Lord Holy Sword is unreliable again.

The growth of children in orphanages, through middle school entrance exams, college entrance exams, university, and postgraduate studies...

Memories that are not so distant flow like a river from the depths of my mind, heading towards the whirlpool beyond my thoughts.

He stood like a traveler on the shore, quietly pausing and gazing into the distance.

Until... that enormous cabin reappeared in my eyes.

Lu Huaiyuan was like a lighthouse in the darkness, his imposing figure radiating divine light, illuminating his path. The massive image of "Man Jiang Hong" appeared in his mind, a chilling aura suddenly erupting only to quickly subside.

Xuan danced in the long river like an elf. Although it was just a fleeting smile as she turned her head, it left such a deep impression on his mind that he couldn't help but reach into the river and scoop up that beautiful figure.

The moment the finger was extended forward, the figure vanished like smoke.

Lu Qingyuan, dressed in a bright red quilt and barefoot, stood quietly in the surging river. The waves lapped at the soles of her feet, as if urging her on, or perhaps trying to hold her back.

The pale foam receded from between his toes; the river water was icy cold, flowing over his ankles before quietly retreating.

She drifted downstream involuntarily, heading towards Wang Hong.

The jade crown atop her head shimmered with moonlight, casting a cool and holy glow on her jade-like profile. Her almond-shaped eyes, brimming with moisture, gazed upon him, and Wang Hong felt a sudden, sharp pain in his heart. She was still within his glass cup, but now he himself was in dire straits; how could he possibly face her?

Her figure gradually disappeared into the distance, swallowed by the whirlpool at the end of the river.

It's like the sun rising in my mind.

A figure radiating golden light crossed the boundless river, stood ashore, and walked straight toward Wang Hong.

The two stared at each other silently, but her gaze pierced his soul as if it were a tangible thing. Wang Hong suddenly felt a pain between his brows, and all his figures vanished.

His body no longer belonged to him, his soul no longer belonged to him, and even his own thoughts and ideas were no longer under his control.

Mo Shi smiled.

He sensed that the Soul-Devouring Seed had completely invaded the soul of this body; the struggles, obsessions, and lingering attachments within that filthy soul had all been devoured by the Soul-Devouring Seed.

He also saw all the memories that had been devoured by the Soul Eater.

Humanity, the Flame, the Holy Sword, the Crystal Lamp...

These are all ink stains from him!

The most wonderful thing about the Soul Eater is that the victim's memories are not lost, but are transformed into "someone else's story".

He will remember who Lu Qingyuan is, who Ji Duanyi is, and that he loved them, but those feelings, those impulses that made him willing to die for them, have vanished.

He could no longer truly control his emotions and desires.

Wang Hong suddenly stood up straight, opened his eyes, and two flames shot into the sky from his eyes.

"The things that came before are like yesterday’s death; the things that are to come are like today’s birth."

The resounding sound echoed throughout the room, lingering for a long time.

"Good, very good!" Mo Shi looked at Wang Hong with nothing but admiration in his eyes.

Although this kid was poisoned by the Soul-Devouring Seed, he still had a clear mind and piercing eyes.

In the blink of an eye, he comprehended such profound truths. His clarity of mind and high level of understanding are rare even among the Holy Race!

He is of the highest caliber!

Compared to him, Lu Feng is not even as good as a dog to Wang Hong!

Among the Holy Race, those at the Nascent Soul stage or above could immediately tell that Lu Feng had been afflicted with the Soul-Devouring Seed, while Wang Hong was no different from an ordinary person. His temperament and wisdom must be among the most outstanding!

Mo Shi burst into unrestrained laughter. The pain of losing his son and the humiliation of being severely injured and fleeing in panic all vanished at this moment, and the gloom in his heart was swept away.

A sense of pride welled up from the bottom of his heart.

This rare treasure of the human race has become his puppet for all eternity.

However, he never expected that this kid would so quickly submit to the Holy Clan.

Tell me, what's your name?

"Wang Hong." A voice, neither humble nor arrogant, rang out.

"From this day forward, your name is Mo Jie. Your identity is that of the son of Mo Shi!"

"No, Wang Hong is Wang Hong!" His stubborn gaze pierced Mo Shi's heart, making him sigh with admiration. If only Mo Jie could be like that...

"Wang Hong, tell your father, how did you manage to disguise yourself so flawlessly? If I hadn't touched your body, I would have had almost no idea!"

"Since I am the son of the Holy Race, this is my own secret, and I have nothing to say to him!" Wang Hong straightened his back, his face showing unwavering determination.

Mo Shi smiled inwardly. "I've seen right through you, inside and out. You're just saying this to lower your guard!"

Seeing Wang Hong's appearance, a daring plan arose in his mind.

The Torch must be a contingency plan left behind by the human race. Judging from how much they value Wang Hong, he will definitely be nurtured by them with all their might!

Rather than seizing treasures like the Holy Sword and the Glazed Lamp, it would be better to seize Wang Hong himself! Besides, the Holy Sword might not be of any use to him. Even if he obtained these two treasures, he would only be able to dominate and rule over these four continents.

If I, Mo Shi, can deeply bind myself to Wang Hong, then wouldn't I also be able to board the fast ship, the Fire Star?

As for the status of enemies, there are no eternal enemies in this world!

The rewards for this are so great that the risks are almost negligible!

Thinking of this, Mo Shi made hand seals to set up a concealment array, and then took out a black umbrella. The umbrella spun open, covering the area and plunging it into darkness, completely obscuring the secrets of heaven.

A beam of red light entered both Mo Shi and Wang Hong's bodies simultaneously, enveloping them and spinning continuously in the air. Mo Shi took Wang Hong's hand, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Kid, do you know what this means?"

From the moment that red light appeared, the holy sword within Wang Hong's body trembled incessantly.

[Warning: Detection of a Soul Contract Technique.]

After the ritual, the sword wielder's life will be bound to Mo Shi's. If Mo Shi dies, the sword wielder dies; if the sword wielder dies, Mo Shi's consciousness will be severely damaged, rendering him a cripple!

Wang Hong was shocked. Wasn't this one of those contracts for adopting baby pets?

When the master dies, the spirit pet dies with him!

Damn it, I'm just a Qi Refining cultivator, and a Nascent Soul cultivator has taken me in as a pet?

However, why would the owner be so devastated if their pet died?

He was about to mock Mo Shi for his rubbish contract when he heard Mo Shi say, "Boy, it's not that I don't have high-level contracts. I'm just telling you, I don't mean to treat you as a slave. I really want to be your godfather!"

"The fewer restrictions a contract places on its master, the greater the restrictions on the spirit pet. The contract I'm imposing on you will not affect your strength in any way!"

Mo Shi truly felt he was a genius; in a war between the two races, no matter who lost, Mo Shi would never lose!

Haha!

Wang Hong's CPU had already overheated; he couldn't understand Mo Shi's brain circuits at all.

Seeing Wang Hong's bewildered expression, Mo Shi comforted him, "Wang Hong, I know you killed my most beloved son, but in a war between two races, how can there be no deaths! Ever since I learned of the Holy Race's mission, I have been prepared to die!"

"Now that our contract is complete, don't overthink it! Just as you said, everything that follows will be just like today!"

Although Wang Hong was unruly, Mo Shi really liked him! Who wouldn't like a powerful and completely loyal subordinate?

However, one day, your father will make you willingly give everything to your father!

To conquer a person, you must not rely on strength or threats, but on capturing their soul, making them truly convinced and willing to give everything for you.

He enjoys the feeling of conquest.

The forces behind Wang Hong could never have imagined that the powerful figure they had painstakingly cultivated would become Mo Shi's godson!

Thinking about this, Mo Shi couldn't help but admire himself as a true genius!

He wasn't worried at all that Wang Hong's Soul-Devouring Seed would be discovered by the forces behind him! This Soul-Devouring Seed was his masterpiece after making improvements to it!

The Soul-Devouring Seed will conceal all information related to the Holy Race. Even a soul search cannot uncover any information about the Soul-Devouring Seed. Only when the Soul-Devouring Seed has completely corrupted the victim and the victim willingly submits to the Holy Race will the victim learn information about the Holy Race from the Soul-Devouring Seed.

At this point, there's no need to worry about the secret of the Soul Eater being leaked.

Wang Hong himself is unaware that he has been implanted with the Soul-Devouring Seed; he only knows that he has formed a soul contract with it!

"Wang Hong, I have a mission for you: find your elder brother, Mo Fa! Although I can't sense his presence, he must still be alive!"

"I will not interfere with your stance. Your stance is my stance. Just remember not to attack your own people." A stream of light emanated from Mo Shi's hand, and Wang Hong instantly recognized the aura of Mo Shi's lineage.

The Heavenly Fiend Army is actually Mo Shi's force! Wang Dutou was a local powerhouse in Beiju Luzhou. Later, due to his strength, he was appointed to the Dragon Clan's Imperial Guard. When he went out for training, he encountered Mo Shi and was implanted with a Soul-Devouring Seed by Mo Shi.

"Foolish boy, never think of killing your own people to gain merit. In the future, everyone will be at your command! To survive in this chaotic world, you can't rely on just a surge of passion!"

"Make good use of your disguise, don't disappoint your father!"

Mo Shi took out a radiant treasure and handed it to Wang Hong, saying, "This is the sixth-grade treasure, the Heavenly Mystery Creation Umbrella! Whoever possesses this item will have the secrets of heaven obscured, and no one can predict them!"

Wang Hong's eyes were filled with shock. "Such a treasure, you don't use it yourself, but instead want to give it to me?"

"Although I am seriously injured, those old bastards dare not lay a hand on me. With the emergence of the Holy Race, the Great Shaman will not tolerate the fall of any Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. I am safe here!"

"Remember, the Soul-Devouring Seed will flare up again in three months. Come find your father in time!"

Mo Shi laughed coldly, "I wonder if you will remember your father's kindness when the Soul Devouring Seed takes effect three months from now?"