บท 641: Qin Huai the Thief

The dog-headed advisor, holding his feather fan, confidently said, "I estimate that by the end of the year in the secret realm, we will have gathered six thousand blood beasts!" 

To them, the secret realm was the ideal place to breed blood beasts. The power of the six clans and three sects couldn't match theirs, so they could only watch helplessly as the blood beasts grew in strength. Their only option was to mine spirit stones faster to end the secret realm's influence.

The Beast King, however, wasn't completely at ease. "Things are going too smoothly," he commented. "Ever since I joined our group, I've never seen things go this well."

"Your time has come," the dog-headed advisor reassured him.

When asked about the activities of the mysterious white-robed king, the advisor reported that there hadn't been any movement detected. The Beast King, however, was suspicious.