Chapter 1310: Chapter 1295: This is the Domain I Command Chapter 1310: Chapter 1295: This is the Domain I Command “Epic tales? Foolish and unaware, do you not know that my grandfather has already traveled to the Void? To come before me and impersonate him, huh, do you think I’m easy to fool?”

Along with the abruptly activated Magic Array and the youth’s righteous shout, Muria was somewhat caught between laughter and tears—they were direct relatives with a bloodline connection, yet this little fellow didn’t trust him.

“Enough, stop causing trouble.”

Muria didn’t make any move, yet the Elemental Chains that had bound him, attempting to seal his power, all shattered, and the already activated arrays calmed down in the same instant.

“You… are you truly my grandfather?”

The young emperor, who was about to be transported away through the Magic Array, looked at Muria with sudden doubt after being forcibly pulled back by him.

“Where did you see that I am fake?” Muria raised his hand and looked at himself, not finding any issue with his appearance.

“But my grandfather is clearly in the Void, and shouldn’t appear before me at this time,” the young emperor explained his reasoning for his actions to Muria.

“Is that it?” Muria became even more speechless; his grandson was too cautious, “I thought someone had impersonated me before. Since it’s only such suspicions, you activated these arrays against me?”

“Please forgive me for this, grandfather.” The youth showed a sheepish smile in front of Muria, “Although the possibility of you being impersonated is quite low, as the empire’s emperor, I still need to be safe, especially since I do not yet have any descendants.”

“Aren’t you afraid of offending me? Starting a large array to attack upon seeing your grandfather for the first time, do you think that’s appropriate?”

“Hehe, I have thought about that too. Xena Pus was constructed under your supervision, grandfather, and even though the arrays here have been altered, with your strength, retaking control of the Magic Array is naturally trivial. So, even if my behavior is improper, it won’t cause you any real harm.”

“You think thoroughly but are too timid. Despite our blood relationship, you still don’t trust me,” Muria shook his head, unsure of what to say about his grandson.

As a high-ranking ruler, being cautious is indeed necessary, but as a hybrid with Titan blood, this does not align with the nature of the Titans.

“Grandfather, the bloodline connection between kins can sometimes be imitated if one puts in some effort.”

“So, you still do not trust me?” Muria looked down at his grandson, feeling somewhat helpless.

“Though it is slightly offensive, please, verify your identity!” the young emperor bowed deeply to Muria.

“I now have to prove to my own grandson that I am myself? Haha, how amusing!” Hearing his grandson’s request, Muria was somewhat amused, “Alright, you little rascal, how do you want me to prove it?”

“It’s simple, accompany me to the Palace of Lord Hades. If you are recognized by the Underworld Anvil as my grandfather Muria, I will be without doubt.”

“Alright, as you wish; speaking of which, I’ve not chatted with Lord Hades for a while.”

…

Space cracked and quickly healed, a strand of pure Death Qi spilled out but quickly dissolved under the sunlight, and a young man and another boy, whose face bore some resemblance to his, appeared on a watchtower in the Floating City.

“Do you believe me now?”

To convince his own grandson emperor, Muria, who had specifically taken the boy to the Divine Kingdom of Lord Hades, looked back at the young man with a reminiscent expression.

“Grandfather, I apologize for the offense earlier; please punish your grandson.”

The youth, never anticipating he could enter the Divine Kingdom of Lord Hades, earnestly bowed to Muria, acting like a true grandson. After seeing that the youth before him could converse freely with Lord Hades, whom the Titan Tribe shared deep connections with, he erased the last trace of doubt in his mind.

“It’s fine; being cautious is not a mistake, and my heart isn’t so narrow,” Muria waved his hand, indifferent. He couldn’t possibly bear a grudge against his own grandson, especially since the young man hadn’t done anything wrong.

“On the other hand, I am more curious about how Aeolus has raised you with such a character? There is not a trace of the Titan’s valor in you.

If it weren’t for our bloodline connection, I would think your Titan Bloodline had been suppressed by the other two bloodlines.”

“Please forgive me, grandfather; as the emperor of the empire, every move I make affects billions of people, so naturally I act with caution,”
“Being obsessed with power isn’t a good thing,” Muria narrowed his eyes upon hearing his grandson’s words, sensing something problematic, “As my descendant, you should prioritize cultivation. Achieving an Epic status early is the right path.”

“Grandfather, you misunderstand; I am not indulging in the affairs of the empire for the sake of enjoying power, I am fulfilling my duty as emperor. The people of the hundred tribes trust me, and I naturally cannot let them down.”

“I am not blaming you. Being concerned about the empire is good, but do not neglect your cultivation either.”

As for whether his grandson was obsessed with power, Muria was not particularly concerned. Even if his grandson became addicted to being emperor, so be it—the grandson could fiddle with it for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. After all, there was plenty of time, and eventually, he would tire of it.

“By the way, grandfather, did you come back suddenly for a specific reason?”

After some idle chit-chat that deepened their emotional connection, Muria’s grandson asked cautiously.

“It’s nothing major. Not long ago, I was involved in a war conflict with an Epic of a higher realm than me, and my Subordinate Army suffered heavy losses, so I came back this time to replenish my Subordinate Army.”

“You were defeated?” Xi’s tone became even more cautious, perfectly assuming the role of a concerned grandson.

“Yes,” Muria nodded nonchalantly, then noticed the restraint his grandson showed while talking with him and couldn’t help but laugh softly, “Relax a bit. I’m your grandfather, not some other person. Besides, as unpleasant as defeat sounds, I can accept it, since it was due to my being weaker.”

“Oh,” Xi’s face showed an embarrassed and shy expression, “I will immediately arrange for the replenishment of the army for you.”

“Don’t rush. Although I won’t be staying long this time, it won’t be a short stay either. I will prepare thoroughly before leaving,” Muria advised. “By the way, weren’t you worrying about the matter with the elves and the Zor? I’ll go speak to Elise Jade.”

“That minor matter, there’s no need to trouble yourself to intervene.”

“Haha, I’ve heard all your concerns. And even though it’s a minor issue, it still needs to be dealt with. In the past, it was by ignoring such small matters that you ended up distressed today.”

“Thank you so much, grandfather. But, would interfering with the deity’s sacrifices not be inappropriate?” Xi posed a slight question.

In Elasia, the presence of Epics is much fainter than that of deities. Conversely, deities always seem to be more vigorous than Epics. Thus, in most cases, the Material World is dominated by deities.

“What’s inappropriate about that? If the doctrines and ritual ceremonies of the deities have interfered with the operation and stability of the empire, then changes must be made. Should the empire really endure and regress in this regard?”

“What if she refuses?” Xi’s face showed a hint of worry.

Shadow Girl Elise Jade was a goddess with a very powerful background. Although her divine name included ‘Girl,’ and she was said to protect all kind-hearted Zor Elves, she was far from a purely kind goddess.

Not to mention her naked divine body and her unorthodox sacrificial rites. Just the fact that, after her parents—Correlon, the chief god of the elves, and the Spider Queen Rose—had their conflict, she could please both sides and bounce between two incompatible factions, said quite a lot about this goddess’s complexity.

However, these were not of concern to Muria. No matter how many tricks this goddess might have, no matter how adept she was at playing mind games, he had only one response.

“This is the domain I control. If She wants to grow her believers here, she must follow my rules. Otherwise, she can get out,” Muria said in a calm yet assertive tone, then gave his grandson a look, silently asking for confirmation.

“I understand,” Xi lowered his head.

“Good, as long as you understand,” Muria patted his grandson’s shoulder, “You must understand, you have the mightiest three supports in the world behind you. You need to be cautious in your actions, but you don’t have to be overly concerned or deferential to any other presence.”

“Grandson has learned!”

“Alright, go do what you need to do. My return doesn’t need to be kept secret, but there’s no need to make a big deal about it either.”

“Yes, grandfather.”

“Where are your three aunts now? By the way, have they married, and do they have children?” Muria asked casually, though his fist unconsciously clenched.

“Uh, I’m not sure about the specifics. My three aunts’ whereabouts have always been unpredictable, and I only confirm their locations every once in a while. The last time, they showed up at Heaven Mountain.” Feeling the air grow inexplicably tense, Xi quickly answered.

“As for marriage, only my second aunt chose a spouse. The other two aunts still haven’t searched for partners. And, my second aunt’s choice of spouse is somewhat…” Xi hesitated.

“Somewhat what?” Muria’s brows furrowed and then relaxed, a mix of relief and disappointment vividly expressed on his face.

“My second aunt chose not just one spouse, but several. Moreover, they are not of the opposite sex but same-sex dragons.”

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