One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

The content in these eyes was hollow, the pupils slightly dilated, devoid of any outward emotional expression.

Seeing this, the elder instead let out a small sigh of relief.

He knew this was because the two souls had begun to merge within this body.

This process would need a bit more time to complete.

In the remaining time,

The elder didn’t plan to waste it; he prepared to make some other arrangements.

He retrieved a bottle of glittering dust from a cabinet nearby.

He poured the dust into the bonfire at the center of the room and silently chanted a spell.

Bang!

The flames suddenly shot up over five meters high, causing the shadows cast throughout the room to sway back and forth. A figure, tall and imposing with dark purple skin and dressed in a crisp black military uniform complete with a wide-brimmed hat and exceedingly broad shoulders, appeared before the elder.

The entire figure stood there.

From a distance, it gave the impression of an unbreakable fortress wall.

The oppressive feeling that came forth felt as substantial and intense.

This figure was named Simmons, the commander of the Moonshade class ark battleship, and he had given the orders to fire and to withdraw.

In this operation,

Simmon’s command authority was even above that of the elder.

The elder first briefly reported on the series of events that had happened recently.

Then he continued with his general plan, "Auris is severely injured, and with the Dragon Tomb opening ahead of schedule, he probably can’t exert the full power of the Light King as he once did."

The elder said, "To be safe, I plan to clear out some potential threats in advance."

"At the very least, ensure they cannot interfere with our plans next."

Simmons furrowed his brow, "Potential threats."

"To be precise, the one we encountered before," the elder replied.

"Being able to withstand the bombardment of the ark’s main cannon and not die does indeed present a problem," Simmons nodded, approving of the elder’s plan.

"What do you intend to do?"

Simmons asked, "The opponent has already suffered a loss at our hands once and will be guarded under such circumstances. Even if we deploy the Moonshade battleship again, it’s unlikely to be as effective as before. Although there are still some cards left to play in the ark, now is not the time to use them." ṘἈΝŐᛒÈṩ

The elder replied, "I saw, a while back, in the Dragon Abyss, there were formations and rituals used against the dragons left over from the old days.

Though many years have passed, plus the wars of old,

These formations are severely damaged but if mended, they can still exert some of their former power."

"That’s a good idea," Simmons said, "but how do you plan to lure him here?"

The elder stretched forward his arm, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed a cluster of black veins crisscrossed with dark red tumors like strings of grapes. The elder’s arm was as thin as a branch, yet these tumors were bright red and massive.

They continuously writhed as if they had a life of their own.

It was a sight that made one’s scalp tingle.

"What is this thing?" Simmons’ eyes narrowed.

"I don’t know," the elder shook his head, "but I guess, it must be some kind of mark he left on me."

"Once I leave the concealed ritual, he will sense it."

"This monster!" Simmons’ face briefly showed a fierce look, cursing harshly.

"For dealing with enemies, no means are too harsh," the elder soothed then continued, "He uses this mark to track me, I can also use a ruse, to draw him into a trap we’ve set."

"Will he come?" Simmons wondered.

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The elder confidently said, "He will come. In a way, his character is very similar to Auris. Growing up in favorable conditions, mercilessly annihilating his enemies. The only difference is, he is a true monster, in both strength and talent far more terrifying than Auris."

Simmons looked into the elder’s calm gaze and sighed softly, "Is this step necessary?"

He too had seen Su Heng take action from a distance.

Moreover, the formations left in the Dragon Abyss, after several damages and thousands of years of weathering, although some power remains, restarting them would not be so easy. Even if the elder was extraordinarily skilled in this area, it would be extremely difficult.

After a brief moment of thought, he realized that the elder’s current action completely disregarded his own life.

The elder let his arm fall back to his side, the black sleeve covering the string of tumors grown on it.

"For the continuation of our race, this is a necessary sacrifice."

He said, "Over the past many years, to return to our ancestral land, I have sacrificed many people. Some willingly, others completely unaware, such as Auris...

Speaking thus, he glanced at the stone bed.

In the tribe, Auris was incomparably glorious, and even the elder sometimes tolerated more than usual.

He thought he was the hope of the tribe’s continuation, a notion not unfounded, but in fact, there was another use for him.

If Auris knew the truth,

He probably would not have trained himself as desperately as he had in the past.

Even at the beginning, with some warmth and reluctance in his heart, as these plans were carried out over so many years, the senior elder’s heart had long turned as hard as iron. At this moment, he simply contemplated the sequence of events and calmly said, "Now is the time for me to make a sacrifice."

Simmons had worked with the senior elder for many years and knew his personality well.

At this point, he didn’t try to persuade him further, but simply nodded and said, "I can send you another batch of elite troops. If there’s anything else you need, I will try to accommodate as much as possible."

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Every time chaos looms, there are heroic individuals who stir up storms.

These people progress rapidly in their cultivation and often encounter remarkable adventures, usually turning peril into safety.

Such individuals are sometimes called "children of fortune."

Whether Solban was a child of fortune, Su Heng didn’t know, but this guy definitely had some dumb luck.

"According to the information previously collected, head to the ancient battlefield. I found two groups fighting over something fiercely, man, their brains were nearly turning into dog brains."

"I secretly sneaked in there, grabbed the stuff at the very heart of it, and ran."

"The two groups chased me for quite a distance across the Dragon Abyss, and in the end, I had to hide inside the stomach of a hippo demon before I luckily escaped."

"Hiss..."

Solban wore an excited, thrilled expression.

Smacking his lips, it took him a while to come back to his senses from the memory.

"Here, this is for you." Solban pulled out a rusty iron box from inside his clothes, placed it on the ground, and pushed it towards Su Heng.

Su Heng remained in a seated position with his legs crossed, holding the box in his hand.

Click!

The lid wasn’t completely open yet.

A streak of crimson light surged out from the crack.

The box contained a fallen dragon breath about the size of a chicken egg, which appeared to be slightly better in quality than the one Shang Mengting had given him before.

"You’ve been troubled this time, but next time you encounter such a situation, make sure to prioritize your own safety first."

Su Heng looked at the fallen dragon breath in his hand, then at Solban, who was covered in disarray.

He felt somewhat emotional at that moment.

Although he had had some followers in the past, they could only handle minor matters.

Or they were like Li Hongxiu, used as decorative figures by his side, just for show.

Someone like Solban, who seriously tackled real tasks, was truly the first of his kind he had ever had—capable and enthusiastic, taking initiative in facing challenges. What leader wouldn’t appreciate such a subordinate?

"Don’t worry about it, this is nothing." Solban seemed quite open-minded as he explained, "If it comes down to it, just use your name. The two groups are major forces, and with your current high profile, they wouldn’t dare to act rashly on such matters."

"... Right, that makes sense." Su Heng nodded, "But it’s still hard work on your part."

In terms of the benefits for spiritual power cultivation.

Fallen dragon breath is three times better than high-quality origin substance.

The value of such a thing is evident. Even if not intending to compete for the True Dragon Remains, this item is extremely precious.

Such a small piece of fallen dragon breath, falling into the hands of certain major powers, could possibly signify the birth of an Earth Immortal realm master. In any place, an Earth Immortal would be considered a major pillar of a power.

Su Heng grasped it firmly and instantly refined it.

After absorbing a massive amount of origin substance over time, he was already but one step away from a breakthrough.

With this piece of fallen dragon breath, training the Sword Refining Technique to the tenth level of perfection was a logical next step.

He slightly closed his eyes, hands encircling the air.

Rich, intense black energy emanated from his body, carrying the clear sound of clashing swords.

Streams of dark sword light shot out, spiraling in the air before returning back into Su Heng’s body.

Hu!

A long exhalation.

Su Heng opened his eyes as all the mystical signs around him disappeared.

He spread his fingers wide open, feeling the power he now possessed.

All the energy and spiritual power in his body were highly integrated, the next step being to meld his spiritual power into his body to achieve a certain degree of immortality.

This process sometimes could take a considerably long time.

For cultivators in this domain.

Having immortality, even if some critical parts are destroyed, they could regenerate.

However, immortality is not complete and doesn’t cover the whole body. Just as the golden bell shield has its weak spots, these people also have their own critical spots that cannot heal. Technically, cultivators at this realm could be called Demi-Earth Immortals.

But in reality, only the martial artist knows their true realm.

So calling oneself an Earth Immortal isn’t exactly problematic, it’s just a bit of an exaggeration.

Like the Increases Broad Buddha Su Heng encountered in the Law Temple before, and merchants like Zhao Zhuang he met in Dragon Abyss, are also in this domain.

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