Lin Feng knew that the old man wasn't really angry. He was just sad that the four strongest cultivators of the Dragon Ant Clan had been taken away by him. He had spent ten thousand years raising them, and now they had become Lin Feng's helpers. That was the same as when one's daughter had been married off. Lin Feng was disappointed.
"The four of them don't have names. They just call each other Boss, Old Second, Old Third, and Old Fourth. You can call them that as well." The old man sighed and pointed at the four black-clothed Dragon Ant prodigies of different heights.
Lin Feng looked at those four people. He hadn't seen their faces in the cellar before, and they had been wearing masks. Now that they were in the main hall, he could see their faces clearly. They were all very handsome. Ten thousand years of life for the ant clan was equivalent to a thousand years for a human, so they were really the same generation as Lin Feng.
But what surprised him was their cultivation speed. Lin Feng had experienced so many difficulties and setbacks, from the Continent of the Nine Clouds to the Battle World, he had only been a God Ancestor. They had stayed in the Dragon Ant Clan for such a long time. Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh.
However, Lin Feng was extremely confident in himself. Not to mention the fact that they were at the same cultivation level, but in terms of real strength, he was able to defeat all four of them. That was the charm of facing setbacks one step at a time. Being able to walk on the ground with one's own feet on the ground was much better than being taught by the elders of the Yun Hai Sect.
It was impossible for the patriarch of the Dragon Ant Clan not to know this, so he deliberately called the four people in front of him and signaled them to leave with his eyes. It was nothing more than to attract his attention and bring them out to train. Only in this way could the Dragon Ant Clan have a future and not be suppressed by the World Dragon Clan again in ten years.
It was a risk and a gamble. If they won, they would be proud and elated. If they lost, they would become the World Dragon Clan's subordinates.
Lin Feng knew what the Dragon Ant Clan was thinking. Therefore, he wasn't going to fool them. Whether it was the eight little girls or the four geniuses of the Dragon Ant Clan, Lin Feng was going to do his best to help them become stronger.
"Introduce yourselves to Prince Asura!" Shouted the old man, pointing at the four cultivators.
When the four people in black clothes heard Lin Feng, they all looked at him with a complicated expression on their faces. However, they didn't look as arrogant as before. Lin Feng had easily defeated them and he hadn't even used his Divine Warrior Sword, which made them even more ashamed.
Fortunately, they knew about Asura's strength in advance, so they were not ashamed to see others. The news that Asura had killed two Spirit Level God Ancestors had spread throughout the Ant Tribe. However, the Dragon Ant Tribe knew that Asura had slaughtered the disciples of the Octagon Region.
Because of the Chief, the Dragon Ant Clan did not believe him. The Chief had guaranteed that the Shura from before had only wanted to frame the Shura before them. There was an indescribable hatred between the two of them.
"Prince, I'm the leader." The shortest prodigy walked forward. His facial features were unique, and there was a dragon-shaped horn on his head. He was only 1.3 meters tall, and he was the shortest among the four. However, one could feel that he was also the strongest.
Lin Feng slightly nodded. He would remember this name. Lin Feng was seventy percent sure that these were the last two people he would be able to defeat.
"Hehe, Prince, I'm the fourth. I was the first one you kicked away." This person had a tiger's head and a tiger's brain. His dragon-shaped antennae were not obvious, and there was only a shallow protrusion. However, he was the tallest among the four of them. He was 1.6 meters tall, and he was considered one of the tallest people in the entire Dragon Ant Tribe.
Said the fourth elder while scratching his head. He felt a bit embarrassed and said hello to Lin Feng. Lin Feng was still smiling at him but the fourth elder had a good impression of him. He had a cheerful and cheerful personality while the eldest elder was a man of few words.
"I'm Third Bro. Sir, I'm the second one you defeated." He was of medium height, but his appearance was the most outstanding of the four. If it were not for the fact that he was only 1.5 meters tall, he would be a rare handsome man among the Human Race.
"I'm number two." Said a short man with very long hair who covered the left side of his face. After introducing himself, he moved back and stood at the back of the four others. He was also a man of few words.
Lin Feng also understood. The eldest and second brothers didn't like to talk but they were extremely strong. The third and fourth brothers were a bit different but they were quite cheerful. At least, when Lin Feng was with them, he wouldn't feel bored.
"Asura, do you want to sign soul contracts with these four people, or do you want to arrange for someone else to sign soul contracts with them?" The old man looked at Lin Feng and asked him what his decision was. But no matter what his decision was, the four geniuses were going to follow Lin Feng.
Lin Feng looked at the four of them and thought about his women. Apart from Meng Qing, Yi Ren Lei was the only one who could keep up with them. Tang You You, Qiu Yue Xin and the others had already given up on practicing cultivation and were focusing on taking care of their children.
The Huang woman was a bit weaker than Yi Ren Lei, but if Lin Feng worked hard, he could sign a soul contract with her. He didn't need her to help him, but she would be enough to protect him. In the future, he would need to practice cultivation in his spirit world.
Lin Feng decided to leave the last one for his father, Lin Hai. His father had already reached a high cultivation level in his spirit world, but he had never had the opportunity to practice. In a year, it would be a good time for his father to come out and practice cultivation.
Lin Feng told the old man what he was thinking, and the old man nodded. As long as Lin Feng had a plan, that was good. They were afraid that Lin Feng would take everything for himself. Maybe in ten years, those people would become Lin Feng's subordinates, and they wouldn't come back to the Dragon Ant Clan to live a peaceful life.
"Alright, we've discussed everything. Now, you need to do something, the eight little girls need to do something, and I need to do something," said the old man.
The old man crossed his arms, he looked adorable, but he looked grim and cold. Lin Feng couldn't smile. He just looked at the leader of the Dragon Ant Clan and waited for him to make arrangements.
"Little girl, go to the Tiger Ant Clan and try to get Shura's approval. They don't need to say anything, just don't interfere with the ownership of the Beautiful Mountain and River Map."
"Shura, go to the Black Ant Clan and revive them. The method is simple: break the Black Ant Pellet, turn it into powder, and sprinkle it on the corpses. They'll wake up in less than a day. You'll revive them so they'll be grateful to you," said the old man.
"I'll go to the White Ant Clan and try to get them to approve you. Alright, that's it. Let's split up."
After the old man made the arrangements, he looked serious and solemn. He clasped his hands and walked out of the palace. Lin Feng glanced at Zong Hu and Qing Huang Tian and followed him. The eight little girls talked to Sheng Shui for a bit, and then the three of them followed Lin Feng.
In the end, the four geniuses and the one who signed the contract with Zong Hu left the Dragon Ant Clan. The rest of the Dragon Ant Clan looked at each other. They were a little surprised and a little disappointed. How could they not want to go out and see the real battle world? How could they be willing to hide in this small world and wait for the arrival of the World Dragon Clan?
Everybody left the palace of the Dragon Ant Clan and quickly left the forest. Lin Feng and the others appeared in front of a gigantic stone.
"Asura, after you revive the Black Ant Clan, head to the Myriad Mountain Peak to wait for the Earth Ancestor and the others. I will also bring some members of the Dragon Ant Clan to look for you. I know that secret of yours, and you need close to 90 members of the Dragon Ant Clan. Our Dragon Ant Clan has exactly 90 members from the sixth to the eighth level of the God Emperor Realm.
"But you can't sign a soul contract. You can only sign an agreement. In ten years, no matter how strong you become, you have to return them to the Dragon Ant Clan. What do you think?"
In the forest, the old man and Lin Feng talked for a while. Lin Feng agreed. Ten years was fine. After ten years, Lin Feng wouldn't need them anymore, but the Dragon Ant Clan would need them. Lin Feng didn't need them anymore.
After ten years, the strength of the Dragon Ant Clan would definitely increase by another level, so this was a win-win situation.
"Alright, I'll listen to you, Master." Lin Feng smiled and bid farewell to the old man. He disappeared into the depths of the forest. Qing Huang Tian and Zong Hu did the same.
"Eight little girls, let's go too!" The old man looked at Ba Ya and the other two with a heavy expression. Ba Ya nodded her head lightly and said, "Senior, are you going to drop in cultivation level soon?"
Even though she didn't want to ask that question, she had to do it for the sake of the Dragon Ant Clan. If the leader of the Dragon Ant Clan had always been an Earth level God Ancestor, why would the Dragon Ant Clan be afraid of the World Dragon Clan?
It was a pity that he could only be an Earth level God Ancestor for a few decades.
"Ah, you found out. I won't hide it anymore. In three days, I will fall back to the Saint Level God Ancestor level. At that time, the Dragon Ant Elixir will lose its effect." The old man looked bitter and helpless. What was left was unwillingness. He had planned to fight the World Dragon Clan to the death after swallowing the Dragon Ant Elixir. Who knew that something would happen?
The Dragon Ant Elixir could only last for thirty years. After thirty years, he would fall back to his original cultivation level. He might even lose his Saint Level God Ancestor level.
"Is that why you were so anxious to hand over the Splendid Landscape Map?" asked the eight little girls again. She looked as serious as ever.
The old man smiled bitterly and slowly nodded. He looked to the far east, where Shura had left. The future of the entire ant race rested on the shoulders of this young man.
The eight little girls also looked to the east. She looked slightly relieved.
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