For real cultivators, this was heaven on earth. "I shall leave Faeast in your hands, Nox. If the Limerents try anything funny, punish them as you see fit. Yes, even my uncle. If anyone turns their back on Faeast, I give you the power to issue a kill order."Quilo was staring at Nox. It was clear what he had in mind. He wanted Nox to be the new ruler—the new emperor. Nox said nothing. He merely nodded with a smile. Nox knew that Quilo trusted him, but Quilo couldn't tell him what to do.Quilo went into cultivation after giving Nox his final orders. Before he left, he said telepathically, "You can use the formation as well, Dad. If anyone tries to break in, use it to kill them."Quilo froze. In Faeast, it was common for sons-in-law to call their father-in-law 'Dad,' but he knew Nox meant something more than that. "Very well. You're now my godson." He laughed and entered strict isolation. He would not leave until he became an Emperor Realm warrior.Nox returned to the underground cham
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