Rebirth of the Orc Tribe: I am Furuikong

Not long after Long Qi left, Darkwell was still unable to recover from what had just happened.

He couldn't believe that the prince, who had always treated him so gently, would throw him against the wall like trash.

In particular, Long Qi's last words left Darkwell completely bewildered, and even caused him a deep, lingering pain in his heart.

He couldn't help but silently recite in his heart:

(Is that missing wisp of divine soul really that important?)

Even though Long Qi's personality has changed drastically, Darkwell is still willing to accept him as he is now. After all, whether it's that lost soul or the eleven souls within him now—he is still Long Qi, and will always be his prince.

Even if it meant going against the entire world, he would stand by His Highness's side without hesitation.

Although Long Qi has changed, his preferences have remained almost unchanged. Apart from Number Nine, who has already transcended tribulation, the remaining eleven divine souls were all born in a petri dish.

Whether it's Number Nine or the other brothers, they can only find a moment of peace when they're soaking in the water.

At this moment, Long Qi found another place to take a bath, but this time—

His mind was in complete chaos, filled with all sorts of noises.

Those voices belonged to Number Nine's eleventh brother.

To put it bluntly, Number Nine is the dominant personality and also the mediator between all the personalities. But now that the mediator is gone, the eleven "brothers" in this body are becoming more and more restless, and have even begun to fight each other—their goal being to control this body.

Because each of the older brothers has a distinct personality, they all naturally have the urge to take the lead. Currently, the one in control is Number Nine's closest brother: Number Seven.

The number seven symbolizes courage, but it can also easily become murderous when out of control.

Although it may sound like a split personality, these are actually all part of Long Qi's original self.

Of course, when it comes to a life-or-death situation, these brothers will still stand together. After all, the return of Number Nine is the real key; only with Number Nine's return can they become a complete unit once again.

Just as Long Qi closed his eyes and soaked in the spring water, a figure slowly emerged from the bamboo forest...

Long Qi knew who it was without even opening his eyes.

"What? Missing your dad?"

That's right, the one who emerged from the bamboo forest was Long Wu, who looked just like Long Qi.

When Long Wu saw Long Qi at that moment, the image of his first meeting with his father involuntarily flashed through his mind.

That was the future—the year 733 of the Divine Age Beast Era. He escaped from the Star Palace and came to the Celestial Palace. (It is now the year 717 of the Beast Era.)

Perhaps because of his appearance, he was summoned quickly.

Back then, Long Qi was just as imposing as he is now. Even a simple gesture from him would cause all the orcs to instinctively bow their heads; a single word from him was enough to terrify them.

This was completely different from the gentle, considerate, and understanding Long Qi he had met in the ancestral land of the dragon clan.

Long Qi opened his golden eyes, stared directly at Long Wu, and asked in a cold voice:

"How could you be so cowardly, my son?"

Upon hearing this, Long Wu recalled the first time he was scolded by his father, the oppressive questioning that almost brought him to tears.

Looking at Long Wu's appearance, a hint of disappointment appeared on Long Qi's face:

"Scarface, take him back."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Tyrannosaurus "Scar" who had been lurking in the shadows appeared and respectfully took Long Wu, who was on the verge of tears, away.

After everyone left, Long Qi sighed deeply, his expression slightly thoughtful.

In fact, he had long suspected why Long Wu had come to this world, and he roughly understood the cause and effect behind it.

At this moment, Long Wu, after returning to his palace, finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Scarface, who had served the young master for many years, couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the sight. But he couldn't disobey the palace master's orders and could only silently guard Longwu.

Long Wu could never understand why his biological father was so cold to him.

Having lived two lives, he was clearly destined to be a father to his son in both, yet he was never accepted in either life. This heart-wrenching pain nearly drove him to the brink of collapse.

He even considered revenge, but when he thought that he hadn't even opened up the Star Sea, how could he be qualified to seek revenge?

Even Long Wu, on the verge of collapse, had suicidal thoughts.

But he was stopped by Scarface.

Seeing this, Scarface could only offer quiet words of comfort:

"Trust your father; there must be a reason he did this."

He couldn't understand why the Palace Master would be so cold to his own flesh and blood. Even if the young master's constitution was ordinary, he was still his own flesh and blood!

It's important to understand that the more powerful an orc is, the harder it is for them to have offspring. Some powerful individuals go their entire lives without ever having a child—what a luxury that is!

The higher one stands, the more one understands the preciousness of family ties.

Long Wu cried for an unknown amount of time, and finally fell asleep in Scarface's arms from exhaustion.

Scarface looked down at the sleeping young master and couldn't help but sigh softly...

Afterwards, Long Qi spent a long time restoring order to the Heavenly Palace.

As the great calamity looms, the only true god—Mo Yuan—is increasingly feeling the constraints imposed by the "Heavenly Dao." Now, Mo Yuan is even prevented from stepping out of the Divine Palace by the Heavenly Dao of Tianyuan Star.

As a true god, he should not have been involved in this cause and effect. But he had long ago tried to prevent the alien races from descending on Tianyuan Star.

However, the more they tried to stop it, the more out of control the situation became.

On one occasion, he reversed time and went back in time to try to erase the origin of the "Nihilists".

How is the result?

As a result, one-fifth of the population of Tianyuan Star died.

Ultimately, he had to go back in time again and personally repair the broken causal chain.

You might ask: Why would a true God be so frustrated?

In fact, this is the principle of "checks and balances".

From the first to the seventh rank, they are mutually restraining. Although Mo Yuan is an eighth-rank true god, he is subject to the "Heavenly Dao"; and the "Heavenly Dao" is in turn influenced by the will of billions of living beings.

This is a closed loop—an unbreakable, virtuous cycle.