That evening, the Demon Emperor's Son returned victoriously with the demon legions who had set out to conquer the Sardine Divine Realm.
Upon entering the allied forces' grand camp, he saw Lin Zhan, Princess Xian'er, the young Daoist, Da Bai who followed the young Daoist, and a host of influential figures all gathered on the camp's training ground.
"Ahahaha, Old Lin, you're too kind. It was just a small victory, why all the fanfare?"
Lin Zhan looked at the Demon Emperor's Son as if he were an idiot and shook his head in exasperation without a word.
The young Daoist tugged at Da Bai beside him and said, "Da Bai, if you keep following this fool, when will you ever assemble the Frost Giant heavy legion?"
Da Bai sighed and shook his head, "Ah, it's all luck."
As the Demon Emperor's Son was about to speak further, Tie Ha'er impatiently grabbed him by the collar and threw him aside.
"Get lost, go fan yourself from a distance and stop blocking the way."
He then shouted to the demon legions, "All of you, go fan yourselves from a distance. Can't you even see the mood of the room? Don't you know trouble is brewing?"
Tie Ha'er's authentic dialect, coupled with the menacing gazes of the Iron Eater Beast legion, had an immediate and powerful effect.
The entire demon legion moved aside without a word.
It wasn't that the demon legions were cowards, but rather that these rascals from the Iron Eater Beast legion were too unscrupulous. If you want to argue, let's just argue, but why surround us with the Mo Dao army?
We're all on the same side, and we understand your Chinese. Why go through all this trouble?
The Demon Emperor's Son shook his head, got up from the ground, glanced at the formidable Tie Ha'er, and decided it was best not to push it.
Although the human race had achieved a great victory and these fellows had advanced to the Emperor rank, he was still just a peak little demon king.
Currently, he could only contend with that little fatty, and that was only if the young Daoist didn't hit him with a brick.
"Brother, what's going on? This doesn't smell right," the Demon Emperor's Son said as he sidled up to the young Daoist and whispered.
The young Daoist sighed and said, "Alas, my sister-in-law is here. Listen to me, Xing, behave yourself for a while, or the big brothers of the Huaxia team will tear you apart."
The Demon Emperor's Son froze, then discreetly glanced at Princess Xian'er and Lin Zhan, "Holy crap, is it that serious? Did these two cause a death?"
Especially in this era where ancient ancestors were reviving, the inheritance of each family was paramount in the eyes of these elders, particularly the status of the legitimate eldest heir, which was unshakeable.
To put it bluntly, if Zhang Lingxi were to give birth to a legitimate eldest son, even if Lin Zhan died, control of the Lin family would pass to Zhang Lingxi.
Even if Lin Zhan had other offspring, it would be in vain.
The young Daoist looked at the Demon Emperor's Son with the expression of an imbecile and said, "Xing, if you're going to court death, stay away from us. Don't worry, I'll take care of Da Bai for you."
Seeing the bewildered Demon Emperor's Son, the young Daoist added, "My sister-in-law is the legitimate eldest grandson's wife, recognized by the old ancestor of Great Shang and the old ancestor Di Jun of the Gao Xin clan. If something were to happen to a child she hasn't yet given birth to, what do you think would happen?"
The young Daoist's reminder prompted the Demon Emperor's Son to instinctively look towards the Immortal race legion and exclaim, "Holy crap, are we going to war?"
"What do you think? If the Immortal race's little princess's child were to become a concubine's eldest son in the Lin family, do you think those old geezers of the Immortal race would let it slide? This is the time for every family to take advantage of their two founding ancestors. If a fight breaks out, will it be good?" the young Daoist said irately.
"It's all the fault of those 12 big idiots from the Immortal race. Were those the kind of things you can just blabber about? It was only because our three old ancestors, Zi Qi, Zhao Ming, and Xiang Tu, personally came and suppressed this matter with Chang Xi and Qing Hua from the Immortal race that the armies of the human and immortal races haven't already started fighting."
Hearing the young Daoist's words, the Demon Emperor's Son finally understood the situation.
Regardless of whether Old Hei Lin had a thing going on with the little princess of the Immortal race, even if he did, it couldn't be revealed when Great Shang lacked an heir.
What was supposed to be a private discussion between two families was broadcast throughout the heavens by those 12 imbeciles.
Now, both the Immortal and Human races had their faces torn off, and a winner had to be decided.
Even if both races exercised restraint and avoided a full-scale war, conflict was inevitable. How many races in the heavens had been wiped out over matters of pride?
Damn it, these imbeciles, were such private matters meant to be discussed in public?
Moreover, that line of Ancestor Hao Tian and the lineage of Ancestor Huang Di were not to be trifled with either.
One must remember that among the three half-ancestors of Great Shang, the Hao Tian lineage had the four siblings Chang Xi among them. If a fight truly broke out, these four siblings might not be able to defeat those three old rogues of Great Shang, as those three were famous throughout the heavens for their ferocity.
And Di Jun, the father of Zi Qi, and the mighty figures of the Gao Xin clan, had fought against a branch of the Celestial race outside the Sea of Destiny in ancient times and had completely annihilated that branch.
Otherwise, Great Shang wouldn't have been schemed against by the myriad races during Emperor Xin's reign to such an extent.
Although the Gao Xin clan had been quiet for thousands of years, those formidable figures from ancient times were still alive.
The Demon Emperor's Son thought of another person, Di Yao, the uterine brother of Great Shang's ancestor Zi Qi. He was also an incredibly fierce individual. In ancient times, he had killed countless emperors from the myriad races. Now that he was a half-ancestor, who knew how formidable he had become.
Holy crap, if you look at it this way, what about Old Hei Lin's Sword God ancestor? He became a half-ancestor before the age of a hundred in the human race. It's entirely possible he's the reincarnation of some powerful being.
The Demon Emperor's Son sighed and pondered for a long time, as this was related to his own life.
If Great Shang were to go to war with the Hao Tian lineage, who would have the time to deal with the god race's bastards?
The god race would be the first to come after him. He had led the charge in annihilating those two divine realms. These were irreconcilable grudges.
The Demon Emperor's Son could see this, and Xue Feng, who was even better at analysis, could also see it.
The two brothers exchanged a panicked glance, and seeing the cold sweat on each other's foreheads, they knew this matter would not be easily resolved.
At the same time, their resentment towards the Hao Tian lineage of the Immortal race grew. They knew their own children best.
Why let such a fool loose to cause trouble? Now they had stirred up a major incident.