It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

"Pantheon!" The Thunder King's eyes were so sharp they seemed to shoot out beams of light. "Are you sure it's related to the Pantheon?"

The man nodded affirmatively: "Your Majesty, are you aware of the turmoil that occurred eighty years ago in the Bloodline Realm, the turmoil that nearly overthrew the entire Taoist and Buddhist Association? The instigator was a Taoist outcast, named, named..."

"The Demon Daoist Wangchen," the Thunder and Lightning Dharma King had no time to mock the young demon after the founding of the nation for being too naive. He said, "He was originally a disciple of the Quanzhen School, an unknown and ordinary Daoist disciple. At that time, the full-scale War of Resistance against Japan broke out, and the people were suffering. Daoist disciples went down the mountain to travel and help the world. This person traveled in the mortal world for several years. When he returned, he was like a transformed person, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. But it was not only his cultivation that increased, but also his ambition. He submitted to his own heart, betrayed his master and ancestors, betrayed his country, and joined the Japanese."

"The Taoist and Buddhist Associations, along with righteous individuals, organized six thousand bloodline masters to surround and kill him in Zhongnan Mountain. After that battle, less than one-tenth of the six thousand masters survived, and the evil Taoist perished. This event is known in history as the calamity of Quanzhen."

The man said, "Then you must know why he underwent such a complete transformation and his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds."

The Thunder King nodded: "The Pantheon. The demonic cultivator stumbled upon the Pantheon by accident, and he must have obtained something from it. After the world was at peace, countless descendants of the bloodline searched for it, but none of them succeeded. After Wangchen's death, all his secrets and the location of the Pantheon went with him."

The man was silent for a moment, then said, "We have the key to the Pantheon!"

A sharp glint flashed in the eyes of the Thunder King.

"The key is in my dantian. Your Majesty, please release me from my restraints and I will retrieve it for you," the man said.

With a flick of his finger, the Thunder and Lightning King sent several electric snakes flashing across the room, snapping the iron bands on the man's wrists and ankles. He loosened his wrists, sat cross-legged, and began to breathe deeply. After a few breaths, a warm, gentle light shone from his dantian, slowly emerging from it.

The instant it detached from its body, the Thunder King couldn't restrain himself and reached out to capture it in his palm. It was an irregular metal fragment, clearly metal, yet it felt as smooth and warm as jade to the touch. It didn't belong to any metal he knew, and he couldn't even discern its material.

It emits a faint glow, a phenomenon of overflowing spiritual energy.

"How did you obtain it?" the Thunder King asked in a deep voice.

The man shook his head: "We've been with it since childhood. This thing has a spirit, and it opened the spiritual apertures of my sister and me. Wearing it makes cultivation twice as effective. But Qingqing and I only learned that it was the key to the Pantheon after we suffered a great calamity."

The Thunder King held the metal fragments, remaining silent for a long time. After a while, he got up and left without a word.

"His Holiness!" the man exclaimed.

The Thunder King stopped in his tracks. "I did not agree to any of your conditions, but Baoze is an organization that values ​​democracy and humanity. You committed a capital offense, but you also performed a great service. I will recommend that the company give you a lighter punishment."

The man and Qingqing both breathed a sigh of relief, and then the latter called out, "Wait!"

The Thunder King frowned and turned around.

Qingqing bit her lip and mustered her courage: "I want to file a complaint. Your company's jailers are harassing me every day."

The Thunder King said, "You mean the tentacle monster? He just likes to play with bondage; he won't actually touch you. You should be glad that the person in charge of this floor is either the doorman or the old man who arrested you two."

After saying that, he closed the door and left.

No sooner had the Thunder King left than four iron hoops floated down the corridor. They were wrapped by four invisible tentacles. They floated across the corridor to room number nine and put the iron hoops back on the man. Before leaving, the invisible tentacles lashed Qingqing's buttocks, making her cry out in pain.

0:33 AM.

In conference room number 5, only the Thunder King was present. He activated the holographic 3D projection in the conference room and sent a remote communication request to the big boss.

A few minutes later, a beam of shimmering blue light shone down, and a young man in pajamas stood in the beam, yawning.

"Why are you calling me so late at night instead of sleeping?" The man started complaining as soon as he appeared: "Don't you have a sex life? You don't, but I do. My sister and I... my wife have agreed to have a second child this year."

"Boss," the Thunder King whispered, "the gates of the Pantheon are about to open."

The man immediately stopped complaining, frowned, and asked in a serious tone, "What happened?"

"A few days ago, the gatekeeper brought in two blood descendants who had committed crimes. They were awakened after the founding of the People's Republic of China and had several murders to their name. According to the rules, they would be executed. But just recently, they requested to meet with me, saying they had something important to report and wanted to atone for their crimes through meritorious service..."

He recounted what had just happened, placed the metal fragments on the table, and added, "I've verified it; this object is indestructible and difficult to damage. Furthermore, I've consulted the files and compared it to the illustrations, so it's almost certainly genuine. Now that the 'key' is overflowing with spiritual energy, it means the ruins are about to open."

The man walked to the table, reaching out to stroke the metal fragments. His hand passed through the "key," causing ripples of light to spread across it. "Tsk," he muttered, "two mere blood descendants actually possess the key to the Pantheon?"

The Thunder and Lightning Dharma King said, "I also have this question, so I specifically investigated the detailed process of the 'Quanzhen Disaster' back then. The Taoist and Buddhist Associations are very secretive about that period of history, and the records only contain a rough outline of the events, a mere hundred words or so. As for the culprit of the turmoil, there is even less description. However, I found out that the evil Taoist priest had a close relationship with a fox spirit, and after the evil Taoist priest died, the key disappeared without a trace, most likely taken away by the fox spirit."

There are two histories in the world: one is the orthodox history of humankind, and the other is the history of bloodlines.

The man stared down at the "key" without speaking for a long time. Since he didn't speak, the Thunder King didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the boss's thinking.

"The Pantheon opened once eighty years ago, and the last time it opened was twenty years ago. A full sixty-year interval has passed. This time, the key is overflowing with spiritual energy, indicating its imminent opening. Only twenty years have passed since the last time." The man raised his head and asked, "Do you think those things have any chance of reviving?"

The Thunder King said helplessly, "Boss, how would I know about such things?"

The man paused, then said, "I wasn't asking you."

The Thunder King looked bewildered. "If you're not asking me, then who are you asking?"

The man waved his hand: "Send people to investigate and find out the identities and backgrounds of those two bloodlines. After the demonic cultivator died, he didn't leave behind many clues about the Pantheon, but those who followed him back then should have left some information. Have people collect as much as possible. Every time the Pantheon opens, it brings turmoil, it's incredibly annoying. I haven't had a single peaceful day in the past few years, it forces me to act cool every day..."

It gradually turned into his rambling.

The Thunder King was used to it; the boss was always like that. He clearly loved to show off, but he pretended to hate showing off in front of people, and even said that he was forced to.

His employees privately call him the "King of Pretentiousness".

"Will there be any gains?" Thunder King asked without confidence. "No one has been able to find the Pantheon for so many years."

"It's normal not to find it; I guess it's not in our world," the man said. "Ancient books record that a scholar named Tao accidentally entered a secluded paradise. The people there were isolated from the world; they left their doors unlocked at night and didn't pick up lost items on the road. They had no contact with the outside world and no trade. He lingered there for several days before leaving, but when he went to find that paradise again, he discovered it had vanished. Assuming that paradise truly existed, why did it disappear?"

Thunder King: "You mean, he entered another world?"

Li Xianyu nodded: "This world is actually not that big. There are so many satellites hanging in the sky. If you really want to deliberately look for a place, it is impossible to exhaust the efforts of several generations of the bloodline world and find nothing."

"There's one more thing. Do you still remember the Li family's ultimate successor?" Thunder King seemed worried. "Li Wuxiang entered the Pantheon twenty years ago. He was the only person to have entered there after the Demon Path. No one knows what he brought out of there. After his death, everything returned to dust. But now the Pantheon is about to reopen, and those two blood descendants are being hunted down. Now the key is in our Baoze's hands, and outsiders dare not covet it. At this time, they should remember the Li family's successor."

The man frowned: "I don't know what happened back then. When Li Wuxiang died, the little Li family child was still in his mother's womb. What could he know?"

The Thunder King smiled bitterly: "He doesn't know, but his family's ancestral battle spirit does. No, she doesn't actually know either, but outsiders might not believe it. In that case, Li Xianyu is in danger. Before, he was protected by his status as an enforcer, so ordinary people didn't dare to cause him trouble. But now, our company's status might not be enough to protect him."

The man said, "Isn't he protected by the Three Nothingnesses? The Peerless Battle Soul has too many seals on its body, and even after six generations, they still haven't been completely broken. If it doesn't become an ultimate expert, it won't be of much meaning to me. In other words, it's just sitting idle anyway, so I might as well release it and see what fate awaits this generation's successor."

The man's figure flickered, blending into the fluorescent light, and he shut down the communication on the other end.