"I have no intention of prying into your Heavenly Demon Clan's holy technique; today, I have only come to find someone..."
Mo Wangchen chuckled bitterly, then continued, "If anyone among you is the person I'm looking for, I will take them directly. There is no harm, only benefits."
"Benefits? What kind of benefits?" someone frowned, speaking up.
"Naturally, it's to impart my Dao and legacy to them."
"Your Dao and legacy?"
The prodigies of the Heavenly Demon Clan frowned even more, and someone even scoffed, "Who are you?"
A cultivator of the Human Clan, of a similar age to them, actually said he wanted to share his Dao; to these geniuses of the Heavenly Demon Clan, this was undoubtedly a joke.
In fact, some thought that Mo Wangchen's strength might not even compare to theirs, so what could his legacy and Dao mean?
"My name is Mo Wangchen."
