In Tokyo, the dungeon master

Despite Gu Meng's words that there was no need to worry, Shirakawa Wanka still looked very concerned, simply because the feeling was truly ominous.

There was a feeling of an ultimate demon king of extremely high rank watching them darkly.

Gu Mengze looked into the distance, confident and composed.

From the two women's perspective, the ancestor seemed to be confronting the resurrected demon king from afar.

"This was expected. Although they were unsealed, they were still subject to various restrictions... Ha, even I have fallen to this state, how could those scum not be subject to restrictions? Don't worry too much about them, compared to the apocalypse, they are just minor trials."

In his previous life, Gu Meng had been playing the role of a magical ancestor. At the beginning, when he was at the zero level, he pretended to be seriously injured in an accident and unable to fight freely. Then he pretended to be a god or ghost to his descendants. He was very familiar with this kind of thing, and no one could tell that Gu Meng was making up a story.

"Mentors... what are their limitations?"

"Oh, didn't I mention that the seal was set up by the Shirakawa family? The head of the Shirakawa family at that time made a blood oath that if all the direct descendants of the Shirakawa family, namely Wanhua and Qianyuna, were not killed, they could not truly achieve perfection, could not be free, and would suffer a fate worse than death."

"..."

"..."

Shirakawa Manka wanted to complain, "What kind of restriction is this? It would be better if there wasn't one at all!"

Let's just release it.

Why use bloodline blockade as the last line of defense? Were our ancestors really that selfless and altruistic?

They're working so hard to seal away demons, even to the point of fighting to the death. They should at least consider how future generations will feel!

If the Master hadn't also arrived, wouldn't they, mother and daughter, have been slaughtered like a dish?

These idiot ancestors!

She glanced at Gu Meng, thinking, "The idiot ancestor I was referring to was the head of the Shirakawa family back then, maybe my great-great-great-grandfather or something. Sorry, I didn't mention you, Master!"

At this moment, the wife couldn't help but reflect again... Why was our family so noble and selfless back then, but became so selfish in modern times, just like ordinary capitalists... Did the son-in-law change our family tradition because of the loss of our extraordinary power, which led to our degeneration into an ordinary family?

No wonder Gu Meng said, "Our family has declined." Shirakawa Manka seems to understand that feeling.

Not only did her power disappear, but her heart also declined. The once passionate and righteous descendant has become a capitalist tycoon like her father, Shirakawa Keiji.

She herself would absolutely not be able to sacrifice herself to save others.

Involuntarily, a picture of Gu Meng's disappointment and choked voice flashed in his mind: "Our righteous magic family... what will become...?"

Shirakawa Manka feels a little ashamed.

Kyoka Shihōin, on the other hand, had a completely different reaction; the rule that Gu Meng added completely captivated her.

Blood was boiling over, and uncontrollable anger filled his eyes.

"These demons dared... dared to try to kill the young lady!!! Unforgivable, they must all be killed! Not a single one can be spared, even if we have to chase them to the ends of the earth..."

"Great, you're really full of energy."

Gu Meng nodded, becoming more and more satisfied with Jinghua. Not only was her talent obviously very strong, but she also had a particularly useful strength that could be triggered to lower her intelligence. This was the kind of person Gu Meng liked the most.

If it were someone with Han Li's personality, they would be relatively difficult to deal with... However, Han Li has a farming artifact, which gives him a great advantage in helping to cultivate spiritual plants.

However, the people Gu Meng found were themselves spiritual plants, so they weren't bad either.

"Mentor, what should we do now?"

Jinghua tried hard to control her anger, knowing that anger was useless at the moment.

"You two should focus on your cultivation first. Wan Hua, continue to eat magical food to strengthen your magic power. Jing Hua, you should also step into the realm of the extraordinary as soon as possible... Don't worry, I will help you."

Seeing that Shihouin Kyoka's expression wasn't very confident, Gu Meng added:

"You are a true genius. It's just that the Great Source is dormant, which is why you haven't shown any abnormalities. But with my help and by eating enough magical food, you will soon awaken your true talent..."

Kyoka Shihouin is a born Extraordinary Being. Her physique is exceptionally superior even among Extraordinary Being families, but she has been hindered by the lack of magic in the world.

But now, with the Dark Seed and Gu Meng's guidance, she can quickly advance in rank simply by imagining that she has absorbed magic power.

Although both are at the first rank, the quality of the magic power she can extract is much higher than the superficial and hastily generated magic power of Shirakawa Manka.

However, due to the weaker bloodline connection, Gu Meng's conversion rate will not be very high, and there will be a significant difference in quantity...

Sigh, why can this Blood Skull Gu only be used on its own people? Can't it be more benevolent and boundless?

Well, Gu Meng is just being hypocritical. Blood ties can increase his efficiency in extracting magic power by a million times, but in reality, people without blood ties are the normal efficiency in extracting magic power. The Shihouin family and the Shirakawa family have already been particularly good at extracting magic power through multiple marriages, one person is better than hundreds of people.

The Book of Ancestors originally required the gathering of numerous fantasies to accumulate enough magic power, but Gu Meng took a shortcut.

Gu Meng understood this principle and suppressed his insatiable greed. He was soon overjoyed by Jinghua's talent.

It would be a waste to use the high-quality magic power produced by this woman for daily consumption or to generate dungeons; it would be better used for advancement.

Gu Meng looked at Wan Hua and then at Jing Hua, his eyes reflecting both of them with deep affection, as if he were looking at a precious gemstone.

"One is large in quantity, and the other is of high quality. You are both my treasures, Gu Meng!"

Flowers on the left, splendor on the right, I can move as I please. My family is my strongest weapon. With your help, I can fly higher!

I know—I've always had a pair of invisible wings—carrying me—flying me over despair.

"The fate of humanity rests on your shoulders; we must survive the apocalypse..."

Gu Meng's affectionate gaze became somewhat direct—

"Why is Master looking at me like that? He seems rather shy."

"I always felt that our ancestor—our mentor—was too good to us."

The two women had different thoughts. Jinghua was still wary of Gu Meng—especially in terms of feelings. She would rather be liked and straightened out by Gu Meng than have Wanhua be chosen.

But under the pressure of demons, they ultimately don't think too much and still cling tightly to Gu Meng's leg, who is the only support for Bai Chuan and her daughter in the face of their life-threatening crisis.

The source of that chill was terrifying; if Gu Meng hadn't been there, they might have done something even worse.

That feeling was extremely dangerous, something that these two novices from the mystical world could never handle.

"Children, do not be afraid of those demons and monsters..."

The Myriad Flowers now have magic power supplying me, and my condition has improved slightly. They must be afraid of me… I will find their hiding place as soon as possible, and try to find and kill them before they regain their strength.”

Shirakawa Manka was deeply moved when she heard this. The old ancestor had done all the hard work by himself, and he even used precious materials to make magical dishes for her every day, contributing both money and effort.

I don't know what kind of heaven-defying methods he used to preserve the magic potion for hundreds of years, and he used it on himself without hesitation.

Even if the other party is the ancestor of the same family, they are too kind to me.

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