Jiang Qiuyun sighed.

She could immerse herself in role-playing, but she absolutely didn't want to face her real father—disgust, resentment, fear... so many complex emotions hovered in her heart.

Her childhood was more like a nightmare; her mother was sacrificed to the Evil Gods, and she almost got eaten herself.

Even today, she could recall those fangs in the church and the man's frenzied, hideous face twisted into an unspeakable monster.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Haiping, the CEO of Dawn Star Company. May I know what the honorable guest requires?"

At this moment, the female secretary from the opposite side entered the office and handed over to a CEO. The familiar voice of the man made Jiang Qiuyun startle; she tightly grabbed Chu Yi, her charming face turning ghostly pale.

With one hand around little Qiuyun's slender waist, Chu Yi took her measurements on her proud figure and answered the call indifferently:

"Are you the Jiang Haiping who pretends to be Qiuyun's father?"

As soon as he said this, Jiang Haiping pressed down the secretary's head, his face changed dramatically, his eyes turned sinister, and he said with clouds of smoke:

"Uh, sir, what do you mean by this? I don't quite understand, could you please explain it to me?"

"Who do you think you are? Do you deserve an explanation from me, the Emperor?"

Chu Yi retorted bluntly:

"Qiuyun is my daughter. You've dared to impersonate me multiple times to harass her. You should implicate your entire clan."

"Clean your neck during this period. I'm visiting the Imperial Capital, and I'll eliminate your clan in passing."

"Hanging up."

With a snap, Chu Yi hung up the phone, and even blocked the number.

Simple and crude, not giving the other side a chance to bite back.

The small Qiuyun in his arms stared blankly at the divine beauty of the young man, lost in thought for a long time; was the phone call just to scold her father?

"Dad, weren't you going to check on little Qiuyun's physique?"

She hesitated for a long time and finally mustered a sentence.

"Oh, I just forgot, your father has poor memory."

Chu Yi patted the plump, rounded, and taut figure, eliciting a shy moan from the young girl, then typed a string of numbers on the holographic projection and reconnected.

This time, it was the CEO's private line.

"Hello."

A deep, gloomy voice came through.

Jiang Haiping sat on a tiger-skin sofa, crushed the secretary's delicate head, half of the human skin hung on the white bone potted plant beside him, strung together as food by the white bone branches, making a rustling sound like silkworms feeding on mulberry leaves.

"Dumbass."

Chu Yi hung up the call, looking innocently at the bewildered little Qiuyun.

"Negotiations failed; he gave no respect to your dad."

Jiang Qiuyun: ∑(°口°๑)

It didn't seem like much was said at all!

Little Qiuyun was on the verge of breakdown.

"However, I've also gathered intelligence."

Chu Yi raised his eyes, looking at a thick thread of causality, mixed with black, red, and white misfortunes, twisting and writhing, entwining with each other, brewing immense malice, leading to a terrifying calamity.

The goal, of course, was to stimulate the potential causality of the Jiang Family, to nourish the calamity.

Next, was the main task.

He sent a projection of his will into the kitchen, carrying a godhood shaped like a mudfish.

This godhood was extremely special; if released outside, it might give birth to a new Ice Dragon King on some plane, resurrecting from it.

Rather than an Ice Dragon King, it's more of an end path representing the Ice Dragon King.

The twelve End Dragons have twelve spots.

The Ice Dragon King's fall also implies that a successor would tread the end path of the Ice Dragon King, becoming the new generation Ice Dragon King, seeking revenge on Chu Yi.

Yet, this new Dragon King was unrelated to the previous Dragon King, only finding its way to Chu Yi because he possessed the legendary dragon bones.

Chu Yi didn't care who the Ice Dragon King was.

What he did was to firmly occupy the end path of the Ice Dragon King in this sequence, blocking any promotion route for future successors.

Using immortal godhood as the main ingredient, he freely crafted a feast, allowing Jiang Qiuyun to advance to the Ice Dragon King, becoming a reincarnated Dragon Maiden like Mu Yun.

Among those around him, Jiang Qiuyun appeared the most ordinary; to thoroughly kill the Ice Dragon King, and for his daughter, this old father spared no effort.

With culinary tools, he quickly crafted this four-star feast.

Jiang Qiuyun, with higher potential, could accommodate the Evil Gods, capable of bearing a four-star feast.

When she blushed and ate the feast, a layer of white mist floated in the entire bedroom, freezing into frost.

Chu Yi opened the temporal domain beside her, prepared to rescue promptly in case anything went wrong.

And at this moment.

The Book of Destiny leaped from the void, its pages turning gently, emitting golden light, with a line of text floating out.

[The Ice Dragon King has fallen]

A page disappeared, the calculation completed.

The favorable turn-all-support vanished from Chu Yi's body, the feeling of smooth control gone.

The Ice Dragon King's tragedy was actually because Chu Yi had already set a result for it, mistakenly thinking it had become a taboo, still not freed from fate's manipulation.

At this moment, Chu Yi set another result, striking a line in the Book of Destiny.

[Jiang Qiuyun advances to Ice Dragon Queen]

...

"You newborn!"

A loud, deep, furious beast roar erupted.

Jiang Haiping's face twisted, his mouth grinning to the ears, his entire body springing phantom hands in fright, tearing the secretary's half body to shreds and then swallowing, producing rattling bone-crushing sounds.

He focused on Yaoguang City, set spies, after subordinates fetched the latest intel, naturally understanding it was that newborn Chu Yi.

And, Wan Er, that ungrateful woman, twenty years have passed, why hasn't she shown some understanding towards her father, how unfilial.

"How come the Illuminati haven't killed him, but instead he went to the Ice Dragon ruins? Where is my tax money going?"

"Hmm? In one month, he advanced to Morning Star? Divine bloodline?"

"Haha, just deceiving the fools on the border. Who knows which Evil God descended into Chu Yi's vessel, becoming a divine traveler."

Jiang Haiping paused silently, took out a password box from the drawer, opened it, dialed a communication composed of Evil God symbols.

"I agree with the previous proposal."

...

Dark World.

War Gods Hall.

Within a hundred miles, blood flowed like a river, white bones floated on the surface, and the thick stench of blood was like a greasy paste.

At the pool's edge, piled into mountain-like white bones, the scarlet wolf souls inhabited, gnawing on bones mixed with blood strands, an elder in a white robe wolf-man approached, bowing to a majestic presence in the blood river.

"Lord Wolf King, there's news of Chu Yi."

Glug glug glug...

The blood pool churned, a terrifying shadow emerged, vast enough to obscure the twilight's hues, while this was just a head.

"Chu Yi."

Nus Wolf King growled lowly, the sound waves spreading, shattering the surrounding blood and bones.

After the Blood Ladder battle, he, the Nus Wolf King, became a joke in the Golden Realm after being blasted by a descendant of the Sun Gods.

Even his Vajra Indestructible, handsome and dashing fur, was mostly scorched, bringing him immense shame, and still bore the traces of Candle Dragon's flame, recuperating in the blood pool.

The Sun God's authority perfectly countered Dark Creatures, exerting at least tenfold power.

And in the end, Chu Yi was taken away by the Enchanting Demon Royal Court, leaving him in a position where he could only quietly bide his time, waiting for Chu Yi to appear.

"Inform the Blood God Guard, immediate mobilization."