Forefather Celestial waved a dismissive hand. “Enough. Contact them with our secret method and have all of them return. Bloodreed isn’t so important that we can’t afford to spare him for now. I’ll deal with him later. A quick death is too merciful.”

The third forefather pursed his lips. That wasn’t what he meant. “I’m just worried, Forefather...” he stammered.

“About what?”

“I’m worried that Forefather Bloodreed has escaped to Winterdraw and told the humans our secret. The human cultivators won’t allow us the time to digest what we’ve consumed. The next few decades will be very trying.”

“Hmph, what challenges...