Yang Qi had pulled everything off as planned, and acquired a huge windfall. He was now in a position to be a truly powerful person in the god world.

People who didn’t have their own kingdoms or empires couldn’t be considered potentates of the god world. After all, such potentates required immense destiny.

Yang Qi didn’t have the billions of years it would take to build up an organization from scratch. Therefore, he had to steal the fruit of others’ labor. His most recent efforts had netted him more pieces of the Mahātmā Jade, the Myriad Dragons Lair, the Chiliocosm Pagoda, the head of King Heaven-Devourer, and the blood of the King of Godmammoths. The only thing he had failed to do was subjugate Dugu Yunkong. Everything else had succeeded wildly.

That aspect was a true pity. It was a blemish in an otherwise perfect thing, like a slight flaw in white jade.

That being said, Yang Qi wasn't...