"As long as you agree to hand it over to me, I promise you, I won't kill her. I'll protect her, and treat her as a guest of honor in the Yao family!
And from now on, I'll handle everything for her, at the very least I won't let her die young. What do you say?"
The Patriarch spoke her promises, but her gaze was fixed on Song Wanníng. Clearly, for a remnant soul, these terms weren't very appealing. But for a cultivator who'd only recently ascended, it was a different story.
"Our Yao family might not be all that powerful, but we can definitely protect a little girl," the Patriarch continued.
"With the Yao family guarding you, your dragon bloodline will have a chance to continue. Don't you agree?"
Her eyes gleamed with calculation.
In her mind, the treasure was the only thing that mattered. As for Song Wanníng, keeping her or not was irrelevant.
"You're really that kind-hearted?"
The remnant soul sneered. "Back when your ancestors were alive, they were cunning and cruel. If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have perished here. I still don't understand what trick that old bastard used to take me down with him. Even now, I can't wrap my head around it."
The Patriarch smiled faintly. "That's wrong. Those grudges have long faded. Now it's about cooperation between us. Past enmities should be forgotten. I sincerely want to work with you. Hand me the treasure, and I'll protect your dragon bloodline. It's a win-win for both of us, don't you think?"
Seeing the remnant soul's stance soften, the Patriarch's tone became much gentler, even respectful.
The man beside her relaxed as well, no longer tense like before.
Listening to them, Song Wanníng sneered inwardly. Their promises sounded good, but in reality, they were meaningless. Not a single benefit came from it.
She said nothing and let Dragon Soul take the lead. After all, she didn't even know what the treasure was.
Dragon Soul, of course, didn't trust them either, but he felt a wave of nostalgia.
Back then, he wouldn't have even considered the Yao family worth his time. A single strike would've scared them to death.
Now, with the Dragon Clan already destroyed, and finally encountering an exceptional junior, he didn't want them endangered. Here, he could protect Song Wanníng. But what about when they left this place?
A flicker of rage crossed Dragon Soul's eyes, and his pressure intensified.
"Have you made your decision? Why make things difficult?" the Patriarch coaxed, "I just want offspring, not to commit evil."
She painted a beautiful picture of the Dragon Clan rising again.
Dragon Soul couldn't help the cold laugh in his heart, though his expression stayed expectant. Under everyone's gaze, he flickered, and something glowing faintly appeared above his head.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. The Patriarch and her companion were shocked, their hearts almost leaping out of their chests.
Song Wanníng's eyes narrowed, and she stared at the so-called treasure. Anything Dragon Soul had kept suppressed for so long had to be extraordinary. But when she looked closer, it was just a small, perfectly square piece of metal.
What was this?
Curious, Song Wanníng sent out her divine sense.
In the next moment, a familiar aura hit her. Her heart skipped a beat, and she exclaimed, "System?!"
The aura matched the system she had destroyed before!!
Her expression changed instantly.
This was something from the Mùsù star system!!
Both the Patriarch and Dragon Soul looked at her, surprised.
"How does a little girl know this is a system?"
The Patriarch's eyes darkened.
This so-called system was the secret behind the Ancestor's rise to power, called the "Many-Offspring Blessing System." Only past Patriarchs knew about it, no outsider could possibly be aware.
And judging by Dragon Soul's expression, he hadn't warned her either.
How could she possibly know?
Almost instantly, the Patriarch sensed danger from Song Wanníng.
Song Wanníng's face hardened as she explained to the puzzled Dragon Soul, "Senior, we absolutely cannot give this to them! The Dragon Clan's destruction back then is connected to this!!"
"What did you say?"
Dragon Soul's aura shifted violently, his pressure erupting once again. His enormous form, radiating pure destruction, pressed down on the two.
Anger surged through him. He hadn't intended to spare them anyway. He'd only produced the object to gauge their reactions, never expecting Song Wanníng to intervene.
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
The Patriarch scowled, shouting, "Everyone knows the Dragon Clan was wiped out to suppress monsters! What does it have to do with the Yao family?
Our Ancestor had issues with your seniors, but both sides paid the price…"
She almost wanted to rip Song Wanníng's mouth off. Something already nailed down had suddenly become a new complication.
Dragon Soul frowned, glancing at Song Wanníng. Half of him believed her already, so he asked, "What exactly happened?"
Song Wanníng didn't hold back and quickly explained everything.
"This system belongs to the Mùsù star system. It helped their invaders erode the world.
And those monsters were their doing as well. Don't you think the Dragon Clan's extinction is related to this?"
She pointed at the Patriarch. "These people are descendants of the invaders. They shouldn't exist in this world!!"
Plainly speaking, they might all become weapons for the Mùsù star system in the future. They've been siphoning the world's energy and resources for generations. They're invaders already!
Song Wanníng's accusations struck hard, leaving everyone stunned.
The Patriarch froze, her face darkening further.
"You crazy girl, what nonsense are you talking? It's complete bullshit!"
It's just a system for helping produce offspring. How could she drag in invasions and the Mùsù star system? She'd never even heard of it!
But the man beside her subtly shifted his expression, clearly aware of the matter.
The atmosphere immediately turned tense.
Dragon Soul had never heard of it either. Suspicion and doubt flickered in his eyes, yet he somehow felt Song Wanníng wasn't lying.
Wild stories can't be organized like this, unless they're true…
His expression darkened, and his aura became dangerous.
"Heh…
So the Dragon Clan's destruction is linked to you scum?
Those not of our kind, their hearts are different. All of you deserve to die!!"
Dragon Soul's mind burned with endless killing intent.