One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

He stood in a recessed pit.

Beneath his feet was a dark brown ground, surrounded by bubbling, scorching red molten lava.

Su Heng’s body was covered in blood that wouldn’t stop flowing, as if hundreds of faucets were gushing water outward. Throughout his cultivation, Su Heng had seldom sustained such severe injuries. Yet instead of weakening, he was even more stimulated into ferocity, his aura turning fiercer and more terrifying.

He lowered the arms he had lifted, his eyes blood red, his teeth shattered. The triangular spearhead of the Dragon Slaying Spear was clenched in his mouth.

It emitted a scorching hot breath.

But its spirituality was exhausted; although the remaining material was still precious, it was far less tough and hard than before.

Su Heng had no intention of preserving it for careful study. Right then, he bit down hard, chewing vigorously. The iron-made spearhead crumbled in Su Heng’s mouth, mixed with fresh blood. He then swallowed it, slowly digesting and absorbing it into his stomach.

This spear could kill a giant dragon, and it contained a certain power that could restrain the healing abilities of martial artists.

Su Heng could feel the injuries on his body healing very slowly.

He managed to stabilize the wounds by leveraging his perfected physique to control his fascia and muscles to block the bleeding.

And behind Su Heng was the dragon corpse, equivalent to an immensely large blood pack.

The injuries on his body were merely a bit troublesome.

As for the other people…

Su Heng suddenly looked up, his gaze directed towards the distance.

The center of the Dragon Tomb world was a huge basin, and along the edges were dark brown steep cliffs.

At this moment, on these cliffs, stood several figures.

Men and women, old and young, among them a few even emitted a faint scent of Demon Descendants and demons though it was very obscure, and compounded with the long distance, Su Heng couldn’t make out clearly.

Although for various objective reasons, being able to conceal their presence to such a degree,

Obviously,

These people were not the weak, perhaps they held prominent reputations in areas outside.

But Su Heng was not afraid, he didn’t care about this at all.

Though he was standing in a recessed pit, looking up at these people, to those outside, it seemed as though Su Heng was high above, looking down on them. No one dared to meet Su Heng’s gaze, instinctively shifting their eyes away, and on the momentum, they were inadvertently suppressed by Su Heng out of thin air.

These people came with the Dragon Key, their purpose naturally was to snatch the dragon corpse.

But previously, the great battle between Su Heng and Auris, that almost apocalyptic ferocity, made people dare not move.

Now they were silent, fixated on the spot, unable to budge, having paid a heavy price to come to the Dragon Tomb, they were unwilling to leave just like that.

As for Su Heng—

This guy had no thoughts of ’everyone has a share, visitors are guests’ or anything like that.

His reasoning was very simple; since it was seized with his fists, it was his, rightly and naturally.

"Talents and treasures belong to the virtuous. The dragon corpse is now mine, you might as well leave, no need to waste any more time here," Su Heng spoke with his arms crossed over his chest, coldly saying, "If any accidents occur, hurting the harmony, the scene might not look too good."

His words were in no way polite.

He was just short of pointing his finger at these people’s noses and saying, "I’m not targeting anyone, but everyone present is trash. Hurry up and scram, back to wherever you came from."

Gathering the Dragon Key, charging with fallen dragon breath, plus fending off others’ grabs… every step to this place was bloody. The ones standing before Su Heng now, none of them were weak. With their cultivation intact, they certainly had some pride in their hearts.

Soon, an ugly old voice drifted across the battlefield, "Young friend, you’re rather too brash and hot-headed. This world is not merely about fighting; there are also human sentiments and worldly matters. The dragon corpse is rich in vital energy; you’ve taken the essence, at least leave some broth for the rest of us."

"Making a good connection, which might aid you in your future journeys in the world."

"Hahaha!" The person switched tones, threatening with a stiff tone, "Wealth moves the heart; what more to speak of a dragon corpse. Otherwise, if we all rush forward, young friend, you’re currently seriously injured, you might not be able to kill us all."

The person’s voice shifted from left to right.

Clearly, they had used some profound technique to shield their whereabouts, not willing to expose themselves.

Intending to stir the emotions of the crowd, and subtly pointing out that Su Heng was not at his peak. Despite his current domineering aura, just a slight show of fatigue, and the crowd in front would turn into greedy predators, swarming to seize Su Heng’s dragon corpse to the last!

At that thought,

Su Heng only felt surges of anger rising in him.

All these years of being kind to others, yet he was being bullied like this.

Was this not bullying the honest people!?

Damn!

Was there no law in this world anymore?

"You cowardly scum, damn it, I think you don’t know how to write the word ’death’!" Su Heng’s face was full of murderous aura, his gaze fierce. It seemed to pierce through the void, scanning the surroundings, and then suddenly landing on a black peak in the distance.

Roar!

A roar set off a conical air wave.

The violent Dragon Power swept across, causing the big mountain to tremble violently. The peak, which should have been empty, suddenly twisted and vibrated. Following that, a sleazy old man with a bulbous nose, a rat-like face, sparse hair, and a hunched torso stumbled from mid-air and fell down.

His eyes widened, and his face was filled with an unbelievable look of horror.

Just as he opened his mouth to beg for mercy, Su Heng forcefully stomped his foot and transformed into a streak of black light, wrathfully charging over.

"You rat! I was merciful enough to spare your life, but you repaid kindness with ingratitude and even dared to sow discord. You truly deserve—death!"

Boom!

The word "death" had not yet finished echoing.

Su Heng’s iron fist, as large as a sandpot, already enveloped in rolling gusts of wind, smashed down on him like a meteor from the heavens.

Bang!

This rat-faced old man was also an old Earth Immortal strongman.

Yet in front of Su Heng, he was like a weak infant, with no power to resist at all.

His body burst open with a "puff," scattering flesh and blood, and then his life force quickly decayed and soon turned into a pile of broken flesh and bones scattered on the ground.

Watching Su Heng suddenly erupt and easily kill a strongman of the same realm,

The remaining people around felt a chill in their hearts and looked uneasy. Some of them, who had considered themselves quite powerful and harbored other thoughts, silently sighed in their hearts at this moment and carefully hid their private intentions.

"What are you all still doing here? Do you also wish to be unrighteous like this rat and learn how I, Su Heng, handle things?" Seeing that the remaining people were still stunned and unmoving, Su Heng furrowed his brows slightly, his face showing a hint of displeasure.

Some of them turned and disappeared from sight.

Those who were targeted by Su Heng felt their bodies stiffen, could only force a smile, bow their bodies, and cautiously step back. Once they were out of Su Heng’s sight, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. They felt as though they had narrowly escaped with their lives and hastily left the area.

"Indeed, there are still many in this world who are willing to reason," Su Heng immediately showed a satisfied smile on his face, flashed his body, and reappeared atop the dragon skeleton.

While he was fighting with Auris earlier,

He had faintly sensed some bizarre and chaotic will within the dragon skeleton. After a moment of searching, he immediately pulled it out from within.

It was a creature with an entirely black body, a dragon’s head and a tiger’s body, with two wings growing on its back. It resembled the Qiong Qi he had encountered in the Dragon Abyss before, but its fur was fluffier and smoother. Its two blood-red eyes were large and spirited, and its ears, like those of a wolf, stood erect. From a distance, it looked quite heroic and impressive.

"Is this—Qiong Qi?" Su Heng stroked his chin, observing it for a while, recognizing its origin.

Taotie and Qiong Qi were both among the Four Perils in mythology.

The Taotie that died by Su Heng’s hand earlier was somewhat weak, but it was innately strong, and now transformed into Divine Skills, it greatly helped both Su Heng’s combat power and his growth system. It could be said that the Taotie had tremendous potential for growth, but it had encountered too many setbacks.

First, it was sealed by someone, and soon after it freed itself, it met Su Heng, the star of doom. As a demon, meeting Su Heng wouldn’t bode well, and its ending could be imagined.

Qiong Qi was roughly the size of a bull.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it was already considered massive. Yet, having absorbed an abundance of dragon blood and flesh, Su Heng’s size was nearly nearing twelve meters. The less than two meters tall Qiong Qi in front of him was like a newly born puppy.

As a famously fierce beast that coincidentally birthed from the remains of a true dragon,

Qiong Qi had already possessed not insignificant intelligence shortly after its birth.

Its senses were sharp.

It perceived the overwhelming demonic power emanating from Su Heng.

Good heavens!

Qiong Qi was almost scared silly. Stay updated with

How many demons must he have killed and how much resentment must he have absorbed to exude such dark energy all over? I was just fine staying at home, and now I open my eyes to meet King Yan in person. Qiong Qi didn’t struggle much mentally, and simply knelt down.

Its hind legs kicked out, deftly rolling on the ground and adopting a belly-up position.

It exposed its soft belly to Su Heng’s line of sight, twisted its waist, and made some flattering cooing noises.

"...All right then."

There wasn’t much flesh on this fellow, hardly enough to stick between the teeth.

Moreover, as a demon born from the dragon skeleton, it might still possess some extraordinary traits.

Keeping it by his side might yield some benefits. Qiong Qi’s talent was not bad, and its appearance was quite majestic and extraordinary. Even if it were just to be a watchdog, it was a good choice.

He might even bring it back as a playmate for the little golden crow.

Thinking this, Su Heng bent down and gently touched Qiong Qi’s belly, and Qiong Qi instantly flipped over and lightly licked Su Heng’s fingers.

It suddenly cried out "Aowu," looking up at the sky.

Surprised, Su Heng followed Qiong Qi’s gaze toward the sky.

His gaze pierced through the torn curtain of the Dragon Tomb Secret Realm and finally, among the dark red clouds, he spotted two gleaming blue crystalline eyeballs.

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