Upon seeing Qin Zheng stop and agree, Mo Xun took a moment to ponder as if organizing his words.
After a few breaths,
he finally spoke, "The divine abilities of my Qilin Clan not only allow us to glimpse some extremely secretive places between heaven and earth."
"At some cost, we can even see intangible things, such as fate!"
As he said this, his expression turned somber.
"Under my observation, I've found that the Human race's fortune in the Lingxu Realm is waning by the day, now plummeting to an all-time low!"
"Conversely, the Demon race's fortune has been increasing over the years, now surging like oil in a blazing fire, extremely vigorous!"
"This feeling is as if the Demon race is siphoning the Human race's fortune to empower themselves!"
Mo Xun's tone was grave.
But upon hearing this, Qin Zheng remained calm, as if he had already anticipated it.
"I understand,"
he nodded slightly.
