The Plumed Serpent God wasn’t privy to the contents of the conversation between Qin Ye and Zhou Yun.

But even then, he remained completely silent, staring intently at Qin Ye. He was gambling. He was gambling on Qin Ye. Naturally, he didn’t rush them as they deliberated over their decision.

Five minutes later, Qin Ye finally looked up and turned back to the Plumed Serpent God. The Plumed Serpent God had a calm expression on his face, but the truth of the matter was that his pupils were quivering with great apprehension.

The tension in the air was so high that he could even feel Qin Ye’s every action strumming intently on his heartstrings. Finally, Qin Ye spoke, “What are you after?”

“Blood of a divinity.” The Plumed Serpent God didn’t hide anything from them. He licked his lips, “I’ve seen it through the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, and I can confirm that this isn’t the Holy Grail. I don’t know what happened, but I’m certain that this is the predecessor to the last Holy Grail, the Chalice of Preiddeu Annwn. To a certain extent, you can call it a Holy Grail as well, because it’s also got the blood of a divinity stored within the Chalice. Furthermore, this blood is different, because it’s the blood of a creator god.”

At once, Zhao Yun’s voice resounded in Qin Ye’s ears once more,, “You’re also a divinity, and the main god of a realm at that. However, the strongest among all divinities are naturally the creator gods. They are...