As night fell, Lin Zhan quietly entered the secret chamber.
The elders of Great Shang, the marshals of the nine great armies, the three Immortal Ancestors of the immortal race, Dong Hua, Chang Xi, and Qing Hua, the Four Ruffians led by Xuan Yi Dao, and the demon race's Imperial Son.
The entire high command of the God Race's planar alliance was present.
"Kid, we've been waiting for you. What's taking so long?" Immortal Ancestor Dong Hua said to Lin Zhan, his tone impatient.
Lin Zhan pouted. "Old man, don't take it out on me if you're upset. I didn't snatch your girl."
Immortal Ancestor Dong Hua froze. How was he supposed to respond to that?
The girl, his own precious, fresh bloom, had been offered to him on a silver platter, and he hadn't even touched her. What right did he have to be so verbose now?
Dong Hua Immortal Ancestor shot Lin Zhan a gloomy look, not knowing what to say.
Zi Qi quickly interjected, "What are you saying, kid? Hurry up and apologize to your father-in-law... no, apologize to Uncle Dong Hua."
Dong Hua's eyes widened, and he cursed at Zi Qi, "Get lost! We're from the same generation. You want him to call me uncle, so what do you expect me to call you?"
Zi Qi knew he had gained the upper hand and didn't get angry. He chuckled, "Dong Hua, calm down, calm down. What's yours and mine? It's possible this brat will call you 'Dad' someday, and then you'll become my junior, won't you?"
Immortal Ancestor Dong Hua felt his head throb. "I see it now. From the old to the young, not a single good person among you Great Shang folks. Hurry up and tell us how we're going to do this, or I'm leaving."
Zi Qi winked at Lin Zhan, signaling him to stop pushing his luck.
Lin Zhan nodded and turned to Long Ji. "Ji Shu, tell everyone what you saw today."
Long Ji nodded. "In the Mosaic God Domain, the old geezer in charge now is probably the third-generation God Race Ancestor. This old bastard thinks I can't see through his formation, but he doesn't realize who we are. We're the current leaders of the Dragon Sparrow clan. We..."
"Whoa, whoa, Uncle, you're getting sidetracked. Stick to the important stuff," Lin Zhan quickly interrupted Long Que, who was rambling further and further off-topic.
Long Ji blinked, then said, "Ah, my apologies. I'm used to it."
"Let's continue. Where were we?"
"The third-generation God Ancestor, that old bastard," Tie Heng Xing said weakly.
"Oh... right, that third-generation God Ancestor, that old scoundrel, thought I couldn't see what was happening inside. But then my old man gave me the Eye of Breaking Barriers. When I looked, I was shocked. There are still 11 Origin Ancestors and 6 Half-Ancestors inside the entire Mosaic God Domain. Are our Origin Ancestors enough? If not, should I call my dad and my father-in-law too?"
Lin Zhan said enviously, "That sounds so powerful. When can I also say I can call my dad and my father-in-law?"
Immortal Ancestor Dong Hua subconsciously blurted out, "In at most 20 years, I'll also be able to advance to Origin Ancestor. Then, you won't be lacking in backing, kid."
Everyone present was taken aback. So, this one was still holding onto the idea of being a father-in-law.
Zi Qi looked at Yan Di, who was sitting calmly, and said, "Old Ancestor, you must step in for this matter."
Yan Di glanced around and then said to Dong Hua, "Kid, tell me, how many helpers has your old man prepared for you?"
Dong Hua chuckled, "Three Origin Ancestors, and our Old Ancestor Hao Tian himself has come."
Yan Di nodded. "I knew that old fellow Hao Tian wouldn't be able to sit still."
With that, he waved his hand and opened up a spatial rift. "You five brats, come out as well."
As soon as Yan Di finished speaking, five burly Origin Ancestors walked out of the rift.
"You all know these five children of our clan. Because they had bad tempers before, Old Ancestor Fu Xi took them to personally mentor them. Now that they've returned, it's time for them to contribute to the human race."
"Father."
"Grandfather."
"Great-grandfather."
"Ancestor-grandfather."
"Old Ancestor."
The five men scanned the surroundings with arrogant eyes.
"Di Kui, Di Cheng, Di Ming, Di Zhi, Di Mao. Good heavens, why did you let these guys out? Now this is interesting. The biggest troublemakers have all been released," Zi Qi said with an experienced tone.
The older generation in the crowd stared at the five men blankly, inwardly complaining about Old Ancestor Yan Di: these five never had a good temper.
Di Mao shot Zi Qi a look. "You're quite the wimp, aren't you? Still hovering around Half-Ancestor."
Zi Qi pouted, not getting angry. He pointed at Lin Zhan and said, "My direct blood descendant."
The five instantly turned their gaze to Lin Zhan.
"Hmm, a good material."
"Hmm, he's got the right stuff."
"Hmm, let's train him well."
"Hmm, he'll definitely be a capable fighter."
"Hmm, let us teach him."
Lin Zhan was taken aback. He suddenly remembered that these five were the most notorious troublemakers of the entire Shennong tribe. Even the great shamans like Zhurong and Gonggong had been dealt with by these five.
Lin Zhan then said to the five, "Five Old Ancestors, it's no longer fashionable to ambush and rob or be overzealous in fighting. How much money can you earn like that? We've now formalized our operations with scientific management, centralized target selection, and finding the most suitable approach."
"Therefore, to make big money, we must wage war, control monopolies, and ensure industry advancement and leadership. This is our future development, the guarantee for us to grow stronger."
The five listened to Lin Zhan's words, somewhat confused. Although they didn't fully understand, they couldn't deny the professionalism in his speech.
What is professionalism? It's what we bumpkins can't understand.
"Kid, you say if we joined you, brought our brothers to hang out with you, how much could we make in a year?" Di Mao asked seriously.
Lin Zhan's eyes twitched. "After the War of Ten Thousand Races, all the crystals I had were used to replenish the army. 34 million casualties and triple military merit rewards for 60 million people. I was so poor I couldn't even afford pants, and I had to rely on my wife for food."
"It's only been two months now, and I've directly expanded the army to 125 million elite main combat troops and 45 million local defense forces. My assets have doubled compared to before the war."
"Although there won't be such large-scale wars in the future, our monopoly businesses will undoubtedly expand along with our wars. So, I dare not promise more, but in the first year, I guarantee your strength will at least triple."
The five exchanged glances and said in unison, "Greetings, Boss."