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Lin Zhan's message was received, and Linglong, Jiuli Mei'er, his doting grandfather Ye Fan, the four old rogues, and the commanders of each group army all arrived outside Lin Zhan's bedroom, awaiting news.
Twenty minutes later, Linglong and Jiuli Mei'er emerged, supporting Zhang Lingxiu, who looked bashful.
Linglong, observing the expectant expressions of everyone present, announced, "The next generation's bloodline of Great Shang, Zhang Lingxiu, the eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Lin family, has conceived."
"Ah... Hahaha."
"Good, good, good."
"Guards, issue my command! The entire army shall celebrate for one day. I, Lin Zhan, have offspring!" Lin Zhan exclaimed, his voice booming with joy.
"Right, guards, go inform my parents and the ancestors."
Before Lin Zhan could finish speaking, the void of the God Race trembled once more, and figures began to break through the void, emerging one after another.
The ancestors of Great Shang emerged consecutively from the void.
Lin's mother, Ouyang Xinlan, and Zhang's mother, An Rongrong, hurried to Zhang Lingxiu's side, offering words of comfort and care.
Zi Qi, an ancestor of Great Shang, accompanied by Ancestor Yan, approached. Ancestor Yan chuckled and glanced at Zhang Lingxiu, saying, "Little Xiu, are you relieved now? A pair of fine twins."
Lin, the young master, seeing Zhang Lingxiu's shyness, didn't know how to comfort her and could only stand there, grinning foolishly.
Zi Qi, delighted, reconfirmed with Ancestor Yan, "Ancestor, are you absolutely certain?"
Ancestor Yan looked at Zi Qi, as if recalling something, and then nodded affirmatively, "Rest assured, Zi Qi, there's no doubt."
Zi Qi let out three hearty laughs towards the sky and then shouted to everyone, "Guards! Hang this unfilial descendant, Lin Zhan!"
Lin Zhan, who had been basking in his joy, was instantly hoisted up by Chang Ruo and Cao Yu.
The ancestors of Great Shang, along with Lin Shanhe, all watched with amusement.
"Ai, ai, ai, ancestors, let's talk things through properly. We can discuss this, no need for this, no need for this."
Zi Qi looked at Lin Zhan, who was wriggling and shouting, and laughed again, "So now you call us ancestors? Why aren't you calling us old geezers, old fogeys, old… what else was there…"
Cao Yu quickly whispered, "And 'old fart'."
"Ah, yes, yes, yes, and 'old fart'... Hmm..." Realizing what he had said, he directly kicked Cao Yu into the void.
"Damn your grandmother, you little brat, you dare curse me again."
For the entire morning, the ancestors of Great Shang continued to enumerate Lin Zhan's filial transgressions.
Even the incident of him stealing the coffin lid of Emperor Tou Ziming was brought up to settle old scores.
The three idiotic demons, squatting in the corner, listening with bated breath, looked at Lin Zhan with admiration: Brother, how are you so skilled at this and still alive? How did you manage it?
Seeing that even his own father was preparing a whip with cold water, Lin Zhan quickly conceded. He said to Zi Qi,
"Ancestor, how long have I been back? Xiu'er is already pregnant, which proves that Xiu'er and I have perfectly complementary physiques. And since Xiu'er and I are still young, even if we have one child every five years, with our cultivation speed, living for ten thousand years won't be a problem, right?"
Ancestor Zi Qi subconsciously nodded in agreement, "No problem, no problem."
"Exactly! Even if Xiu'er and I have a child every five or ten years, you can calculate, ancestor, how many descendants Great Shang will have in ten thousand years," Lin Zhan said, seeing Ancestor Zi Qi's softening stance, and continued to persuade him,
"What's more, there will be the children of our children, and the grandchildren of their grandchildren. Won't Great Shang then become the foremost clan of humanity?"
"Alright, alright, it shall be as you say, boy. Guards..."
Before Zi Qi could finish, he saw Di Xin and Lin Shanhe, each carrying a foot-thick piece of purple sandalwood, running towards Lin Zhan with sinister grins.
Zi Qi was stunned. "What the hell, you dare defy my command? What, are you rebelling?"
It was hard enough for Great Shang to produce such a breeding machine... no, a child-producing prodigy. What if you two grandsons injure him?
With this thought, he kicked them away.
He then said to Zhu Guishang Tang, "Why are you so unobservant? Quickly release Zhan'er and hang up those two unfilial brats. The son's debt is paid by the father, the grandson's debt is paid by the grandfather; anyway, Zhan'er has many ancestors, so it won't fall on me."
Lin Zhan touched his non-existent sweat and said to everyone, "Esteemed ancestors, please proceed to the command center for a discussion. This humble one's dwelling is truly too cramped."
A moment later, after everyone had gathered in the command center, the two primordial ancestors, Zhu Jiuyin and Yan Di, sealed the command post from the inside.
"Kid, why did you go to all this trouble to summon us? It can't just be to get your father in trouble, can it?"
Lin Zhan quickly shook his head and said, "Ancestors, are you joking?"
"Esteemed ancestors, we have completed the strategic plan for a full-scale assault on the God Race. We anticipate launching the attack late tomorrow night, aiming to complete the mission within forty-eight hours."
The ancestors exchanged glances. Although they knew these youngsters were capable, they never imagined that the dignified God Race, the top-ranked race in all the heavens, would be considered by this kid to be conquerable in just fourteen hours.
This was astonishing, like an antiaircraft gun firing at a mosquito, but for some unknown reason, it brought down an elephant with a single shot. How could that not be shocking?
Ancestor Yan knew that Lin Zhan wouldn't lie about such matters. Since he dared to say it, he must have confidence.
"Zhan'er, since you specifically called us here for this matter, have you encountered any difficulties? Tell your ancestors properly."
Lin Zhan looked at Ancestor Yan's kind face and thought, he's much better than the old fart at my house who wants to beat me.
"Ancestors, the God Race is too powerful. I fear they might have hidden primordial ancestors. Once we enter the Divine Realm, even a few attacks from a primordial ancestor could wipe out one of our elite group armies."
Ancestor Yan frowned and said, "Zhan'er's concerns are valid. How about this: I will transfer Ying Long, Tie Dashan, Xuan Lao Si, and Xiao Kunpeng, those four troublemakers... no, those four powerhouses, to you."
"Although all four of them are newly promoted primordial ancestors, these four scoundrels have extraordinary talent. Their actual combat power exceeds their level. If Zhu Jiuyin leads them, it should be sufficient."