One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 445: Chapter 369: Enduring Extreme Hardship, Su Heng Drives a Range Rover (End of the Month, Seeking Monthly Pass)

Little Golden Crow raised its head and skeptically glanced at Su Heng.

Refining metal using True Sun Fire, what does it have to do with its own cultivation? However, seeing the confident look on Su Heng’s face, Little Golden Crow did not hesitate. It opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of scarlet flames. The black metal sphere glowed red and began to show signs of melting. Little Golden Crow flapped its wings and let out a crisp cry.

The power and temperature of the flames surged instantly, turning from scarlet to a more splendid golden-red.

Hiss!

The metal sphere immediately began to melt.

The inferior parts within it melted into liquid, dropping to the ground and emitting a burst of white smoke.

The essence inside was extracted, eventually forming a silver-white sphere the size of a needlepoint, suspended in mid-air, shining brightly.

"Ha, it’s quite simple!” Little Golden Crow felt it regained some of its pride as an Innate Divine Beast. At this moment, it thrust its two wings, puffed its chest, and raised its head, looking very impressive.

Very good!

His guess was indeed correct.

With Little Golden Crow’s talent, it could indeed refine Dead Iron into Active Metal.

Great, this tiresome task could finally be pushed onto someone else.

"Now that you have passed this little test, the heavy responsibility that I will entrust to you next will surely be completed as well.” Su Heng held Little Golden Crow in his big hands, gently stroking its head.

"Quack!” The Golden Crow cried out, meaning, “Leave the next task to me.”

Swish!

Su Heng waved his hand.

A gust of wind suddenly swept over the blood-red plain.

The fog in the distance that hindered visibility was blown away, revealing a mountain clearly in front of Little Golden Crow.

Little Golden Crow snapped out of its complacent state, its body shuddered, and it widened its eyes, suddenly getting a bad feeling.

Su Heng patted its head, “Your next task is to refine the remains of that battleship just like you did earlier!”

Little Golden Crow looked up at the Ark Battleship, as massive as a mountain.

Then it looked at its body, only the size of one of Su Heng’s palms.

Looking up, looking down.

Its head felt dizzy, and its eyes seemed to turn into two mosquito coils.

Little Golden Crow uttered some anxious quacks, meaning, “With such a big difference in our sizes, you aren’t joking, right? Even a small horse pulling a big cart isn’t as ridiculous as this!” ṞαNỌ𐌱Ës̩

However, Su Heng patted Little Golden Crow’s head, encouragingly said, “No pain, no gain!”

If you don’t try hard, how can I achieve my cultivation?

It’s settled then!

Su Heng clapped his hands, and immediately a large amount of Demon Blood and Flesh fell from the sky.

Little Golden Crow flapped its wings and tried to argue further, but Su Heng had already thrown his head back in laughter. A narrow crevice appeared before him, disappearing from in front of Little Golden Crow. Clearly, the meaning was, whenever the chicken pecks all the rice, the dog licks… no, whenever you refine this mountain of iron, that’s when you’ll be free.

…

After entrusting the most boring and troublesome task to Little Golden Crow.

Su Heng felt as if a huge burden was lifted, unable to contain the smile on his face.

Approaching him, Qin Shunying saw this scene and was slightly surprised, but then she smiled, “Have you encountered something joyful? It’s rare to see you so happy.”

"Cough, cough!”

Su Heng cleared his throat, regaining the composure befitting a bigwig.

Pretending casually, he said, “Nothing much, just feel like I’ve gained some understanding in my cultivation recently.”

"Is that so?” Qin Shunying didn’t think much about it, just sincerely happy for Su Heng. She then asked, “Have you seen Little Golden Crow? It’s time for brunch, but I couldn’t find it

Brunch… how many meals a day are you feeding it, no wonder it’s getting chubby.

Su Heng said, “I have arranged special training for it, don’t worry.”

"Really?” In Qin Shunying’s bright, expressive eyes, there was a hint of skepticism. However, it was unlikely that Su Heng would harm Little Golden Crow.

Qin Shunying did not dwell much on this matter, as Su Heng had taken the initiative to take care of Little Golden Crow, which meant she needn’t worry. Moreover, having just entered a new realm, she was at a stage of rapid strength growth and should focus more on her cultivation.

After chatting with Su Heng for a few moments, Qin Shunying then returned to her room to meditate.

Su Heng went to the underground chamber of the Demon Suppression Tower.

This place held many Demon Descendant slaves, as well as some death row inmates and human felons on the run.

In previous research, Su Heng had managed to extract “Bloodline Organs” from Demon Descendants and even successfully transplanted them onto himself.

But Su Heng’s physique was too strong; such cases didn’t have much reference value after all. He still had a long way to go to transplant these “Bloodline Organs” into normal Martial Artists for the strengthening of the Original Dragon Guards.

However, Su Heng had now slowly started to figure out some clues.

Next, he needed to work on this.

But it was just trying repeatedly along this route, accumulating experience, until achieving success, and formulating a set of efficient and stable modification programs.

…

…

…

While Su Heng was busy preparing in earnest.

On the other side.

Forget Dust Cliff, Heart Demon Sect headquarters.

Nangong Yue, as a Demon Sect bigwig, was also rushing headlong down the path to doom.

After a conversation, she first sent Huang Xuzi away. She paced back and forth in the gloomy, empty hall. Although she had almost made up her mind, this matter was of great importance, and a slight mishap could lead to the complete ruin of the entire sect. She could not make the decision alone. Even if it was to shirk responsibility later, she at least needed to discuss it with several Elders.

Swoosh!

Nangong Yue flicked her sleeves.

Streams of black light turned into bats and flew out of the hall.

Soon, twelve figures walked in, looking at each other; among them were men and women, old and young.

Each of them wore a look of hesitation, not knowing why the Sect Master had summoned them all in the middle of the night.

"Cough!” Nangong Yue coughed.

All eyes instantly turned to her. She first signaled everyone to sit down in a row along the long table.

Nangong Yue sat in the central seat, chin slightly raised, and recounted all the events that had happened and the speculations of Huang Xuzi. Then, she coldly asked, “This opportunity is once in a lifetime. What do you think our Heart Demon Sect should choose?”

Bang!

An Elder seated close to the main seat slammed the table and said:

"Damn! Whatever the Northern Border Demon Dragon is, daring to provoke our Heart Demon Sect, we should just fuck it up!”

"Third Elder, with your tiny frame, rushing over there, you might not even be enough to fill the gaps between their teeth,” another Elder with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks couldn’t help but make fun.

The Third Elder’s eyes bulged like brass bells.

He had already rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight right there.

Nangong Yue facepalmed. Her gaze shifted to the Second Elder.

The Second Elder was a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar in white, handsome, composed, and well-mannered.

Nangong Yue asked, “I wonder what Elder Qingchan thinks?”

"Hasn’t the Sect Master already made a decision?” The Second Elder gently stroked the long beard under his jaw and replied with a smile.

Clearly, this was not the answer Nangong Yue wanted. Seeing the woman’s sullen face, the Second Elder didn’t dare to tease further, quickly adding, “If the Sect Master is unsure, just put it to a vote. There are thirteen of us here, one person one vote, no abstentions allowed, a show of hands will make the decision.”

"Good!” Nangong Yue nodded in satisfaction.

"Then, who agrees and who objects?” Nangong Yue said, “Those who oppose, raise your hands!”

Three Elders hesitantly raised their hands, but when they saw Nangong Yue’s stern glance sweeping over, coupled with thinking about her tactics.

Nangong Yue might not be a match for the Demon Dragon, but making them wear small shoes was very easy. These Elders shivered, a smile forced on their faces, and promptly put their hands down again.

"Hahaha!” Nangong Yue was clearly very satisfied with the result, clapped her hands and made a decision, “Since all Elders have supported generously, then it’s decided!”

"Second Elder, Sixth Elder she called out a few names, “You will accompany me to Skull Plain.”

Then she pointed at the bald Third Elder and the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeked Fifth Elder, saying, “You two, just in case, go to Baihua County and capture some important people as leverage!”

"As commanded!” The Elders felt helpless.

But at this point, they could only agree half-heartedly for the time being.

…

After roughly assigning the tasks.

Nangong Yue left the sect in a hurry, heading to Wulian State among the Changyue Thirteen States.

Wulian State is located at the southernmost end of the Changyue region, close to Central State, featuring a vast plain. However, because most of the plain is filled with rotten swamps and miasma-laden primeval forests, the population of this state is not very large, but its rich cultivation resources still attract a group of Martial Artists.

In an inconspicuous primeval forest in Wulian State.

Nangong Yue felt the purple-red copper plate hanging on her wrist getting slightly warm, so she stopped, standing on a large rock and looking forward.

The surrounding area was a dense forest, any random tree having a diameter of four to five meters. Massive roots bulged outwards, almost splitting the entire land open, covered with a thick layer of moss. An overwhelmingly vibrant life force rushed forth, but oddly, there were almost no sounds of insects or birds, thus making it appear somewhat eerie.

In front of Nangong Yue was a rock several tens of meters high.

It too was covered with moss and dead ivy.

In the forest, it was rather ordinary.

But it seemed to sense Nangong Yue’s arrival; the rock first cracked, then a coarse stone face emerged, overlooking her from its high position.

Seeing the stone face.

Nangong Yue’s expression turned extremely respectful.

She quickly bent over to pay respects, saying, “Junior Nangong Yue, greets Great Saint Tong Shan!”

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