It was arrogance—utter and absolute.
They had suffered a loss or two, maybe even a few, but they still looked down on any Insect Master who wasn't one of them.
"Take out whatever treasures you have on you and tell me everything you know about the Ancestor Families."
Having finally caught a live Ancestral Insect Master, Han Ning was determined to strip him of everything he had.
"Yes..."
As a puppet of the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm, Cang Shi offered no resistance. He reached for his waist, respectfully placed a cloth pouch embroidered with a cyan beetle on the stone table, and began to recount all the Insect Master knowledge he had learned since childhood.
"In our Cyan God Armor Family, every prospective Insect Master who passes the selection at age twelve begins to learn the Cyan God Meditation Technique..."
It turned out the Ancestor Families were special compared to other Insect Master Families because of the blood that flowed in their veins.
