The Serpent Serpent stared at the second Sorcerer God, wanting to test him.
The Second Sorcerer God pondered for a moment and decided to reveal everything. He waved his hand and closed the door of the Sorcerer God's Shrine. He then said in a low voice, "The Sixth Sorcerer God is the son of Ye Qinghan and my direct descendant, the Goddess. I placed them both in the Temporal Space. Now that Ye Qinghan has the bloodline of the Sorcerer Tribe, his talent is top-notch and his wisdom is outstanding. His descendant's talent is definitely extraordinary. Coupled with the blessing of my descendant, the Sixth Sorcerer God will not disappoint me. The most important thing is that Ye Qinghan is now crippled. He will definitely do his best to nurture the child. When the time comes, the power of the Crazy Sect will slowly integrate with the Sorcerer Tribe. As long as you give him enough resources and a giant divine weapon, he'll definitely have a bunch of Divine Sons and Divine Daughters. By then, the power of the sorcerer race will increase tremendously. As long as you're willing to train him, he'll definitely become the overlord of the Chaosverse! "
The Second Lord of Sorcerer's idea was good, but whether the Crazy Sect would be used by the Sorcerer Tribe or the Sorcerer Tribe would be used by the Crazy Sect was still up for debate.
The Serpent Serpent stared straight at the Sorcerer God. He licked his lips with the tip of his red tongue and sneered. "The second generation is indeed the second generation. He swallows people without spitting out their bones. The powerful Insane Sect was swallowed up so quietly. I'm afraid they won't even be able to react in the end."
"That's secondary. You should understand that this child has gathered the Sorcerer God's supreme Source, the Sorcerer Tribe's strongest bloodline, and Ye Qinghan's bloodline. He has the potential to become an overlord, or even surpass an overlord and become an immortal existence. I promise that as long as you are willing to assist him, you will definitely be one of the twenty-one Supreme Gods in the future," the second Sorcerer God said proudly.
"Can I trust your promise?" the Serpent Serpent asked calmly.
"I am willing to swear on the glory and dignity of the Father God that if I violate this oath, the Witch Tribe will fall into hell forever, and the glory of the Witch Tribe will cease to exist!" The second generation Witch God immediately stood up and pounded his chest as he swore.
An illusory oath was not worthy of trust, but the Second God of Sorcerer dared to swear on the Father God and the inheritance and glory of the Sorcerer Tribe. No one doubted it.
The Serpent God grinned and nodded. "Deal!"
The two supreme masters had reached an agreement, but no one knew about it, including the Clan Elder of the Sorcerer Tribe and the powerful Clan Elder. Most importantly, the Second Generation did not trust the Sorcerer Tribe at all. He only trusted himself.
After the Serpent God retreated, the Sorcerer God stayed in the Sorcerer God Temple for an entire day. No one knew what he was doing. He only left the Sorcerer God Temple at night and headed towards the Realm of Time.
Within the Temporal Realm, a one-year-old child was flying through the air. He was cultivating the Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger and all sorts of Great Dao Laws. He was extremely intelligent, and with Ye Qinghan's insights, he improved by leaps and bounds.
Swish! Swish!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — — —
The long sword was wielded by the little guy with a childish voice. It was quite imposing.
However, Ye Qinghan was not satisfied. This sword art was taught by Wu Qingqing and it lacked aggressiveness and sharpness. It would damage the prestige of the future Sorcerer God. However, Wu Qingqing felt good about herself and insisted on teaching him her best sword art.
"Daddy … I don't like swords …" Desolate Lord Ye's childish voice dragged his sword as he ran towards the two.
The young Desolate Lord Ye was like a miniature version of Ye Qinghan. He was half a meter tall and had a heroic and domineering aura between his brows. However, he still had a childish air and looked extremely cute.
Perhaps it was because of Ye Qinghan's aggressive genes, but Desolate Lord Ye really did not like swords. However, he was forced by Wu Qingqing to learn. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and cultivate. See, he was not willing to do so after just an hour.
"If you don't like it, then don't cultivate it. Wait until we leave the Temporal Realm. I will teach you blade art and pass on the essence of sword art." Ye Qinghan said indifferently.
Wu Qingqing was unhappy. She knew that Ye Qinghan disliked her sword art, but she had no way to refute him. With Ye Qinghan's status and his past glory, even Wu Yan had to call him senior. She did not dare to disobey him, even if Ye Qinghan did not have any divine power.
"Okay, I will go find the divine bird to play …" Desolate Lord Ye threw his sword to the side and his figure flashed with extreme speed. It was the Wind Mark secret technique. He had already cultivated it to the small success stage.
Not long later, the divine bird's flustered and exasperated cries came from the forest.
"You little bastard! You spoiled this divine bird's mood. You actually peeped on the process of creating the divine bird … "
"Little rascal, you're still looking!"
The little money-grubber also cried out helplessly. It was not the first time that Desolate Lord Ye had peeped on them. Every time, the two little fellows would return disappointed.
"Kekeke, this time the divine bird is below and the little money-grubber is above …"
Desolate Lord Ye laughed and ran toward Ye Qinghan.
The divine bird directly rushed out of the forest and chased after Desolate Lord Ye until he was in front of Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan rolled his eyes. This child could not be left to the divine bird and the little money-grubber. He was purely a pervert and a hoodlum now.
Desolate Lord Ye ran behind Wu Qingqing and continuously made funny faces, angering the divine bird. However, Wu Qingqing was extremely protective and did not allow the divine bird to teach him a lesson.
Ye Qinghan shook his head and let them do as they pleased. The child was almost two years old and already had his own will and memories. It was impossible for the second generation Sorcerer to change him.
At this time, the Temporal Space's entrance opened. A divine light flashed and the second generation Sorcerer God appeared in the space. He looked at Desolate Lord Ye and could not help but smile from ear to ear as if he was several years younger. His eyes were filled with satisfaction.
"Hahaha, this is the sixth generation Sorcerer God. This is the Sorcerer God I imagined!" The second generation Sorcerer God laughed loudly.
Desolate Lord Ye turned to look at the old Sorcerer God and stuck out his tongue. He grinned and said, "Greetings Old Ancestor, I am called Sorcerer Emperor!"
The second generation laughed even louder and was so happy that he could not close his mouth.
Ye Qinghan did not know how many times he had taught Desolate Lord Ye to respect the second generation Sorcerer God on the surface, but in the depths of his heart, he had to listen to the second generation Sorcerer God and not listen to himself or his father. In short, there was a saying: See a person, see a person, see a ghost, speak a ghost. Not a single word could be trusted.
"Good, good, good. Child, quickly come over and let Old Ancestor hug you." The second generation Sorcerer God reached out to hug Desolate Lord Ye.
Desolate Lord Ye was not afraid of strangers at all. Perhaps it was because Ye Qinghan had mentioned the second generation Sorcerer God too many times in front of him. At this moment, he took the initiative to pounce over.
The second generation Sorcerer God hugged Desolate Lord Ye and covered him with his divine power. He discovered that Desolate Lord Ye had actually directly inherited Ye Qinghan's Five Elements Dao Body and Giant Dragon Bloodline. His physical body was strong and comparable to some Master Gods. Even if it was not as strong as the Giant Primal Chaos God, there was not much difference. His physical body could be said to be perfect and impeccable. There was no need to mention his talent.
"Good! This is the Sorcerer God in my heart! "The second generation Sorcerer God said firmly.
Ye Qinghan smiled and did not say anything. He sat and watched as the second generation Sorcerer God helped him train his son.
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