Dugu Nimou flashed a smile tinged with greed. “It’s not that complicated. Look, I just want to profit a bit off of this situation. The House of the Chiliocosm isn’t going to be stingy, is it?”

“What do you want?” Marquis Three Realms repeated, looked slightly less than pleased.

“Not much. Just national destiny. As you know, Marquis Three Realms, my current situation only provides me with a bit of destiny. The land we're in now is my personal property, but back in the House of the Invincible, the fact that I’m a viceroy of ten lands doesn’t mean much. After all, that land is really the property of the House of the Invincible. I just administer it. So I need destiny. At the very minimum, the same amount that would be provided by thirty lands back home. What do you say? In the end, I want a hundred times what my Crystalline Turtle Shell Kingdom can provide. All you need to do is give me enough slaves, nations,...