Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"I……"

The scholar was speechless.

In this world, only the True Ancestor can be resurrected.

The more you think this way, the less doubt you have.

In the end, Zhou Jieyu's figure completely overlapped with the legend of the True Ancestor.

The scholar slumped down mid-air: "True Ancestor, I was rude just now!"

"what?"

Zhou Jieyu was completely bewildered.

It seems there's been some strange misunderstanding.

She saw the three people conjure up a fire blanket in a state of fear and trepidation.

"Your Excellency, please take a seat," the scholar said with an awkward smile.

He glared at Lin Yumo again: "Kill this intruder."

Zhou Jieyu quickly called out, "Wait a minute, she's my friend!"

"A friend of the True Ancestor?"

Isn't that just a demigod born with a companion?

"It was my fault!"

The scholar exclaimed, overwhelmed with deep self-reproach.

In a daze, Lin Yumo found herself and Zhou Jieyu transported to the territory of the Crimson Demon Clan.

What the hell?

Is Chapter 13 a special mission?

"Is it the True Ancestor?"

"I heard it's the True Ancestor."

"My God, the prophecy has come true!"

"The True Ancestor has appeared in the world!"

On the flying carpet of flames, Zhou Jieyu leaned nervously against Lin Yumo in a duck-sitting position.

Lin Yumo's condition wasn't much better.

She was just confused, while Zhou Jieyu was nervous.

As they rode their flying carpets away from the lava lake and through narrow passageways to a vast underground city, a large crowd surged towards them from all directions.

Some flew across in their physical bodies, some arrived on flying carpets like them, and others had been waiting on the rooftops of various houses for a long time.

They were all dressed in red, with flame marks on their cheeks.

Upon spotting the scholar, they all shouted in unison.

They were as excited as if they had won the lottery and suddenly achieved financial freedom.

Zhou Jieyu was infected by this fervent atmosphere.

It seems that the so-called True Ancestor holds a very high position in the eyes of the Crimson Demon Clan.

This would create a big problem.

Zhou Jieyu simply dared not admit that she was not the true ancestor.

Lin Yumo had just told her in the private chat channel what would happen after she was exposed.

"You will be torn to pieces by these irritable NPCs, and they will block the respawn point and keep killing you until you are too scared to come out."

This is not Lin Yumo exaggerating.

Zhou Jieyu, who had already been flattened twice, wholeheartedly agreed.

Don't be fooled by her cheerful smile; she's actually suffering in silence.

Her money didn't grow on trees, and watching helplessly as the combat suit she bought was reduced to 100% damage by the NPC was incredibly distressing for Zhou Jieyu.

She just wanted to take advantage of the situation to deceive these NPCs, gain some benefits, and make up for her losses, but now...

Hey!

Zhou Jieyu poked her two index fingers in a wronged manner.

The first person to greet us was an elderly, frail red demon, who was clearly an impatient man.

He immediately grabbed the scholar's shoulder and shook him excitedly twice.

Are you sure it really is the True Ancestor?

Although he is very old, his teeth look very good.

Zhou Jieyu thought to herself, feeling utterly bored.

The scholar nodded repeatedly: "Teacher, Xin Rong and I personally witnessed the True Ancestor being resurrected twice. There should be no mistake about this."

He was brought back to life!

What immense power and ability!

This ability is also the one that was emphasized in the clan's prophecy.

So that young girl was indeed the True Ancestor they had been longing for?

but.

The old man stared at the scholar: "I think you've figured it out too."

The scholar nodded.

"The True Ancestor's strength is really too weak. Even if she really is the True Ancestor, it won't help!" the old man sighed.

What's going on here?

The True Ancestor who was prophesied to save the Crimson Demon Clan was not even as strong as the Crimson Demon Clan's gatekeeper. How could such a True Ancestor use a hammer to save the Crimson Demon Clan from their dire straits?

The scholar frowned and said, "Teacher, although this deviates somewhat from the prophecy, I think it's a foregone conclusion that she is the True Ancestor. No one but the True Ancestor can possess the ability to resurrect. What we need to figure out now is why the True Ancestor is so weak. Did something happen to her?"

“That’s right. We shouldn’t be getting bogged down in these meaningless things right now. The most important thing is to properly prepare for the ceremony to welcome the arrival of the True Ancestor.”

The Crimson Demons, who migrated from the surface to live underground, have been suppressing their desires for far too long.

They desperately need a boost to revive the increasingly low morale of their race as they await the arrival of the true ancestor.

The Crimson Demon Era, May 7th, Year 2346.

The woman who was considered the true ancestor of the Crimson Demon Clan in the prophecies passed down through the ages has descended.

A grand welcoming ceremony was held in Red Maple Fortress, the current main city of the Red Demon Clan.

The grander the ceremony, the more uneasy Zhou Jieyu felt.

The brighter the flames blooming in the sky, the more devastated Zhou Jieyu felt inside.

"Sister Zhenzu, this is a flower wreath I made!"

A chubby little boy with snot bubbling from his nose placed a flower wreath around Zhou Jieyu's neck.

Zhou Jieyu bent over and grinned foolishly. Suddenly, she felt that the flower wreath was very heavy.

I feel like my back is about to break.

Surrounded by the crowd, Zhou Jieyu and Lin Yumo finally arrived at a tall house.

“My Lord, this is just a small token of our respect. Please enjoy it.”

Plates of cooked food were placed on the table in front of Zhou Jieyu.

The man with the red headscarf had a warm smile, and Zhou Jieyu could only nod with difficulty.

I am fine, thank you.

popping.

The man clapped his hands, and all the waiters who had served the food left.

"We will not disturb the True Ancestor and the Swordholder's meal any longer."

The man saluted and then withdrew.

The swordsman refers to Lin Yumo, who always carries a sword on his back.

In the eyes of the Crimson Demon Clan, Lin Yumo was merely a tool to carry the sword for the True Ancestor.

However, even though they are tools, they are still tools of the True Ancestor, and they should show sufficient respect.

"How to do?"

Zhou Jieyu asked Lin Yumo for help in the private chat channel.

Looking at the sumptuous barbecue feast in front of her, she had no appetite at all.

Anyway, I won't starve to death even if I don't eat, so I'm not in the mood to care about that right now.

Lin Yumo tentatively suggested, "Why don't you try filing a complaint with the authorities?"

Zhou Jieyu shook her head: "It won't work. This isn't a game bug, so why would the official team care?"

"emmm..."

If that doesn't work, asking other players for help won't help either.

Even the strongest player right now can only guard the gate if they come here.

Since asking other players won't help, we'll have to ask NPCs for help.

An Ran's image flashed through Lin Yumo's mind.

Once upon a time, An Ran was stronger than them, but not by a ridiculous margin.