500: The bloated Zhao Qinghe

The Zhao Family Old Ancestor was overcome with emotion, itching to charge in immediately and bring the legendary Father God home.

At this moment, similar scenes were playing out among the teams from other factions.

Upon learning of the harvest, the older generation from each side was moved to tears, exclaiming, "The ancestors are blessing us."

Only the Old Ancestor of the Demon God Dojo had a somewhat stiff expression.

"What? The Queen of the Underworld remnant fell into the hands of that brat Wu Xian?" Old Ancestor Zhang, who was with Zhang Yao, had a fluctuating expression.

Thinking back on it now, he realized that the expression on Wu Xian's face when he spoke to them had been off, revealing a hint of guilt.

"This is going to be trouble," Old Ancestor Zhang gritted his teeth, feeling a secret headache, "It's inevitable that we'll be heavily extorted by those old guys from the Association."

"It is all due to our incompetence," the Elder of the Demon God Dojo said, asking for punishment.

"No matter, that brat is absurdly difficult; it really cannot be blamed on you," Old Ancestor Zhang was reasonable and open-minded, "We can just haggle with the Association later."

At least in his view, that "Queen of the Underworld remnant" was of no use to the Association.

Unless they were dead set on going against their Demon God Dojo.

If it were any other Dojo, this might truly be a possibility.

But for the Association, the likelihood was very small.

After all, the Association had always maintained a "neutral" stance, acting as a mediator for their open and secret struggles, and the Association's own foundation and level were far inferior to theirs.

Even if they wanted to use the Queen of the Underworld remnant to compete with them for the ownership of the Queen of the Underworld, they could not possibly win against them.

Just kidding; the Queen of the Underworld had never been lost, and the major families of their Demon God Dojo had been refining and optimizing it for thousands of years.

When it came to the concept of the "Queen of the Underworld," who could compare to them?

"Xiao Yao, go have a chat with that little guy later; as long as the demands aren't too excessive, just agree to them," Old Ancestor Zhang said, "After all, it is the remnant of Her Highness, the Queen of the Underworld."

Although unique items were valuable, as units of combat power, the more scrolls, the better.

Coupled with the current golden age of the proliferation of the source essence of law, it would be easy to restore the Queen of the Underworld remnant into a second black scroll Queen of the Underworld.

Two Her Highness, Queen of the Underworlds—just thinking about it was a bit exciting.

"Strange, what is going on with those people from the Shendu Dojo? Why are they all bruised and swollen?" The Old Ancestors from all sides were successively attracted by the miserable appearance of the Shendu Dojo team.

The Elder of the Demon God Dojo hurriedly explained, "They encountered an angel-form remnant, and the Shendu Dojo went bloodthirsty, insisting it was some Highness from their Family. The key point is, no one had ever heard of them having such a black scroll."

"And then? They were beaten like this by their own remnant?" Old Ancestor Zhang joked.

"You could say that," the Elder of the Demon God Dojo laughed, "That angel remnant was truly powerful. In the end, it was only successfully captured with our assistance, and we also took the Opportunity to do them a favor."

"Not bad, not bad," Old Ancestor Zhang nodded with satisfaction, "Alright, let's go back and recuperate first. I'm going to have a good talk with that old monster Feng."

After speaking, he signaled his people to withdraw to the rear to rest.

He then went to find Elder Feng of the Association with a dark face, "Old Feng, that little grandson of yours doesn't show any mercy in his dealings~!"

"What is the matter?" Elder Feng asked, knowing the answer.

"Just name a price," Old Ancestor Zhang said irritably, "You know in your heart what the Queen of the Underworld means to our Demon God Dojo, as long as it isn't too excessive, that is fine."

"Ahem," Elder Feng chuckled happily, "No rush, no rush. Let's talk slowly. The urgent matter at hand is to join forces to deal with the threat of the Evil God."

"..." Although Old Ancestor Zhang felt a bit stifled, he was helpless.

Hearing this, he knew that the Association was definitely going to make a huge demand.

But there was no help for it; who told their people not to be up to the task?

"Fine, fine," Old Ancestor Zhang waved his hand impatiently, his face suddenly becoming serious and solemn, "However, the value of this New Abyss really needs to be re-evaluated."

Regarding this, Feng Xu was not surprised.

From the moment he learned about the ancient scroll Legacy, he knew that all parties would definitely intervene comprehensively.

While they were talking, the other Old Ancestors also gathered one after another in the frontline camp, their faces unable to hide their joy.

After all, the harvest of each team this time was too great.

But all the Old Ancestors understood that this harvest was merely the tip of the iceberg of the "New Abyss Treasure Trove."

Therefore, the subsequent crusade against the New Abyss and the distribution of benefits were the top priorities.

"Everyone is an old acquaintance here, so let's speak plainly," the Old Ancestor of the Shendu Dojo spoke first, "For this great battle to crusade against the Evil God, our Shendu is prepared to fully intervene. If you want to follow, follow; if you don't want to, then don't."

"Follow! We must follow! Why wouldn't we follow?" the Old Ancestors from all sides responded in unison, "Could all the good things be taken by your Shendu alone?"

"Exactly, speaking as if we are all a bunch of cowards who fear death," the Old Ancestor of the Tongtian Dojo said righteously, "In such a great disaster and catastrophe that threatens all of humanity, how could the figure of our Tongtian Dojo be missing?"

"Protecting humanity and fighting against evil has always been the core program of our Divine Beast Dojo!"

Facing the high-sounding speeches from all sides, Feng Xu smiled without saying a word.

But as the saying goes, "If a man does not seek his own interests, heaven and earth will destroy him." Even their Association often considered the costs.

Therefore, even if all parties came for the sake of profit, it was still worth acknowledging.

"Just received news from the Mechanical Dojo that the loophole on the side of the Heavens has been successfully patched. Now, the Evil God has fallen into a situation where it can neither advance nor retreat," Feng Xu cleared his throat and said solemnly, "That is the situation. I wonder what everyone's thoughts are?"

"Kill! We must kill! Eliminate future troubles once and for all!"

"It is said that one should strike while the iron is hot. If we don't deal a lethal blow, we beacons of humanity might as well quit."

"Yes, yes, yes, we must cut the weeds and dig up the roots!"

Feng Xu curled his lips and smiled, "Anyone can say pretty words; the key is action and sincerity!"

"Rest assured~ everyone who should come has come," Old Ancestor Zhang joked, "At the critical moment, we old guys will definitely cooperate fully, but you also know the situation of everyone. We are old, and our bodies..."

"..." Feng Xu rolled his eyes upon hearing this, "So you are fighting for my Association, is that it?"

Upon hearing this, the Old Ancestors from all sides showed embarrassed expressions.

"Ahem, that... there's nothing for free, but buying with money is okay, right?" The Zhao Family Old Ancestor of the Undead Dojo said, his eyes shining.

"That is something we can talk about," Feng Xu smiled.

While the Old Ancestors were discussing, the frontline outside the camp was not idle either.

The Scions of Noble Families who returned victoriously were triumphant and high-spirited, looking at everyone else as if they were trash.

There was no help for it; holding so many excellent ancient scroll remnants, anyone would get carried away.

What is an Opportunity? What is destined by fate?

At this moment, the Scions of Noble Families who had entered the Flesh and Blood Abyss as the advance team had become the absolute focus of their respective Dojos.

And those Scions of Noble Families who arrived later all had ugly expressions, their guts turning green with regret.

There was no help for it; originally, everyone's level and strength were about the same.

Now, a huge gap had suddenly opened up.

Take Zhao Qinghe's side, for example; having made so many mistakes before, the other few families had many complaints about him.

Whether he could hold the reins of the Undead Dojo in the future was still an unknown.

But after this wave, he no longer held the peers of the Scions of Noble Families in the Dojo in his eyes.

Unless they could obtain more and better ancient scroll legacies than him in the subsequent development of the Flesh and Blood Abyss, they simply could not compete with him on the same stage.

At least at this very moment, he had mastered absolute advantage and initiative.

"Hey you... little brother from the Fan Family, please pour a cup of tea for your brother to moisten his throat, and I will tell you all about the situation inside the New Abyss." Zhao Qinghe had already started putting on airs.

The Fan Family scion on the side, although speechless, wanted to learn about the situation in the New Abyss in advance to facilitate the subsequent struggle for Opportunities.

At this time, Zhao Qinghe, who was full of himself, seemed to catch a glimpse of something and stood up abruptly.

The people nearby were just wondering when they saw Zhao Qinghe dash towards the rear of the frontline with a whoosh.

At this time, Xue Lingling had just accompanied Xu Cunxin to understand the harvest of the Holy Spirit Dojo's advance team and was preparing to return to Yaoyang City to check the situation.

Although according to the news from the Club, the sudden situation in Yaoyang City had stabilized, the two were still not quite at ease.

"Strange, why does Sister Cunxin look so worried?" Xue Lingling was very puzzled by the reaction of this sister-disciple, "Your Holy Spirit Dojo had a great harvest this time; shouldn't you be happy?"

Xu Cunxin sighed softly and shook her head, "Revered Master's wife is unaware..."

Overall, this ancient scroll Legacy was indeed a good thing, and it would definitely be of great benefit to the development of the families of the Holy Spirit Dojo.

But the problem was that she had just reorganized the Holy Spirit Dojo from top to bottom with the help of Revered Master's Twenty-Eight Mansions.

Now, so many ancient scroll legacies had suddenly appeared, and many people had become emboldened again, causing the Holy Spirit Dojo to fall into the risk of instability once more.

"Is it that serious?" Xue Lingling did not quite understand.

"It depends on the quality and potential of this batch of remnants," Xu Cunxin sighed, "From a preliminary look, several of the remnants are quite powerful. The point is that the style and path of these ancient scroll remnants do not align with Revered Master's Twenty-Eight Mansions."

"Fine." Xue Lingling sighed helplessly.

It could only be said that when a group and force developed to a certain scale, many things were no longer that simple.

Just then, a gust of cold wind whistled over, and a familiar figure blocked their path.

Taking a closer look, it was none other than Zhao Qinghe!

"Oh~ Her Highness the Goddess is also here?" Zhao Qinghe still had some awe for Xu Cunxin.

"Young Master Zhao, what is your advice?" Xu Cunxin frowned secretly.

Zhao Qinghe waved his hand and smiled, "Nothing, just came to care for and console my Junior Sister. Yaoyang City has suffered such a great disaster, and I am also deeply saddened~!"

"..." Xue Lingling hummed with a fake smile, "There is no need to trouble yourself."

Just kidding; it would be good enough if this guy wasn't gloating, how could he be so kind?

It looked like he had become emboldened again because of the harvest in the New Abyss.

"That is not the way to say it; your Xue Family is after all the founding Family of our Undead Dojo," Zhao Qinghe said righteously, "Now that the Family business has been destroyed and you are displaced, Senior Brother is heartbroken watching this~!"

"Rest assured, it is just Yaoyang City that is gone, my Xue Family is still living well." Xue Lingling's face was livid.

"How about this, just merge directly into my Zhao Family," Zhao Qinghe mocked as he planned, "Let us turn hostility into friendship, and from now on, we will be one Family."

Xue Lingling was so angry she laughed.

Did he really think their Xue Family was at the end of their rope?

Who gave him the courage?

"Go away, go stay wherever it is cool," Xue Lingling said impatiently, "As for the grievances between you and me, we have plenty of opportunities to settle them."

Having said this much, Zhao Qinghe stopped pretending completely, "What, with the current state of your Xue Family, you are still thinking of returning to the Undead Divine Domain? Or, are you counting on that second-generation heir of the Association, Wu Xian?"

"Are you intentionally looking for a beating?" Xue Lingling's face darkened, "Sister Cunxin, you step aside first; I will help him recall the past."

Zhao Qinghe was waiting for this very moment. Having finally obtained those ancient scroll legacies, this wave was all about showing off to Xue Lingling.

The scenes of being humiliated by Xue Lingling and Wu Xian were still fresh in his memory.

Now, holding numerous ancient scroll legacies, it was time to wash away the humiliation.

On the way back, he had already simply restored a scroll remnant that their Zhao Family had lost for a long time. Because parts of the records were still preserved in the Family classics, it was relatively easy to restore.

From now on, as long as he was there, the Xue Family should not even think about returning to the Undead Divine Domain!

"It is just right to let you witness the ancient scroll of my Zhao Family ancestors!"

Zhao Qinghe laughed wildly, cold wind raging around him, and a sinister Undead System gold scroll appeared.

It was a strange, ferocious-looking evil ghost with a pale body, vaguely emitting a hint of evil aura.

It was precisely the "Heavenly Evil Ghost" Highness recorded in his Zhao Family's ancient books, said to possess an incomparably noble bloodline; merely restored to a gold scroll, it had already displayed terrifying power.

"Dead girl, look clearly! This is the true Undead System deity!" Zhao Qinghe said, holding the winning hand, "This is the scroll of my Zhao Family ancestors, and it is also the scroll that once defeated your Xue Family ancestors! With your so-called Undead System scrolls, what do you have to fight me with?"

Xue Lingling glanced at the "Heavenly Evil Ghost" in front of her, wanting to laugh a little.

Xu Cunxin on the side was a little worried at first, but after seeing that Heavenly Evil Ghost, she was instantly relieved.

It had to be said, the Heavenly Evil Ghost in front of her was something; it could definitely count as a powerful Undead System scroll.

But compared to the two new works of the Revered Master's wife, it was not just a little bit worse.

"Is this the scroll Legacy of your Zhao Family ancestors?" Xue Lingling raised an eyebrow in mockery, "Just this?"

At this moment, Xue Lingling suddenly felt that her ancestors were a bit incompetent back then.

They had clearly conceived such an excellent and grand background framework, yet they failed to draw a few decent scrolls.

To think they were eliminated by this kind of trash.

"Come, come, come, pull out that Ghost Emperor of yours!" Zhao Qinghe had long since forgotten what was what; he had an inexplicable confidence in his ancestors' scrolls.

The next second, two astonishing auras appeared beside Xue Lingling.

Without even fully revealing their aura and power, they just stood there very calmly.

The Heavenly Evil Ghost, which was just baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, instantly felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, trembling and freezing in place.

Power, aura, force, and power on the level of Law were completely crushed from the inside out by the two scrolls beside Xue Lingling.

"Just this?" Xue Lingling sneered, "Your Zhao Family is only relying on the foundation accumulated by the Undead Divine Domain over thousands of years; without the blessing of the Undead Divine Domain, you are nothing!"