I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

228 Each With a Different Plan

The Holy Son had never been so angry before.

Ever since he was born, he had always been the mastermind behind the scenes. He schemed against the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan and planned everything in detail. From an ordinary flood dragon to the strongest Jiao Qingtu, none of them was able to escape his scheme.

In the end, almost the entire Flood Dragon Clan became his nourishment, helping him escape from the suppression seal bit by bit.

However, there was the sudden appearance of Jiao Jiao. Not only was this person’s identity and background mysterious and completely exceeded his expectations, this person had also slapped him in the face time and time again. If not for the fact that there were few witnesses present, he would have been totally disgraced!

How could he allow Jiao Jiao to continue living a carefree life?

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“Will that person Jiao Jiao really come?”

Mo Zhongxiu lowered her voice, but she was not questioning the Holy Son of the Demon Clan. “Given His Highness the Holy Son’s might, that guy escaped from the Demon Divine Palace in a sorry state. It’s very likely that he won’t return to the Demon Capital within a short period of time…”

“No, he’ll definitely be back!”

The Holy Son shook his head without hesitation. “Because he knows very well that the opening of the Demon Imperial Tombs this time will be his last chance. If he misses it… Hmph!”

The Holy Son sneered.

If he missed this opportunity, he would waste at least 10 years.

Furthermore, the opening of the Demon Imperial Tombs this time round was something extraordinary. It was very likely a major opportunity that had not come by in the past few hundred years.

If one missed it, then one would really have missed the boat.

There would be no way to make up for it!

After 10 years, he would most likely have become the ruler of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons. How could a small survivor from the Flood Dragon Clan contend with him?

Even if Jiao Jiao was the true Holy Son of the Demon Clan!

“Your Highness is wise.”

Mo Zhongxiu praised him sincerely. Suddenly, her eyes fell on a figure below. “This person’s back view looks somewhat familiar… Can it be that His Majesty my father has come here?”

Her heart skipped a beat and she felt a great sense of fear.

In the end, that audacious father of hers had made his way to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons?

“In other words… he still hasn’t given up on that stupid plan?” Mo Zhongxiu thought gloomily. “You don’t understand what kind of enemy you’re facing. Everything you’ve done… will only bring about the destruction of the human race!”

As the eldest princess of the royal family, she had also come into contact with some secrets.

Within those secrets, there was mention of the whereabouts of the previous Xuanwu Emperors…

Other than a minuscule few, almost none of them had a good ending. Most of them died in the Demon Imperial Tombs!

As the final executor of the entire plan, one could imagine how much disaster her father would bring to the human race?

“No, I have to stop His Majesty my father…”

However, while Mo Zhongxiu was still in a daze, that figure had already disappeared. No matter how she searched around, she could not find him in the sea of people.

“Your… Your Highness…”

After hesitating for a while, Mo Zhongxiu finally spoke, “I have a presumptuous request…”

The Holy Son’s lips curled into a mysterious smile as he said indifferently, “If you have something to say, just say it.”

“Will you let me enter the Demon Imperial Tombs with you?” Mo Zhongxiu asked cautiously.

“Oh, you want to go in too?”

The Holy Son knocked on the armrest of the throne, and the smile on his face became even brighter. “Sure, but the contents of the assessment will need to be changed again.”

“Of course, no problem.” Mo Zhongxiu hurriedly agreed.

“Then, you can enter with me later.”

The Holy Son did not make things difficult for Mo Zhongxiu. Instead, he simply agreed. Mo Zhongxiu let out a sigh of relief and squeezed out a grateful smile. “I thank the Holy Son for bestowing this kindness on me!”

It was only after she retreated to one side that a strange smile appeared on the Holy Son’s face.

“Xuanwu Kingdom? Mo Lianque? Hehe… A few little ants want to overturn the sky? Unfortunately, you won’t have that chance… However, it’s not a bad choice to turn you into my playthings.”

In an instant, the Holy Son’s Hall fell silent again.

The Holy Son smiled and sat there without moving. He was like an unsurpassable divine mountain that stood on the ground. Others could only look up from afar!

“Everything… is under control.”

As time passed, more and more demon beasts came from all directions. After an unknown period of time, the first door suddenly made a dull sound. Golden light overflowed and the door closed slowly.

The second door opened, and the Holy Son’s eyelids twitched slightly. At this moment, he was still sitting calmly on the fishing platform, his expression unchanged.

“Hehe… You’re still not coming out? You’re quite patient. Unfortunately, your patience will never be comparable to mine.”

“Without my permission, the trials in the Demon Imperial Tombs… won’t be able to begin!”

He was like a cold observer, mercilessly watching everything that was happening in the Demon Capital.

At this moment, the many living beings gathered in the Demon Capital would never have expected that there was a pair of eyes above their heads observing all their secrets.

Or perhaps… There was more than one pair.

“Brother Star still hasn’t appeared. It’s said that he suddenly appeared in the Demon Capital that day and had a conflict with the Lion King of the Demon Divine Palace. He saved the old flood dragon and then he didn’t appear again.”

In another void above the Demon Capital, the Golden Roc demon king and the Green-eyed Thunder Ox demon king stood side by side and watched the many living beings below.

“Stupid ox, do you still remember what I said before?”

Taking a deep breath, Ying Chengpeng said slowly, “That old flood dragon said that the monster that destroyed the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan is in the Demon Capital. Brother Star also told us that a fellow from that continent killed my incarnation and my son…”

Niu Mang was immediately shocked. “Big bird, do you mean…”

“This Holy Son is not simple.” Ying Chengpeng’s gaze was incomparably sharp. “Most people think that the Holy Son only has a noble bloodline, and that his true strength is still quite a distance away from the peak. But now, it seems that… Heh, the power he’s hiding has probably reached the demon king level. It’s more powerful than anyone can imagine!”

“What is he trying to do by hiding such powerful strength?” Niu Mang was shocked.

“I don’t know,” Ying Chengpeng narrowed his eyes and said coldly. “But… it must be related to the Demon Imperial Tombs!”

“So what are you going to do next?”

“Brother Star is our sworn brother and he was once listed as wanted by that Holy Son. Also, my incarnation and my son might very well have died in his hands.”

Ying Chengpeng repeated in a deeper tone, “More importantly, he might be from… the Eastern Imperial Continent!”

“So?”

“Find an opportunity to… kill him!”

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