After Lin Qing left, Buverais’s face suddenly became extremely gloomy and ugly, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
"A Void Creature, hum..."
Even though he believed Lin Qing was just a Void Creature, he had to admit that the other party was capable of killing General Cang, killing him would be even easier, and his potential was astonishing.
Therefore, he didn’t dare to tear his face apart either.
"Father?" The nearby young Moro couldn’t help but say, "Mr. Lin Qing saved my life, he is bound to become a powerful figure in the Void Sea in the future, you’d better not make an enemy of him, when I go to the Mountain and Sea Realm..."
Buverais suddenly turned his head and glared at his son, then said coldly, "Don’t speak recklessly if you don’t understand anything. Do you think I don’t know?"
Moro was slightly stunned.
Buverais snorted coldly, "No matter how much potential Lin Qing has, even if he truly becomes the Child of Chaos, so what? You have completely become a person of the Mountain and Sea Realm, even if he is the Child of Chaos, how much can he help our Reis family? How much can he help our homeland civilization?"
He looked at his son, and said in a low voice, "Taking a step back, even if Lin Qing is willing to help us for your sake, how long can he help us? A few billion years later, won’t he also become sustenance for the Star Abyss Demon Clan like us?"
"Father..." Moro was somewhat puzzled.
"Moro." Buverais sighed, patted his son’s shoulder, "This may be unfair to you, but that adult was taken as the direct disciple by the Space-Time Island Ancestor tens of millions of years ago, won’t be an ordinary Void Divine Positioner in the future, may not be much worse than the Child of Chaos."
He looked into Moro’s eyes and slowly said, "The most important thing is... that adult is the direct disciple of the Space-Time Island Ancestor, even if there is an invasion by Void Demons, with the means of such a great being as the Space-Time Island Ancestor, he can help evade it, while the Child of Chaos, even the Three Ancestors can’t help, do you understand?"
Moro was hearing about this for the first time, and couldn’t help but say in shock, "The direct disciples of the Ancestor don’t die?"
Buverais nodded slightly, "Unless it’s the Great Annihilation caused by the Star Abyss Monarch, otherwise the star abyss absorption caused by Void Demons can be avoided with the help of the Three Ancestors, the oldest among the direct disciples of the Three Ancestors has even lived over 8 billion years."
He looked at his son, and said softly, "That adult, being the direct disciple of the Space-Time Island Ancestor, as long as we can establish a relationship, with that adult’s position, just a little help can secure our Reis family and even the entire homeland civilization until the end of the era."
"And Lin Qing? What about the Mountain and Sea Realm Third Level Civilization relics? They couldn’t possibly be given to us, Space-Time Island also has quite a few Third Level Civilization relics!"
"Although I don’t know exactly how long this era will last, I heard the previous era lasted for hundreds of billions of years, and this era has only passed 86 billion years, so there might be a long time counting in hundreds of billions of years to go."
"A few billion years later, both you and I, and Lin Qing will become sustenance for the Star Abyss Demon Clan."
"Shining for a moment doesn’t mean anything, once a civilization loses the protection of strong figures, its decline and even extinction are very normal, it will soon be divided and plundered by other civilizations."
"You and I will eventually die, the most important thing is still our homeland."
"For the long-term development of the homeland civilization, to shine for tens of billions of years and even longer, to go further, only that adult can help us."
Speaking of this, Buverais looked at his son and slowly said, "Child, this is not for you and me, but for our family, for our homeland. It’s a rare opportunity to connect with the direct disciple of the ancestor on Space-Time Island, we must not miss it, do you understand?"
Only then did Moro understand that what his father considered was so far-reaching, rather to give up the Seven-Colored Divine Artifacts, was for the family and homeland civilization.
"Just now Lin Qing was also using the Seven-Colored Divine Artifacts to tempt me."
Buverais snorted coldly, "That means, in his eyes, you are more valuable than the Seven-Colored Divine Artifacts, it seems he, like that adult, has seen your uniqueness, though the Seven-Colored Divine Artifacts are precious, they can’t compare to that adult’s promise, nor can they compare to the future of our homeland, do you understand?"
"Yes, father." Moro slowly nodded, but then puzzled, "However, since that adult on Space-Time Island wants to accept me as a disciple, why hasn’t he nurtured me earlier?"
Buverais was silent for a moment, then said, "That I do not know, that adult has his own considerations, you will know later."
He looked at Moro and warned, "In any case remember, for the long-term survival of the family and the civilization, don’t be tempted by some of Lin Qing’s benefits, you know?"
Moro nodded, "Father, I understand."
Buverais nodded slightly, and said, "Go, don’t forget your words, I will contact that adult later to mediate for you with Lin Qing."
"Yes, father." Moro nodded and then left.
After his son left, Buverais squinted at the endless starry sky outside the window, and slowly closed his eyes, softly speaking to himself, "It’s all for civilization, don’t blame me..."
A while later, he opened his eyes, immediately contacted that direct disciple of the Space-Time Island Ancestor, "Seventeenth Prince, there is trouble..."
In the East Pole Sea Area of the vast Void Sea, a Divine Artifact Ship was sailing at a breathtaking speed on the sea surface.
After Lin Qing left that private Attached Space, he directly looked at the nearby Moro, and lazily said no more, his vertical eye between his brows flashed, and directly took this youth into the vertical eye Void.