Death... and me

In the end, Laro asked Old Worm.

'So, should we do it or not? I won't lie. Considering the current condition of your Sasamil Family, it might bring you more troubles than relief. However, it'll definitely help my race establish itself in the next few years.'

Old Worm knew that. That's why he was thinking about it it.

'Fuck it! I'll accept the twins' proposal. It's not like things will change as they are at the moment.'

Laro nodded, satisfied.

'Great! However, will there be any member of your family willing to marry people of my Lakure Race?'

Old Worm nodded as he said.

'Don't worry. I'll make sure that there will be some. My family is already used to political marriages, after all. I just need to offer a bit of incentive to those who are only it for the rewards to the point that quite a few of the lower-ranked ones will jump out in a second. Not everyone really cares about love, you know?'

Laro agreed with Old Worm.

'I understand.'

As always, a conversation through Spiritual Sense was over in just a few seconds. Laro then looked at Valeria Sasamil before saying.

"I like his idea. Let's do as he says, and we can consider this negotiation a success."

Valeria began to feel a headache coming after hearing those words. There was no way that the top princes and princesses would take it that easily. However, just as she was about to refuse the offer, another voice echoed in everyone's minds.

"I accept your offer in the name of the Sasamil Family."

Out of nowhere, Old Worm appeared in midair like a ghost. It's just that his appearance and aura were vastly different than what the twins knew.

Of course, although the twins couldn't recognize the guy's appearance, Valeria definitely did.

"An-Ancestor Jakiro! You came out!"

Old Worm nodded.

"I felt some fluctuations in the energy coming from this place, so I decided to take a look. Still, I didn't expect to find you once again, Laro."

Laro obviously played along with Old Worm's pretense.

"Hmph! Did you think you could keep me locked down there forever? Don't forget that we were both Saint Realm experts with similar talent back then. Still, I thought you would be dead by now."

Old Worm shook his head as he said in response.

"I can say the same thing. If you're alive, then so am I. However, we both know what would happen if you decide to rampage around. That's why I'm accepting your offer. However, I have a condition of my own as well."

Laro nodded.

"Speak."

"My Sasamil Family might go into a war against the Chrole Empire in the future. If that really happens, I want your Lakure Race to give us support. Since you're using the Sasamil Family to keep your Lakure Race safe, then I'll use your Lakure Race to keep my Empire safe as well."

Laro pondered a bit before saying.

"I could just ally with the Chrole Empire instead."

Old Worm snorted in response.

"If you think you can convince that crazy woman, then go ahead and try it. I highly doubt it's possible, though."

Laro narrowed his eyes. Of course, that had already been discussed between Old Worm and Laro previously.

"Fine! I'll select a few influential members with a purer Lakure bloodline, so you can obtain a few for your Sasamil Family too."

Valeria didn't know what to do.

'Ancestor, this is a bad idea. The princes and princesses fighting for the throne won't accept it.'

Old Worm shook his head as he replied.

'It's fine. I'll be using a few lower-ranked members of the family with direct bloodlines. You must understand that we need to avoid fighting against the Lakures at all costs. Besides, I also got their ancestor's promise that they will help us if the Chrole Empire comes. The benefits surpass the disadvantages. Go back and tell them to prepare a few members for it. If any of those kids complain, you can ask them to come and talk to me. Well, I doubt they'd have the courage to do so anyway.'

Old Worm then looked back at Laro before saying.

"Laro, one last thing. Anyone at our level of cultivation is prohibited from intervening directly with the secular world. If war really breaks out, you can't enter the fight. The same goes for those at the Elemental Transformation Realm."

Laro nodded, not minding it too much.

"I already expected that. Don't worry. As long as you don't try to use my Lakure Race as cannon fooder, I won't say anything. After all, it would be a perfect chance for the Lakure Race members who had been locked down there for so long to get some real training."

After that, Laro, Jakiro, Jana, Valeria, and a few other cultivators from both sides left to go elsewhere. After all, they had a lot more things to talk about. Since there wasn't going to be a fight anymore, the remaining forces on both sides retreated as well.

Rean's group heard the entire conversation and was surprised that their idea was accepted so easily. The fact was that the one who gave the idea was Calina. However, she couldn't appear in front of them yet. Otherwise, she might have been recognized. That's why Rean was the one who spoke for her.

'It's over? Just like that?'

'Seems like it.'

'It went much smoother than I thought it would.'

'It's fine. It's much better than starting a war against the Lakures here. Jialin is just way too close, so we would definitely be part of those with the worst outcome in this mess.'

Everyone agreed with those words.

Rean then stretched his body before saying.

"Well, that's over. How about we return to the Dalamu Sect? We've been out for quite some time."

However... a hand appeared on Rean's shoulder as soon as he said that. When Rean looked at its owner, he bitterly smiled.

"Ahem... Can I help you with something, Elder Xila?"

Xila snorted in response.

"Of course! You can definitely help a lot... by staying here and healing everyone's poison as always. Don't think you'll be able to leave that easily, brat!"