After Meng Lei apologized, he went straight to the point and asked, “Fatty, let me ask you something. Have you heard of a clan called Kroc?”
“The Kroc clan?” Fatty Hart shook his head. “Nope!”
Meng Lei glanced at Ol’ Amos and tried to jog Hart’s memory. He said, “Think about it carefully again. I heard that this clan is ranked top among Fire Dragon Kingdom’s three great clans and is founded by Amos Kroc, the second president of Fire Dragon Magic Academy...”
“The clan founded by the second academy president?” Fatty Hart rubbed his eyes and said dryly, “Old bro, are you joking with me? That’s old history from tens of thousands of years ago. How can it possibly exist all the way till now? It’s long been eliminated!”
“Eliminated?”
“Eliminated for sure. In any case, that clan doesn’t exist in the Fire Dragon Kingdom, much less ranked top among the three great clans!”
Chapter 70: Ninth-Grade Magical Beast, Titanic Dragon-Ape
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
How times had changed, and the stars had shifted!
No matter in which world, nothing stayed eternally unchanging. This was a natural law of order that nobody could change.
Ol’ Amos naturally understood this, but when he heard that the clan he had single-handedly built had already disappeared over the long course of history, he couldn’t help but be overcome by grief, nevertheless.
“To be honest, I should’ve realized this a long time ago. When I was killed back then, the Krocs had lost their pillar. Being destroyed is something almost inevitable.”
Ol’ Amos sighed softly, his grief unconcealable.
Saint Domain experts were lofty and stood high above. They were capable of building and supporting a clan, but at the point of their deaths, in the situation that they hadn’t yet groomed a successor, any clan would die out, no matter how powerful they were.
Their success was dependent on the Saint Domain. But their destruction was also dependent on the Saint Domain!
The list of such cases was endless.
“Fortunately, an excellent descendant like you has emerged from the clan, so there’s still hope of making a comeback!
“Yes! A comeback!”
A jolt went through Ol’ Amos, and an intense gleam burst forth from his eyes. “Brat, from now on, you must shoulder the heavy responsibility of rebuilding the Kroc clan! You must cultivate diligently and refrain from slacking!
“This old man will put in everything he has to teach, supervise, and aid you. We’ll strive to rebuild the clan as soon as possible, and let the glory of the Kroc clan make a comeback in Heaven’s Vault Continent!”
Meng Lei was rather speechless.
Rebuild the Kroc clan? What’s that got anything to do with me?! I’m not a member of the Kroc clan!
However, these words weren’t to be uttered so carelessly. Meng Lei deliberated over his tone, and then he said seriously, “Ol’ President, regarding the heavy responsibility of rebuilding the Kroc clan, I must apologize, but I was born a commoner and have never had any concept of the Kroc clan.
“Even if I accomplish much in my cultivation in the future and have intentions of founding a clan, I’d only build a clan that belongs to me, such as a Meng clan or something, and not some Kroc clan. I hope you can understand that!”
“You—”
Ol’ Amos was so furious that he was fuming. He glared viciously at Meng Lei, but Meng Lei didn’t wuss out this time. Instead, he refused to back down and glared back at him!
Ol’ Amos could only reply resignedly, “Fine! We’ll do as you’ve said. In any case, you’re a descendant of my Kroc clan, and the blood of the Kroc clan flows within you—this is something that’ll never change. The clan that you build is also a continuation of the Kroc clan. We’re just putting old wine in new bottles!”
“Ol’ President is understanding indeed!”
Meng Lei burst into sneaky laughter.
“Brat, I’ll have you know that this old man is very strict. If you dare to slack even the slightest bit, see if I don’t skin you!”
The night passed peacefully.
The next morning, Meng Lei left the canyon after having breakfast and embarked on the conquest of continuing his Magical Beast hunt. He was currently in the Seventh-Grade Magical Beasts’ zone of activity, and all Seventh-Grade Magical Beasts had their own territories.
Thus, it was usually very difficult to encounter even a single Magical Beast even for a distance of several kilometers. There was nothing that Meng Lei could do about this. The only thing he could do was to continue to ride on the magic carpet and search for Magical Beasts. That was the fastest way to go about it!
Even so, he had killed only a couple of Seventh-Grade Magical Beasts in the whole morning. His efficiency in hunting had become much lower than when he was in the outer boundaries, and Meng Lei was very dissatisfied with this.
I earned only 310,000 gold coins after a whole morning. That’s too inefficient! I have to think of a way to speed up my money-making!
Meng Lei mused silently inwardly. At this moment, faint sounds of battle could be heard coming from in front. Ol’ Amos, who was seated on the magic carpet, also noticed the commotion. He said, “There’s something going on over there. Let’s go over and watch the show!”
“Yeah!”
Meng Lei didn’t have any objections. He controlled the magic carpet and flew in the direction of the sounds. Now that the old man had regained freedom after being trapped underground for over 20,000 years, he wished very much to see all the sights there were to see and watch all the shows there were to watch.
Thus, he had behaved like he was sightseeing the entire way. He looked at this and that, just like a country bumpkin who had entered the
