"Cough, cough, cough!" Jiucai Rong coughed twice and reassured everyone:
"This world is balanced in the dark, with filial piety first. History will punish all unfilial people. The outcome of them selling their ancestors for profit is just like this. After the era erupts, the ancestors will no longer protect them but instead will protect us."
Everyone smiled foolishly.
Without the ancestors, they can only fight against some mortal wild ghosts without cultivation, who are the simplest famine victims, with the obsession of "a full meal," the lowest level and simplest. How powerful can this be?
The ancestors of our own family are excellent materials with cultivation, most obsessions are unified, leading to the emergence of powerful new races.
"Hahaha, this is destined to eliminate those fatherless and motherless bastards!"
"Civilized language, bro!"
"Hahaha, we are lucky. We bought the Female Ghost of the No-Life Sect in advance, otherwise, we'd be clueless now."
"Hehehe."
