One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Shang Qisheng, though already dead, still had his eyes open, pupils dilated, his face wearing an expression of disbelief and confusion.

Zhou Youqi subconsciously looked down.

In the gradually dilating pupils of Shang Qisheng, he could see his own reflection, marked by shock.

"Hiss..."

He felt a chill crawling up his spine.

Shang Qisheng was a third-step powerhouse of Heavenly Deceit, and he was also at the same level.

Even with the Immortal Mountain Cultivation Technique and a profound heritage, his actual combat strength was only slightly stronger than Shang Qisheng’s, but not by much.

But now.

A high master of the same realm.

Damn!

Did it have to be this frightening?

He had only thought to squeeze a soft persimmon; why had such a formidable deity sprung up?

Zhou Youqi’s mind was in disarray. The speech he had prepared was now utterly useless.

He mustered his courage, slightly lifting his head.

Upon seeing Su Heng’s face, the emotional journey Shang Mengting had gone through before was repeated in Zhou Youqi’s thoughts.

Zhou Youqi was savvy.

Someone who dared to kill even a heaven king made his Dao Kan Mountain background seem like a joke.

"Bang!" His knees softened, and he knelt down directly, "This junior failed to recognize the high and mighty, offended the elder, please forgive me."

Su Heng glanced at him and said calmly, "Let someone from Dao Kan Mountain who can speak for it come to see me."

Zhou Youqi’s forehead broke out in cold sweat, and he said tremblingly, "Yes!"

...

After Su Heng withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

Only then did Zhou Youqi shakily stand up from the ground, his knees softening, almost making him kneel again. Thankfully, a disciple nearby quickly reached out to support him. Otherwise, Zhou Youqi would certainly have made a fool of himself, though, at this point, no one cared about such minor matters. ȒἁＮŎ₿ЁＳ

He glanced at Shang Mengting but said nothing.

He waved his hand.

Signaling to his fellow disciples, they dispiritedly left the hall.

Reaching a secluded path outside, Zhou Youqi leaned back against the wall, gasping for air. It was only then that he realized his clothes were soaked through.

"Who exactly is that person, and what on earth just happened?" A young female disciple chattered, "It couldn’t be that elder from the Shang Family, colluding with outsiders to trick us, could it?"

"That person had such audacity, completely disregarding our Immortal Mountain." Another male disciple said displeased.

"Do you remember the incident when King Dingxuan disappeared?"

A male disciple with a scar on his face and a more seasoned appearance spoke up, "I’ve seen the original shadow capture. The mysterious person who fought with King Dingxuan, and the one we just encountered in the Shang Family’s shop, they look somewhat similar."

"..."

The disciples were stunned for a moment, then they all stepped back in unison.

Zhou Youqi was originally surrounded by his brothers and sisters, but now he found himself in an embarrassingly empty space.

"..."

Zhou Youqi felt like cursing.

In the past, whenever Zhou Youqi had meat to eat, his fellow disciples surely had soup to sip on.

Whenever they encountered any issues, inside or outside the sect, causing troubles, most of the time, it was he who led the group to clean up the mess.

This included this time’s takeover of the shop.

Zhou Youqi was also thinking of securing an easy and effortless way for his brothers to acquire resources.

So what happened?

He ran into some trouble here.

The group immediately fell apart, keeping their distance.

He even saw schadenfreude in the eyes of some normally friendly disciples.

He was tired.

Let this world perish.

Zhou Youqi’s head dropped in despair as he kicked a piece of broken brick on the ground.

"Brother," the female disciple just now touched her nose, somewhat embarrassed, and asked, "You’ve really stirred up trouble this time, what should we do next?"

"What else can we do?"

Zhou Youqi sighed, looking at the dim sunlight in the sky, and said irritably, "Just report everything here to the elders as it is. Whether to be beaten or punished, it’s all on me, Zhou Youqi, alone. It has nothing to do with you. Are you happy now?"

"Brother, you are so noble!" Several disciples suddenly felt overjoyed.

...

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The great elder leading Dao Kan Mountain to Dragon Abyss this time was named Zhao Jue.

In their generation, this Elder Zhao was also a legendary figure.

He was born into a humble family.

In his early years, he studied to enter officialdom.

He worked diligently for decades, not achieving recognition until he was in his forties when he finally passed the examinations and attained his official title.

By then, his parents had passed away, leaving him without children, and utterly alone.

Afterward, he served as an official for twenty years.

Zhao Jue was an honest and diligent official.

He managed his subordinates well and was deeply loved by the local people.

However, due to his integrity and uprightness, he was ostracized and ultimately resigned in indignation. When he left, the common folk lined the streets to send him off, overwhelmed with sorrow.

Having attained his official rank at over forty years of age and served for another twenty,

By the time Zhao Jue retired, he was nearing seventy years old.

He was a man practically half-buried in the earth.

If he were a normal person, this would be the time to choose a burial site and prepare for the afterlife.

But Zhao Jue refused to conform.

In his sixties, he began to practice martial arts.

Everyone thought the old man had gone mad, but what nobody expected was

That perhaps due to some past adventure, or for some other reason, on the path of martial arts, Zhao Jue actually made a name for himself.

He always managed breakthroughs just as his limits were about to be reached.

It took him over three hundred years.

Now, he was an Elder of Immortal Mountain, a formidable practitioner revered far and wide.

Zhao Jue wore a white robe with black patterns and a dark headdress. Despite many years of martial practice, he still dressed as a scholar. With his lean face and white beard, subtle wrinkles marked his visage. At that moment, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed as he listened to Zhou Youqi report the recent incidents.

Zhou Youqi knelt on the ground, his face expressionless.

He reported everything about the cause and the process to the elder without any concealment.

Grand Elder Zhao Jue sat at the head of the long table, his expression neutral, revealing neither joy nor anger. But the second elder beside him, a hot-tempered, dark-faced, portly man, darkened in complexion and became furious upon hearing of the trouble caused by the disciple.

"Good for nothing but trouble!" the second elder cursed and picked up a teacup from the table, about to throw it at Zhou Youqi.

Zhou Youqi shuddered instinctively, his face paling slightly, with no intention to resist.

"Sigh," Zhao Jue sighed softly then and reached out to stop the second elder. He said to Zhou Youqi, "We are now aware of the matter, you may withdraw for now. As for how it will be dealt with, we will provide you with a response."

"Thank you, Elders!" Zhou Youqi breathed a sigh of relief.

He first bowed to the elders in front of him, then slowly got up and left the room, making sure to close the door behind him.

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The second elder frowned and somewhat discontentedly said, "You’re too indulgent towards these disciples. With the trouble they stir up, dealing with it can be troublesome."

The Grand Elder stroked his long beard, thought for a moment, and replied, "It might not entirely be a bad thing."

"What makes you say so?" the second elder asked, eyes wide with confusion.

"We had previously surmised this person’s identity but did not know on what grounds to approach him," the Grand Elder explained, "Now, regardless of the conflict that Zhou Youqi had with him, it’s not severe and can be mediated."

"We can take this opportunity to apologize and pay a visit."

"As long as the gift of compensation is sincere enough, it might well turn swords into plowshares, creating a good relationship,"

"You make some sense," the plain-looking third elder, who had been silent until now, spoke up, "But what kind of gift should we offer? For a king-level powerhouse, ordinary items won’t suffice."

"The gift needn’t be the most expensive, but it must be the most appropriate, and thoughtfully chosen."

The Grand Elder said with a smile.

He told his disciple, "Bring over the materials we discussed earlier."

Soon, the disciple brought in a thick stack of books and placed them on the table before the Grand Elder.

The Grand Elder patiently flipped through them; not long after, his brow gradually furrowed, then his face revealed an expression of disbelief.

The second elder watched anxiously from the side.

He knew his elder brother had experienced countless matters of life and death through his cultivation, and with his early scholarly pursuits, his mental fortitude was exceptionally strong. It was rare for him to show such a discomposed expression in front of others.

"What is written in these documents?" The second elder grew increasingly curious and couldn’t help but ask.

The Grand Elder closed the thick stack of documents.

After a brief pause, he said, "If the information recorded here is correct, this number one person from Jiang E, in terms of martial arts, has just broken through to the third level of Heavenly Deceit and has not even stepped onto the threshold of Earth Immortal."

"What!?" The quick-tempered second elder and the more composed third elder.

Both wore an incredulous expression at that moment.

"You must be joking!" the second elder said, "The higher the level, the greater the difference. To defeat a king across such a vast boundary, is he a man or a monster?"

"It is indeed written this way," the Grand Elder spread his hands.

"Could it be a mistake, it seems too absurd," the third elder hesitated.

"Based on what Zhou Youqi said earlier, I think this information is accurate," the Grand Elder thought for a moment, then said, "Since he is trying to break through from the third step of Heavenly Deceit to Earth Immortal, he would definitely need substantial resources to enhance his spiritual power."

"Let’s bring out that essence we gathered from Dragon Abyss in Dao Kan Mountain," the Grand Elder contemplated briefly and quickly made a plan.

"Essence! That thing cost us..." the second elder slapped the table, clearly reluctant.

But the third elder gave him a look, and with the Grand Elder’s firm expression, the second elder, wearing a helpless face, could only sit back down.

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