancestors were great; we shouldn't let them be disturbed so easily."

The figure had barely finished speaking when he let out a cold snort.

"Don't you even know what time it is?"

"Whether it's the Dragon Race or the Human Emperor Hall, aren't these all opportunities for us?"

"Small bets, small wins; big bets, big wins; no bets, no wins. Don't you understand such a simple principle?"

As he spoke, the figure stood up and walked forward.

"Go and help immediately."

"As for this ancestral mausoleum, I, the ancestor, will personally disturb it!"

The two exchanged a glance, then both nodded.

"We'll do as the Ancestor says."

After saying that, the two of them left at the same time.

Since the ancestor has said so, they, as the younger generation, naturally have no reason not to listen.

Moreover, since the patriarch allowed them to leave, he must have some things to do himself.

Although their job is to guard the ancestral tombs, as the ancestor just said, that is all they do.

Thanks to the formidable defenses of his Ding Clan, this job was never marred by any unexpected incidents.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have waited until the ancestor had opened the lid before arriving.

I'm afraid even our ancestor already knows about this.

Now that the ancestor has awakened again, some forces within the clan are bound to undergo new changes.

Now is the time when we absolutely cannot afford to give our ancestor too many negative impressions.

Of course, there is another reason: no matter what the ancestor wants to do, they will not stop him.

Since we can't stop them, we might as well just ignore it.

The Ancestor must have his own plans. After all, he's the one who's supported half of the Ding Clan. Would he really harm them?

On the other side.

"Senior Brother Mu, that's enough. I can handle the rest myself."

Mu Fan gave Zhong Ming an approving look.

"Judging from this, your speed isn't slow at all."

Zhong Ming smiled.

"That was a close call, but luckily they were a bit too complacent and slow to react, otherwise it would have been too late."

After a pause, Zhong Ming glanced back at the location of the Ding Clan's ancestral tomb.

"Senior Brother Mu, please let me in before you leave."

Mu Fan nodded, picked up the sack, and put Zhong Ming back.

He then returned to the field.

Looking at the fierce battle, Mu Fan couldn't help but smile.

"If this fight goes on any longer, your ancestors will be here to send you off to meet them soon."

After saying that, Mu Fan shook his head, took out the musket that the system had previously rewarded him with, and blew on the muzzle.

"Pick some unlucky people and make them unlucky."

Meanwhile, among the Dragon Race...

Xiao Ye turned to look at Lu Changzhi.

"Master, will it take some more time for Black Tortoise and the others to arrive?"

Lu Changzhi nodded.

They're not in a hurry.

"A Black Tortoise with two heads can serve two purposes; it's perfect as a backup plan."

Xiao Ye simply nodded.

Lu Changzhi smiled inwardly.

The idea of "being a backup plan" was made up on the spot; in reality, he just hadn't had time to move to Black Tortoise's side yet, otherwise he definitely could have "inserted" it in.

However, seeing that Xiao Ye clearly wanted to get involved, Lu Changzhi thought for a moment.

"You can start by doing your own thing."

Xiao Ye thought for a moment, then looked at the large pot that Luo Ling'er had, and spoke up.

"Senior Sister Luo, is it possible to poison this soup?"

Luo Ling'er blinked.

"Of course."

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it, and a bunch of strange and unusual ingredients floated in front of him.

"Hmm, this poison... this is poisonous too... hmm, this poison is even more potent..."

As she spoke, Luo Ling'er did so as if she were "calling out troops."

"This one, this one, this one, and this one."

As she spoke, Luo Ling'er reached out and took out a bunch of chives, threw them into the pot, then took out a handful of chili peppers, stirred them with a spoon, and showed a thoughtful expression on her face. She then took out a pile of poison powder and sprinkled it in like seasoning.

Then bring it to a boil over a large fire.

Before long, a rich, exotic fragrance wafted out and filled the area.

Xiao Ye swallowed hard, took a deep look at the delicious-looking food in the big pot, and couldn't help but say.

"Senior Sister Luo, this poison actually smells even better than what we usually eat."

Luo Ling'er nodded and said seriously.

Of course.

"The most poisonous things are those that are impossible to resist."

Xiao Ye nodded in deep agreement.

After Luo Ling'er ladled the pot of "poison" out, she immediately collected all of it.

Then, he went to Lu Changzhi's place.

"Master, I'll go now."

After saying that, he left the Dragon Race.

Before long, in the midst of the chaos, a fist-sized ball of venom was released into the void.

The next moment, Xiao Ye shouted.

"So this is the secret to the Dragon Race's rapid recovery!"

Perhaps fearing others wouldn't see it, Xiao Ye deliberately surrounded the ball of poison with golden light.

In fact, it doesn't have to be that way.

This poison not only looked and smelled delicious, but more importantly, it exuded a strong life force, which attracted the attention of many people nearby as soon as it appeared.

No sooner had Xiao Ye finished speaking than a figure rushed over.

Just as the opponent was about to collect the venom, it suddenly flew upwards and then exploded with a bang, turning into countless droplets the size of water droplets that scattered in all directions.

Along with it, a rich aroma and a sense of life also spread.

"Hold!"

The person who made the first move cursed under his breath and immediately adjusted his stance to collect the items.

"Roll!"

Suddenly, a low shout rang out like a thunderclap, and a long sword slashed down from the side.

The man was startled and quickly moved aside.

After creating some distance, his expression darkened.

There, an old figure was excitedly absorbing the liquid that had just exploded and gathering it back into a ball, speaking out.

Giving you such resources would be a waste.

After saying that, he swallowed the entire mass of venom in one gulp, right in front of the anxious and angry gazes of countless people.

The old man's face lit up with an expression of immense satisfaction, and he became remarkably energetic.

This scene has truly infuriated many people.

It could have been shared with many people, but the other party wanted to keep it all for themselves.

"There can't be only this much, there must be more!"

Some people immediately turned their gaze to their surroundings.

"This is definitely a valuable item. If we encounter it again, we will stop at nothing to get it!"