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When discussing marriage alliances and bloodline improvements, Mu Bo took the opportunity to reveal the secret schemes of the eight holy clans over the past ten thousand years.

The original bloodline of the eight holy clans is not eternally prosperous.

Over hundreds of millions of years of inheritance and reproduction, the direct bloodline of each generation becomes increasingly thin, and the cultivation limit of the next generation decreases year by year. This is an irreversible trend of decline for all holy races.

In order to continue the prosperity of their clans and break through the shackles of bloodline, the eight holy clans once attempted to form internal intermarriages to complement and integrate their eight fundamental origins, in an attempt to improve their bloodlines.

However, the results were minimal, and the offspring were even weaker, making it a losing proposition.

From then on, intermarriage within the Holy Race was gradually abolished, and they turned their attention entirely to the top geniuses of all races in the universe.

"Does Master know that countless ages ago, there was a super alien genius who shocked the universe?" Mu Bo suddenly asked.

Su Mu nodded slightly: "Are you talking about that prodigy who was once recruited by the Jin Clan?"

"It is this person."

Mu Bo sighed, "That genius was exceptionally talented and unparalleled in his era. The Jin Clan acted immediately, arranging a marriage between their direct descendant and a holy daughter to firmly win him over."

"The offspring born from the union of the two indeed had their bloodline power greatly amplified, far exceeding that of ordinary direct descendants of the Golden Clan."

Having tasted success, the Jin Clan's greed grew exponentially. They sent two of their top female members to marry that prodigy, attempting to mass-produce offspring with superior bloodlines and completely revitalize the clan's foundation.

However, bloodline amplification is an extremely rare and fortunate opportunity, and it cannot be replicated on a large scale.

Ultimately, the ambition of the Jin clan completely destroyed a peerless genius.

That once-great genius, who shocked the ages, was no longer cultivated as a prodigy. Instead, he was reduced to a tool for the Jin clan to continue their bloodline and improve their genes. He was trapped in the clan day and night, neglecting his path to enlightenment and having no hope for the future.

At this point, Mu Bo looked up at Su Mu with a rather subtle expression.

Su Mu felt uncomfortable under his gaze and frowned, saying, "Just say what you want to say. Why are you staring at me like that?"

Mu Bo smiled wryly and explained, "Master's talent is several times more terrifying than that prodigy who was won over by the Golden Clan back then. If the eight great holy clans were to discover your existence, they would definitely spare no effort to win you over and arrange a marriage alliance."

"At that time, the master will probably become an even more complete... bloodline tool than that prodigy."

Although the words were euphemistic, the meaning couldn't be more straightforward.

If even that genius of yesteryear met such an end, how much more so would Su Mu, whose talent far surpasses his opponent's?

In the eyes of the eight holy clans, such a heaven-defying human physique and unparalleled talent are simply the most perfect vessel for bloodline improvement in the world.

If they could, they would love to have Su Mu leave his seed day and night, so that this heaven-defying talent could be completely incorporated into the bloodline system of the Holy Race.

Thinking of that absurd and outrageous scene, Su Mu's lips twitched violently.

Compared to the life-or-death battles and the pursuit by the Holy Race, this outcome of being forcibly kept and used as a breeding tool was even harder for him to accept.

To escape this heavy and absurd topic, Su Mu quickly changed the subject and asked, "By the way, throughout the ages, haven't any other powerful beings from other races broken through their limitations, ascended to the Great Sage realm, and rivaled the Holy Ancestor?"

If there were truly no one who could rival the eight great holy clans, their rule would have long been solidified into an eternal Heavenly Dao.

Uncle Mu nodded and replied, "Yes. Over billions of years, countless geniuses from all races have emerged in the universe, and a total of nine powerful beings from other races have been born who have transcended racial limitations and reached the Great Sage realm."

"Nine?" Su Mu raised an eyebrow slightly. "Isn't that one more than the eight Holy Ancestors?"

But he quickly realized something was wrong.

If there were truly nine Great Saints presiding over all races, the eight Great Saint Clans would never dare to act so recklessly, slaughtering geniuses and suppressing all races.

Uncle Mu revealed the truth: "His cultivation level may be comparable to that of a Great Sage, but his combat strength is by no means on the same level."

"The eight Holy Ancestors possess the Great Dao of the Origin of the Universe, wield the clan's most precious treasures from the beginning of heaven and earth, and are endowed with the divine powers of their primordial bloodlines. At the same level, the Great Saints of all races are no match for the Holy Ancestors."

"Of those nine great saints from other races, only two could barely contend with the Holy Ancestor head-on."

It was the appearance of these two that made the eight holy clans wary and change their ruling strategies.

In the past, the Holy Race would only suppress powerful alien races when they truly grew to the point of threatening them.

Now, whenever a peerless genius shows any signs of rising to prominence in the universe, the eight holy races will not hesitate to join forces to suppress them, leaving them no chance to grow.

Better to kill ten thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free!

Ultimately, this is because the population base of all races is too large.

With the accumulation of endless years, sooner or later a truly transcendent and overwhelmingly powerful being will emerge.

In order to maintain their rule, they had no choice but to nip all possibilities in the bud.

"This old servant suggests to Master," Mu Bo solemnly advised, "Now that you have displayed extraordinary talent, the Holy Race will notice it sooner or later. Rather than passively dealing with it later, it is better to choose a side in advance and join the camp of all races in the universe."

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Compared to becoming a tool by joining the Eight Great Holy Clans, attaching oneself to the camp of all races is undoubtedly the best choice.

Su Mu neither directly refused nor agreed.

He had once served under the Heavenly Palace and was well aware of the drawbacks of a faction with multiple forces intertwined.

Faced with external enemies, all races may be able to unite against them and fight together against the Holy Race.

However, once the external threats subside, the selfishness of each ethnic group will surge and their interests will become intertwined, inevitably leading to endless internal strife and constant disputes.

Rather than getting involved in the power struggles and conflicts between various parties, he prefers to be alone and live a free and easy life.

Once his thoughts had settled, Su Mu suddenly remembered something and asked the question again.

"Since the eight holy races rule the universe, possess overwhelming power, and have ruled for eternity, why would they allow the Ghost Race to ravage the heavens and slaughter all living beings, and turn a blind eye to it? With their strength, completely annihilating the Ghost Race would be a piece of cake."

This was a question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

He used to think that the top powers were powerless to eradicate the Ghost Clan, but now it seems that they were deliberately letting it go.

Upon hearing this, Mu Bo's expression suddenly turned strange. After gathering his thoughts for a moment, he slowly spoke.

"Does Master still remember what I just mentioned, that super genius who was recruited by the Gold Clan and ultimately became a breeding tool?"

Su Mu nodded: "Of course I remember. Is this matter related to the Ghost Clan?"

Uncle Mu sighed deeply and revealed the greatest secret and dark secret in the universe throughout the ages.

"That man, unable to bear the humiliation any longer, completely escaped the control of the Gold Clan, and rebelled against the Holy Clan's territory with his wife and children. In the depths of the universe, he established a force—the Great Sun Alliance."

"He was the founder of the Great Sun Alliance."

Su Mu's pupils contracted slightly, his heart filled with shock.

He had roamed the universe and heard of the Great Sun Alliance's infamous reputation more than once. Their evil deeds of burning, killing, looting, plundering bloodlines, and forcibly procreating were widespread throughout the heavens.

Many evil clans, such as the Blood Cherry Clan and the Sky Wolf Clan, are all branches of the Great Sun Alliance.

He never expected that the founder of this insane and evil force was actually that peerless genius who had been driven mad by the Holy Clan.

"That genius was tortured by the Jin clan for half his life and turned into a tool, which completely twisted and drove him insane."

Mu Bo sighed and slowly revealed the secret: "After he escaped, he made a mad vow to make all the races in the universe his bloodline."

"It was precisely because of this extreme madness that he ultimately embarked on a forbidden path, feeding the demons with his own body and nourishing darkness with his blood, ultimately creating the calamity of the demon race that ravaged eternity and wreaked havoc upon the heavens!"