One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Thud!

A narrow crack appeared on the tree trunk.

Accompanied by the stench of fresh blood spurting, a bloody face appeared in front of Su Heng.

It was as if a beautiful woman’s skin had been peeled from her face, exposing the crimson muscles and pale yellow fat underneath, with only her deep and calm black pupils remaining.

Through these eyes, it could vaguely be seen that she was the same person as the woman in white from before.

"This is..." Su Heng said with a look of surprise.

Having cultivated up to this point, he had encountered many ghostly entities, but still found this ancient tree rather eerie.

"This is the Immortal Tree," the woman’s face on the trunk said, her red lips lightly parting as she spoke.

"Just like the Seed of Destruction in your body, the Immortal Tree is also an ancient life from the realm of eternal life. It was the National Treasure of the great Moon Dynasty, and when the dynasty fell, I was severely injured. My vitality was almost completely cut off, with only a wisp of my spirit remaining, and I had no choice but to attach myself to this ancient tree."

"No wonder," Su Heng realized, "the millennia of this world, even the strong ones in the Earth Immortal Realm cannot withstand the wear and tear brought by time. Your survival up to now must be credited to the Immortal Tree."

"But between life and death, there is a certain destiny," Su Heng said, "you forcibly broke through this destiny, no matter what power you relied on, there must be a price to pay, there can’t be any risk-free way."

"You are right."

The bloody-faced woman replied, "when you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you."

"I am attached to the Immortal Tree, but isn’t the Immortal Tree also trying to assimilate me?"

"The struggle between the Immortal Tree and me has lasted a thousand years, with the aid of the monks from the White Tower Temple, it has gradually stabilized."

"But there is one thing..."

The woman paused suddenly, the trunk of the Immortal Tree buzzing and vibrating.

One of the thick tree trunks, which was several dozen meters long and wrapped in human skin and dried-up intestines, was pointed towards the sky.

Su Heng followed the direction indicated by the trunk and looked up.

What he saw was.

The already overcast sky above, now furiously active further.

The leaden clouds, unknown when, had turned blood red, and formed a vortex, hanging low.

Blood-red thunder, like a dancing dragon.

And even more astonishing was.

The thunder, as if endowed with some kind of spirit, transformed into creatures.

There were leaping dragons and roaring tigers, all formed purely of thunder, yet vividly lifelike as if real creatures were cast in reflection.

"Is this... a thunder calamity!?" Su Heng had only heard of it from others before.

As for seeing it with his own eyes, this was the first time.

He remembered the suppression he had faced when he forcibly entered the Blood Realm previously.

And now, the growth of the Immortal Tree had attracted a thunder calamity, the reason likely being similar.

"The Immortal Tree is a life born in the realm of eternal life, it could hide at first, but as it grows, its aura becomes more apparent, inevitably facing rejection from this world. Facing a heavenly calamity is unavoidable, it’s also a necessary experience for it to fully mature," he thought.

"I want you to help me survive this thunder calamity," the woman’s face on the Immortal Tree said calmly.

Su Heng was confident in his abilities, "I indeed can do that, but the key issue is, why should I choose to help you?"

"We lack trust between us. On one’s own bed, one cannot allow others to sleep soundly."

"Using this opportunity to take you down directly, once and for all, would be the simplest solution."

"You make a valid point,"

The woman’s face took on a thoughtful expression, "After the Immortal Tree matures, the fruit it bears is a supreme treasure for cultivators. It can greatly enhance spiritual cultivation, not unlike changing one’s bones, and for you now, it should be very useful."

"That point is true," Su Heng thought, "but that’s still not enough."

"What else do you want?"

"I’ve said, I came for conquest," Su Heng said calmly, "submission or destruction, you can only choose one."

He flipped his palm upwards.

In the center of his palm, a cluster of dark gray fog spiraled, "Once this spiritual power is integrated into your body, our contract will be considered complete."

This dark gray fog was the condensed authority of the Seed of Destruction.

If forcibly merged, it would be akin to Su Heng leaving a restriction on the immortal tree.

At that moment,

With a single thought, this force could be detonated.

The suddenly erupting force, even if the strange ancient tree was immortal, would still suffer heavy damage.

In this way, the immortal tree would essentially be in Su Heng’s hands, providing a basis for further cooperation between them.

Seeing the woman’s face on the immortal tree fall silent, Su Heng continued, "With your strength, this power should not trap you for too long. At most, three years should be enough for you to digest and escape it."

"At that time, I will give you a chance to challenge me," Su Heng’s lips curved into a smile, confidently saying, "If you can last three moves against me at that time…forget it, three moves might be too harsh on you. If you still have the courage to stand before me and challenge me then, I will let you leave and regain your freedom, and I will no longer interfere."

"How about it?" Su Heng smiled, "A thousand years have already swiftly passed, the remaining three years, in terms of your long life, should not be worth mentioning."

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the immortal tree in front of him, and the blood-stained woman’s face just opened her mouth, expelling the word, "Okay!"

Su Heng gently lowered his extended palm.

The gray cyclone made of eroding authority and part of the spiritual power flew forward, swallowed by the woman with one mouthful. Stay updated with

Whoosh!

The tree trunk and leaves rubbed violently.

The clouds in the sky cleared, and the immortal tree rapidly shrank and disguised itself, transforming back into the Bodhi Tree from before.

Under the dappled shadow of sunlight, the figure of the woman in white solidified from ethereal to real, appearing again before Su Heng.

Su Heng looked at the stunningly cold woman before him, recalling the immortal tree he saw moments before, and suddenly felt a strange sensation swelling within him.

"Right!" Su Heng said, "I still don’t know your name, how should I address you."

"I remember the ancient books record, you are called Zhao..."

"Perhaps the remaining soul remnants merged with the immortal tree when I died, and what remains is nothing more than an obsession," the woman interrupted Su Heng, tilting her head and thinking briefly, "Call me Ming Daoist."

"Okay!" Su Heng said.

"There seems to be some time before the immortal tree fully matures and faces the heavenly tribulation,"

Ming Daoist nodded, "The power contained in the heavenly tribulation is like water and fire to the immortal tree, it’s a natural bane, and I will need your help, fellow Daoist."

"Hmm," Su Heng nodded, "When you feel the time is right, you can send someone directly to find me in Baihua County."

"In most cases, I prefer to resolve issues through strength," Su Heng thought of something and smiled, "But if I promised somebody something, I generally do not go back on my word."

"Let’s part ways here," Su Heng waved his hand.

Ming Daoist held a lute in her arms, watching him disappear into the dense forest around the Bodhi Tree.

Afterward, her figure also gradually faded, eventually disappearing completely, leaving only the ancient lute resting gently on the grass.

...

"How did things go?" Upon reaching the outside, Meng Huan and Wu Cuicheng were both waiting there. The two appeared somewhat anxious until they saw Su Heng, at which point they relaxed.

"It’s basically resolved," Su Heng said, "As I expected, the princess from the former Great Moon Dynasty is indeed still alive."

He briefly explained the meeting from earlier.

After listening,

Meng Huan and Wu Cuicheng both seemed somewhat moved.

"The world is vast, and fate is infinite," Meng Huan said, "To survive against the odds with a grievously wounded body, overcoming numerous difficulties to live until now, that High Princess is not a common character."

"From ancient times, those who have left their marks in history are no ordinary people," Wu Cuicheng added.

"The three major Esoteric Sects have been uprooted, and the matters on Skull Plain are basically concluded," Su Heng thought for a moment and said, "Now, only one issue remains, the Hundred Buddha Temple was actually destroyed by the Barbarian King Solban. But after that incident, he disappeared. Do you have any news here?"

They had encountered him once before, at the temple.

But at that time, circumstances were special, and Solban had left before they could properly fight.

Yet now that Su Heng had swept through the entire Skull Plain and Solban was still nowhere to be seen, he suddenly felt a sense of incompleteness.

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