Rise to God with Life Skill Professions

Chapter 922: Chapter 728: Cooperation Reached_2

The old man’s eyes suddenly widened, his face written with disbelief. "What did you just say? You killed ten Heavenly Demons—how is that possible?"

Qin An said faintly, "There’s nothing impossible about it. Listen to me carefully."

He slowly recounted what had happened.

Of course, as to who the mole was, he did not make it very clear, but the process of slaying the ten Heavenly Demons, he described in great detail.

After he finished, the environment, which had already been deathly silent, became even more quiet.

The people present looked at Qin An with a trace of doubt and uncertainty in their eyes.

They took a deep breath to calm their inner agitation, but no matter how they tried to steady themselves, they could not suppress the shock in their hearts.

The old man was the same; his fingers trembled slightly, his heart extremely unsettled.

Killing Heavenly Demons—what did that represent?

It meant that Qin An had accomplished a feat that those before him had never been able to achieve!

Because it had always been only the Heavenly Demons who destroyed them; from beginning to end, they had never managed to kill a single Heavenly Demon.

Yet when it came to Qin An, he had casually destroyed ten Heavenly Demons. Such power was beyond their imagination.

A gleam flashed in the old man’s eyes. Leaning on his cane, he stepped forward; when the cane struck the ground, it gave off a dull thud, but that sound could not cover his voice. "Mr. Qin, you say you killed Heavenly Demons—who’s going to believe that?"

Although what Qin An had just said was utterly outrageous, in truth the old man was already somewhat convinced.

After all, the old man was the strongest among those here, and he was also one who had directly faced Heavenly Demons back before the world was destroyed.

Thus, he could sense that trace of Heavenly Demon aura lingering on Qin An, as well as that faint killing intent.

Perhaps it was really as Qin An had said—Qin An truly had slain Heavenly Demons. But what was the point of Qin An saying this to them?

What was he actually trying to do?

The old man pondered briefly.

Qin An flicked his sleeves, clasped his hands behind his back, and lightly tapped his fingertips together.

Only after a long while did Qin An slowly open his mouth.

"If I can kill one Heavenly Demon, I can kill ten, and I can keep killing—until the Heavenly Demons are completely exterminated. You fear the Heavenly Demons, but what I want to tell you is: Heavenly Demons can bleed, and they can die."

"Moreover, from ancient times to now, only I have been able to kill Heavenly Demons. That means that within your despair, a single hope can be born."

At this point, the old man fell into deep thought, chewing over Qin An’s words carefully, and suddenly felt that what Qin An said made sense.

They had exhausted the Heart Power of countless generations, yet no one had ever been able to inflict the slightest harm on a Heavenly Demon, whereas Qin An could effortlessly cut down Heavenly Demons, bringing them hope.

But he still did not speak, because making a decision was extremely difficult.

Seeing the old man waver, Qin An stepped forward a few more paces, closing the distance between them. "I believe that as long as there is hope, then it has meaning. It’s better than a field of utter despair. Right now, I need your help to kill more Heavenly Demons. Perhaps those worlds that are being destroyed one after another will be able to gain new life because of this, and you will also be able to avenge your great hatred."

"Remember, of everything I just said, the most important sentence is this: I can kill Heavenly Demons."

At this point, Qin An stopped speaking, giving the other side time to react and think.

As for why he spoke this way, the reason was actually very simple.

The other side harbored a mindset of utter despair toward the Heavenly Demons, with no hope at all. Now that he could behead Heavenly Demons, what he brought them was hope, even the possibility of overturning the situation from a desperate dead end. Naturally, they would consider it seriously.

Of course, Qin An was not absolutely certain; he just wanted to try first.

If it really didn’t work, then he would look for another way.

As Qin An explained his reasoning, time also slipped by.

The old man was deliberating.

Because he knew that if they were not careful, it would result in irreparable consequences.

Yet as he considered, a faint sense of hope arose in his heart.

If they really could kill Heavenly Demons, it would prove that those Heavenly Demons were not as terrifying as imagined; they could thus reverse the situation, and it was very possible that Heavenly Demons would never appear again.

But he was still weighing whether this matter was actually feasible.

Qin An stepped forward again, his tone carrying a calm note. "If you can agree, then I will go seek out the survivors of other worlds. I will bring them into my camp, one by one, and as for those stubborn ones, I won’t bother with them."

This was like the last straw that breaks the camel’s back, and Qin An even added a spark to that straw.

The meaning was very simple: if they did not agree, Qin An would act on his own. But if, in the future, he truly destroyed the Heavenly Demons, then he would not give them any help.

A world that receives help is far stronger than the others.

Obviously there was hope, yet if they still did not dare to move, it would be no different from giving no face to the Savior.

These words were equivalent to giving them hope while also adding a bit of pressure.

After pondering for a long time, the old man finally raised his head and said, "Mr. Qin, can we really win?"

Although his words were phrased as a question, they carried a trace of expectation.

The other cultivators all showed hopeful expressions as well. They wanted to hear, from the Savior’s own mouth, the answer they most longed for.

Qin An took a deep breath, nodded, and said in a deep voice, "As long as we don’t give up, we must strive to act. As long as we dare to stand against that group of Heavenly Demons, we can win."

All of a sudden, he no longer felt as much disgust toward this group, and even felt that it was normal for them to be this way.

They were just a group of pitiful people crushed by immense pressure until they could hardly breathe.

All they wanted was to live, to survive in the cracks.

Qin An suddenly understood how important the identity of Savior was to this group.

The old man gritted his teeth, slammed his cane down hard, and made up his mind. "Very well. Since Mr. Qin is willing to gamble once, this old man is also willing to gamble once."

"Mr. Qin, I know exactly how many shattered worlds have agreed to those Heavenly Demons, and I’m also willing to help you contact those who have not agreed, and even those worlds the Heavenly Demons have not yet found, gather them together, and help you deal with those traitors."

As the representative of the strongest among these shattered worlds, he naturally had the means to know these things, and so he intended to help Qin An quickly get in touch with those broken worlds.

Qin An nodded. "Good. But this matter must be handled in secret; we must not let those Heavenly Demons find out, otherwise all our efforts will be for nothing."

The old man agreed, then made a meaningful gesture to the person beside him.

The cultivator next to him immediately stepped forward slowly and took a wooden box from his sleeve.

The old man received the wooden box. When he opened it, there was a round jade disk inside.

"This is the tool to contact other worlds. Mr. Qin, please wait a while; this old man will see to it at once."

He did not waste any time and began to sink his mind into it, to contact the other shattered worlds.

Seeing this, Qin An did not speak to disturb him, giving the old man all the time he needed.

Once the two of them stopped talking, the space fell into silence.

Qin An found a spot and slowly sat down, taking advantage of the calm to observe his surroundings.

This place was simply too tragic, so silent it was like death.

The more Qin An looked, the more he felt that those Heavenly Demons were truly beasts.

If this place had not been destroyed, it might have been even more prosperous than Qin An’s world.

Thinking this, Qin An subconsciously swept his gaze around once more.

This was entirely an instinctive move; after all, for any cultivator, staying alert in an unfamiliar environment was normal.

But as Qin An swept his gaze, his expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly stood up.

Just as his gaze passed over, he sensed something different about this place.

Though it was tragic here, it hid a special kind of power.

A hint of surprise flashed in Qin An’s eyes. "This is actually a Dragon Vein... no, it seems there’s something else special hidden here."

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