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Hearing the words of the Demon God, Wei Chen found it hard to let go.
The High Priest of the Witch Clan was actually his grandfather?
How bizarre!
Fate had played a cruel trick, and Wei Chen was utterly stunned.
"Child, don't be in a daze. With your Demon God Bloodline and the supreme bloodline of the Witch Clan, along with the Stellar Technique and Dugu's assistance, when the opportunity arises, you should unite with the Beast Clan of the Witch Clan to counterattack humanity and annihilate the entire Witch Clan. Don't mind that Master Saint is your grandfather; I tell you, if he knew of your existence, he would kill you at the first opportunity," the Demon God said calmly.
Wei Chen suddenly asked, "So, if Master Saint sees me, will he be able to detect the Witch Clan bloodline within me?"
"No, because your Demon God Bloodline protects you. You appear just like an ordinary human. The Demon God Bloodline is the oldest bloodline from the era of cosmic wilderness and is particularly adept at hiding. Now that your two bloodlines have fused, you are no longer simply a bearer of the Demon God Bloodline or the supreme bloodline of the Witch Clan; you should be considered a Lich bloodline. Your future achievements will also align with that of a Lich. When you become a top-tier powerhouse capable of easily defeating the Fire God, your title will no longer be Demon God but rather Witch Demon God. Do you understand this clearly?" The Demon God stared at Wei Chen with a fierce look, as if to say he would strike him down if he did not comply.
Wei Chen quickly nodded; how could he not agree? Standing before him was his biological father!
"Alright, I can't think of anything else. You can continue asking," the Demon God said lightly.
Wei Chen pondered for a moment, feeling that time was running short and he could not delay any longer. He asked, "Do you know about the Endless Divine Realm and the Blood Curse Shop?"
"I don't know about those matters; they are not within my calculations. Do you think I have nothing better to do? Such trivial matters are not worth my energy," the Demon God replied, looking at Wei Chen with exasperation.
Wei Chen felt belittled but was secretly delighted. Since the Demon God said so, it must be true; there would be no issues with the Endless Divine Realm. "Trivial matters" meant there would be no problems at all. Wei Chen hoped his understanding was correct.
"What about my son? Do you know about him... them?" Wei Chen asked shyly as he looked at the Demon God.
The Demon God was momentarily stunned, then exclaimed with joy, "What? You already have a son? Damn, your child seems quite impressive! Wait, you mean, they are...?"
"Well... my eldest son, Black Mage Scholar, follows the surname of the so-called Demon Realm grandfather. You must know about Dark Mage, right?" Dark Mage was Wei Chen's grandfather; there shouldn't be any mistake. Wei Chen speculated that everything about his origins related to Dark Mage was false, but there would be some discrepancies. That discrepancy was the true father of the Demon God standing before him, who had created it.
The Demon God nodded and said, "I naturally know about Dark Mage. He is an assistant on your cultivation path, and I arranged for him to handle your origins, right? Those are all lies; they are mental imprints I constructed in his Sea of Consciousness. In reality, his true grandson has long since died in the Soul World. However, that poor infant's Black Magic Clan aura was transferred to you. So you understand now, right?"
Wei Chen understood. Dark Mage believed he was his biological grandson based on the Black Magic Clan aura, but that aura had been transferred to him by the Demon God; it wasn't real.
"However, you can continue to let Dark Mage be your grandfather; that's fine by me. I never cared about those things. Those titles are merely a form of respect and don't represent anything significant. Just like how you don't call me father now; I won't have any thoughts about it. They are just code names. The ties of blood will never change. You must remember that what you hear or even see with your own eyes may not necessarily be true; what you perceive is what is real." The Demon God imparted this lesson to Wei Chen.
Wei Chen felt somewhat awkward. Although it was the truth, he couldn't shake off a sour feeling. At this moment, the Demon God surely hoped Wei Chen would call him father! But the problem was that Wei Chen couldn't bring himself to say it! That word "father" wasn't something one could just casually utter.
There were barriers or perhaps just unfamiliarity; in any case, Wei Chen couldn't say it out loud.
Those two heavy words had never left his lips.
In reality, a person as carefree as the Demon God didn't care whether Wei Chen called him or not. If he did, it would make him happy; if not, he wouldn't react at all. Wei Chen's trajectory up until now had essentially been set within the parameters established by him—an unchangeable fact—so Wei Chen's form of address held no influence over him.
"My child," he said, "I must tell you that your greatest flaw is your soft heart. When I ordered you to destroy the Witch Clan, you hesitated because Master Saint is related to your maternal grandfather by blood. This is something I hadn't anticipated; I never thought my son, the Demon God, would be someone so soft-hearted. You must have inherited this trait from your mother."
"But you need to think carefully: if you do not eliminate the Witch Clan, you will never seize control of the Divine Realm. That is the foundation of our universe system. Without the Divine Realm, true powerhouses will cease to be born in our universe system; countless worlds and countless people will forever remain without hope for resurgence. The strength of the Witch Clan is something we alone cannot contend with; we can only rely on the local Witch Beasts from the Witch Clan to succeed. That is also my ultimate reason for shaping you this way. The Fire Gods and their understanding are far too naive; they think that as long as I live well and bring them along, we can withstand the attacks from the Witch Clan and Outsider Demons? Ha ha, how childish!"
Hearing this, Wei Chen suddenly asked, "Then why is the current Divine Realm under the control of Outsider Demons instead of being dominated by the Witch Clan? Is it possible that Outsider Demons are stronger than the Witch Clan?"
"No," replied the Demon God. "Outsider Demons and Witch Clan are nearly equal in strength. However, the Witch Clan members are very dispersed; they have conquered too many worlds and cannot concentrate their forces against Outsider Demons. Moreover, there aren't many Outsider Demons occupying the Divine Realm. If a battle were to break out between the Witch Clan and Outsider Demons, it's hard to say who would win or lose. Outsider Demons might even reinforce their numbers—who knows?"
Wei Chen pondered for a moment and said, "Eliminating the Witch Clan doesn't really benefit us that much. Using the Witch Clan to fight against the Outsider Demon in battle, while we sit back and reap the rewards, seems like the best choice, doesn't it?"
"You must remember how your father died and how your mother died. Both of us fell at the command of Master Saint! To be specific, I was killed by Left Saint, and your mother perished at the hands of the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty. Shouldn't we seek revenge for this?" The Demon God spoke with some anger.
However, Wei Chen did not fear the Demon God. He stared directly into the Demon God's eyes and said, "Then we just need to kill the main culprit; there's no need to wipe out the Witch Clan. Besides, perhaps I don't even need to do it myself. Let the Outsider Demon and the Witch Clan battle it out; they will naturally suffer heavy casualties."
"If you want to play with fire in this matter, I don't mind. Just be careful not to lose your life in the process; that would be quite unwise," warned the Demon God as he looked at Wei Chen.
Wei Chen replied, "I will navigate through it and enjoy myself along the way."
"Why are you so stubborn? Very well, the path ahead is yours to choose. My plans and designs can only extend as far as the Witch Clan's domain and Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai," said the Demon God, pausing for a moment before adding with a smile, "However, perhaps you are right; who can say for sure? Just remember to seek revenge. The instigator is Master Saint, while Left Saint and the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty were responsible for carrying it out. As for that Right Sage who brought you here, he seems a bit strange; he has never harmed any of our people—not even one. Even when he had the upper hand, he would show mercy. Perhaps he has other intentions regarding the Witch Clan's domain?"
"Also, Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai will become a formidable figure in time, but his arrogance won't be easy to tame—especially since your current combat power is far inferior to his. So unless necessary, avoid provoking him and try to win him over instead. When your strength is sufficient, you can do as you wish without any issues."
"Alright, my child, my time is almost up. If you have anything else to say, hurry up. The future path is yours alone. When my essence dissipates, I will pass on the powerful secret technique 'Witchcraft Transformation Technique' from the Royal Family of the Witch Clan to you. Practice it quietly; after all, the results of practicing Witch Clan methods are all similar. No one will suspect you; they will only think you're very suited for practicing their techniques."
As he spoke, the Demon God's figure gradually became dimmer. However, a sudden look of hope appeared on his smiling face. Yet he said nothing more.
Wei Chen understood the hope in the Demon God's gaze. He watched as the Demon God's phantom grew fainter and finally opened his mouth to whisper:
"Father!"
The two heavy words brought tears to Wei Chen's eyes in an instant.
The Demon God nodded with a smile, a hint of moisture appearing in his eyes before he ultimately vanished from Wei Chen's Sea of Consciousness.
At that moment, an exquisitely intricate spell appeared within Wei Chen's Sea of Consciousness.
Wasn't that spell precisely the Witchcraft Transformation Technique practiced by Master Saint?
Wei Chen slowly reviewed the Witchcraft Transformation Technique, firmly committing it to memory.
It was a final spark of spiritual awareness transmitted to him by his father, and for him, its sentimental value far outweighed its practical application.
As Wei Chen's mind returned to his body, he found himself in the mayor's "mansion" in Mirror Lake Town, where Dugu Qiubai was scrutinizing him.
"Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, what an impressive title! However, my father has instructed you to assist me, so you'd better not act all mysterious in front of me. You are my subordinate and should behave like one, understand?" Wei Chen clearly remembered the Demon God’s advice: he needed to rely on strength to gradually tame Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai. Yet Wei Chen was someone who preferred a different approach; he didn't want to waste time, especially with this indifferent Arrogance swordsman—there was no need for such tactics.
To provoke him, humiliate him, and then slap him hard—that was the way to go!
"Don't worry, Dad. With such a solid foundation, if I can't subdue this guy, then I wouldn't be worthy of being the heir of the Lich!" Wei Chen thought to himself.
Dugu Qiubai was taken aback by Wei Chen's words and then exploded in anger. "You brat, what did you say?"
"Stop calling me brat. In terms of age, I'm much older than you. The worthy are respected—do you know what those four words mean?" Wei Chen said calmly as he looked at Dugu Qiubai with an extremely indifferent tone.
"What a worthy are respected! Wei Chen, although that powerful figure asked me to assist you, without the strength to convince me, what do you amount to? If you want my respect, it's simple: defeat me. Otherwise, I won't think highly of you at all. That powerful figure might truly be your father, but what does that represent? Your strength doesn't even compare to a single finger of his!" Dugu Qiubai coldly stared at Wei Chen, expressing his disdain fiercely.
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