How did Six-Wings fare on Earth? One could say it lived well—or very poorly.
Though it resided in Ying City under Cloud Peak’s protection, it was never truly part of Cloud Peak. In fact, Cloud Peak’s people harbored an innate hostility toward it.
There was no helping it—this thing had previously killed Cloud Peak members.
Moreover, Ye Zhongming’s stance ensured that Six-Wings would never be accepted because Zhongming himself never accepted it.
From the beginning, Ye Zhongming had treated this offshoot as nothing more than a tool to be used. And that was exactly how he continued to treat it.
Given that, Six-Wings could hardly live a good life.
Yet Cloud Peak merely monitored it, rarely interfering with its actions.
Six-Wings hunted on its own, and prey on Earth was far more abundant—and weaker than in the secret realm.
It quickly realized that as long as it didn’t harm Cloud Peak or Ying City, Ye Zhongming wouldn’t intervene in its affairs.
But in the end, it was just an offshoot. Even though an entire dimension separated it from its original body, the bloodline connection could never be fully severed. It could never achieve its dream of reaching level nine.
That was when it knew—sooner or later, it would have to return to the secret realm and find a way to claim its original body’s legacy.
So when it learned that Cloud Peak was finally making its move against the Nine-Winged Crow, no one was happier than Six-Wings.
Now, the perfect opportunity to obtain the legacy was right before its eyes—far easier than killing the original body itself!
Six-Wings struck. It had to strike because it could already feel that it would die if it didn’t claim the legacy soon.
After all, it was just a part of the Nine-Winged Crow.
If the original body died, how could it survive alone?
What it hadn’t expected was how smoothly the struggle would go. Not only had the original body, weakened and near death, failed to detect it in time, but its attack on the surroundings had also given Six-Wings an opening.
Success seemed within reach.
But a single bullet shattered its dream.
Its body was thrown off course as if struck by a massive hammer. Its fingertips grazed the legacy pearl but failed to grasp it. No words could describe the despair of that moment.
Six-Wings let out a furious shriek, its gaze venomous as it glared at Ye Zhongming.
That shot had come from him. Seeing Six-Wings’ hatred, Ye Zhongming didn’t flinch. Instead, he returned a cold look of his own.
The message was clear: What I forbid, you shall not touch.
Six-Wings’ missed opportunity became a chance for others. Whether it was Yellow Ball, the monsters, or the battle beasts from Thousand Beast Villa—all surged toward the legacy pearl.
Now, there was no level-nine lifeform to stop them.
Chaos erupted instantly.
Men die for wealth; birds perish for food. And right now, the legacy pearl was the ultimate “food.”
“Human, are you breaking our agreement?”
The monster commander no longer held any advantage. Its orders were meaningless in this frenzy for a level-nine legacy—no monster would listen.
It could still unleash mental-type attacks, but their effectiveness would greatly diminish. Instinct was now the dominant force, rejecting all external control. If it tried to dominate the higher-level monsters forcibly, they would resist—and turn on it.
For a mental-type lifeform without subordinates, that meant certain death.
All it could do was turn to Ye Zhongming—with threats or pleas.
But Ye Zhongming’s gaze never left the floating pearl, as if he hadn’t heard the commander at all.
Oh? Do you want my people to stand down? Using that “Soul Oath” as leverage?
Sorry, that oath was about letting you pass through the space gate—not helping you seize the legacy pearl. Try again.
Ye Zhongming’s indifference was already more courtesy than the commander deserved.
Seeing his refusal, the monster commander swiftly changed tactics.
“If you help me obtain that pearl, I’ll agree to assist you one additional time—at my full level-nine strength. You know how valuable that would be!”
Finally, Ye Zhongming looked at it—but his expression remained cold and indifferent.
Clearly, the offer held no appeal.
At the same time, he made a subtle gesture—one only Xia Lei and a few others understood.
“I’ll also double the amount of magic crystals and materials I promised you!”
The commander was desperate now.
But Ye Zhongming didn’t believe a word of it.
Magic crystals and materials in the secret realm weren’t longer easy to find. The early days of exploration were long gone—now, the untouched lands were either lethally hostile or swarming with powerful monsters.
Ye Zhongming had already surveyed those areas. He knew roughly how many resources remained.
The commander’s promise to “double” the amount was a hollow, panicked lie—a last-ditch effort to secure the legacy pearl.
Ye Zhongming smirked.
“If I take the legacy pearl and raise one of my battle beasts to level nine, wouldn’t that make securing those resources even easier?”
Now, the monster commander understood Six-Wings’ earlier despair.
Ye Zhongming ignored it, instead issuing a command to his forces.
From the rear of the formation, three massive constructs rumbled forward before locking onto the airspace where the legacy pearl floated.