Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 829 - 431: Bastard

After the Heavenly King Stone Dragon crossed the Gen River and thoroughly routed the Zhen Army, he lavishly bestowed titles such as kings, generals, governors, and inspectors upon his sons. However, in reality, only three of them had any real competitive edge: the eldest, who had been by his side since the beginning of the rebellion and had solidified their power.

Certainly, with someone like the Stone Dragon, these three sons were also naturally anthropomorphic creatures. To put it briefly, the eldest was prone to both torture and lust, the second son was lustful and feared torture, and the third son was purely lustful.

As common sense dictates, as everyone knows, normal humanoid beings are naturally inclined towards lust and averse to fear. Therefore, even the Stone Dragon personally preferred the relatively normal third son, Lord Le’an. Unfortunately, this adorable precious son was fatally chopped by some purely torturous guy using a frozen fish, cough cough...

What? Stone Dragon? Oh, the Stone Dragon is just a pure bastard of a thing.

After all, this is a player, right? If you spend the money, of course, you want to play however you want. Who would talk to you about morals, obeying laws, and waiting for traffic lights in a game? Normally, people at most play a "Song of Sand and Grass," but this guy finished the sand and the grass, sang the song, and even wants to eat.

Yes, truly eat, besides the gold and silver jewels, wages, and military equipment. Huyan Mo said they were about to prepare and send the delicate-skinned beauties, i.e., two-legged sheep, to the camp kitchens for meals, which is truly bizarre...

In all fairness, although rebellion, fighting for dominance, conscription, and city massacres are admittedly gameplay instructions issued by the player, those peculiar parts may not really align with the player’s subjective desires—they are simply physical necessities.

After glimpsing the nature of the Heavenly Demon and integrating personal hands-on experience, even Tie Dan had to admit that those torturous, lustful, and bizarre tendencies were predominantly determined by the underlying genetic traits of the Shi Family.

The reasoning is straightforward. Wolves eat meat, dogs eat feces, and tigers don’t eat vegetables. No amount of Buddhist sutras and grand principles can alter that.

The Shi Family is no different. Although they appear human, they are fundamentally not. Based on the files Tie Dan saw in his dreams, this family is straightforwardly a humanoid biological weapon developed by the company. An ultra-male combat suit purely designed for survival, slaughter, and evolution; a top predator.

To draw a vivid analogy, the ecological niche of ordinary mortals in this world is like maggots, while this family is like Beelzebub. It doesn’t matter if he’s now an egg or fetus, or whether the genetic unlock has been activated for battle evolution; the foundational script is written this way.

With minds full of nothing but slaughter, gluttony, slaughter, gluttony, slaughter, gluttony, sowing, sowing, sowing, gluttony, slaughter. Within their chests, there is naturally nothing but a cold, hard stone: devoid of humanity, morals, compassion, mercy, and emotion. How could you possibly reason with them?

In plain terms, this family is a set of anthropomorphic weapons—just like the hidden insect swarms buried underground—created by the company to be a last resort, unlocking evolution to crush all opposition by reinvigorating the narrative in a single decisive stroke. Thus, merely placing them amidst the icy, snowy lands of the Guye Sea is enough to deter the demons of the North Pole Ruins.

Still, if the boss asks to play with one, can you refuse?

In essence, although this violates the company’s regulations, you might have wanted to loudly decline, but they simply offered too much...

In conclusion, according to Tie Dan’s calculations, the Stone Dragon he assassinated last time was definitely just a robotic avatar, meaning there is still an actual combat entity personally used by the boss.

All along, from the North Pole to the Central Plains, the Divine Sect’s elaborate effort to unleash the Ten Absolute Array isn’t needed unless the boss has paid to unlock all genetic shackles, putting him in the late-stage of full combat evolution. He’s probably beyond being described as ’human,’ more like a pure, utterly irrational ’Demon.’

If analyzed this way, perhaps the boss is the only remaining part of the body representing reason and humanity. Once he ceases to operate, this biological catastrophe would immediately break loose and spiral out of control, a thought absurdly necessary for protecting the boss...

"Ma Qiu here." "Ping Xian at your service." "Huyan Mo, humble servant." "Roar~" "Howl~" "Hiss-neigh~"

"Greeting Hero Chen."*3

"Sob sob sob"*3

Now, three bruised and battered military generals, dragging their equally battered mounts, surrendering at the feet of Tie Dan.

Tie Dan refocused, leaning on his saber, nodding to signal them to begin.

Thus, the three began babbling introductions of their professional careers.

In summary, these three were all from the Gen Kingdom, either surrendered troops or routed soldiers. Though they say a hero never touts past glories, their solid combat power and established prowess couldn’t be hidden. They were legitimately from the Gen Kingdom Royal Army’s vassal guards, had served as Assistant Generals, had once been Generals, and were indeed quite capable. Having led charges and accumulated achievements, their cities’ massacres had always been among the first to step through the gates. Elixir pills, equipment, and mounts had long been secured.

Yet, it boils down to: these days, success isn’t merely about personal capacity or exemplary records but interpersonal connections and family backgrounds. And it’s not like these three could mingle with the likes of the Ao Bing horse riders, for they couldn’t even speak the local Kan language properly. Their origins within the surrendered faction of Genzhou a few years back saw them fighting the rebel army, naturally unqualified to serve the Heavenly King directly.

Huyan Mo had already introduced himself, his entire family being border guards leading to consistent mistrust, even now. Despite being in the Nascent Soul Realm, he could merely be a Marquis Qu, far from attaining the rank of a Tenglong Middle Lang General. In favorable terms, he filed in King of Hejian’s camp; put harshly, he’s an aging soldier still being chased to charge by kids who haven’t even grown their hair fully.