One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 453: Chapter 377: The Great City of Martial Arts, The Hidden Location

After dealing with Mo Gang, Zong Wenlang had already run thousands of meters away.

However, such a distance, in front of the Heavenly King, was practically no different from a few steps.

He sensed Mo Gang’s energy rapidly declining behind him, his face filled with shock.

Previously, although King Qingyang was strong, as a Dharma Phase Realm cultivator, there should have been some room for struggle. Yet, he was disposed of after just a brief confrontation. Clearly, following the Dragon Abyss incident, King Qingyang must have gained significant benefits, with noticeable advances in his strength, perhaps even nearing the Heavenly Awakening Realm.

Zong Wenlang saw a flicker of blue light on the edge of the sky, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, knowing he was locked by King Qingyang’s energy.

There was no more chance to escape.

He clenched his teeth.

Twisting his waist in mid-air, black energy swirling around him.

Roar!

Accompanied by a roaring sound.

A pitch-black ape-shaped Dharma Phase emerged, arms crossed in a defensive posture.

Swoosh!

King Qingyang, high above.

Stretched out a finger, gently pointing forward.

In the sky, a blue-tinted fiery cloud formed, from which a spinning flame long spear descended.

The spear, moving incredibly fast, pierced through the void, reaching its target in the blink of an eye.

There were disparities between Dharma Phases.

The hastily condensed ape-shaped Dharma Phase of Zong Wenlang.

Before the fiery spear, it was as fragile as a piece of paper, easily penetrated front and back, followed by Zong Wenlang’s body.

With a gentle tremble of the spear shaft, Zong Wenlang was impaled through the chest, pinned to the ground.

He wanted to struggle, but the power contained in the spear exploded outward. Zong Wenlang felt his internal organs burning terribly, pain washing over him like a tide, and he lost consciousness.

"Ha, done,” King Qingyang dusted off his hands, then reached forward to grab.

He picked up the blood-soaked body of Zong Wenlang and threw it together with Mo Gang.

The battle ended all too quickly.

So much so that although it took place in a bustling area of the city, only a few people noticed and didn’t find it unusual.

King Qingyang scanned around him.

He didn’t see any uninvited guests anymore, but the city gave him an eye-opening experience.

Martial Artists bustling through the streets, various precious Martial Arts Steles engraved in the squares.

A gigantic exotic beast roared loudly in the street, then surprisingly spoke in human language, saying, “Make way.”

People around parted like the tide, and the giant lion-like beast swaggered off, vanishing around the corner of the street. On both sides of the road was a thriving business district, filled with food from various regions, clothing, and also theaters and libraries open to the public for free.

King Qingyang, standing amidst it.

Felt a vibrant vitality emanating from every direction.

While its architecture couldn’t compare to some of the major cities in Central State, the Martial Arts and cultural atmosphere was even richer.

Whoosh!

A sound of air tearing.

King Qingyang turned around to see the burly figure of Su Heng descending from the sky.

He instantly saw the two lying at King Qingyang’s feet, Su Heng exclaimed, “Didn’t expect actual troublemakers to show up.”

Su Heng cupped his fist towards King Qingyang, “Thank you for the help, Heavenly King.”

"Haha, it was nothing.” King Qingyang waved his hand, saying, “Rather, the city under your jurisdiction has truly broadened my horizons, quite astonish.”

"It’s not just my own achievement,” Su Heng laughed, stating the fact.

Most of Su Heng’s time was spent in cultivation.

Regarding the governance of the city, he merely proposed a general concept.

It was Li Hongxiu, Qin Shunying, Wang Xindong, and others who really executed and refined these ideas into perfection.

King Qingyang humbly asked for advice, discussing the schemes of city governance with Su Heng. Su Heng briefly shared some of his own conclusions with King Qingyang, who nodded continuously, his face showing admiration.

"Listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books,” praised King Qingyang, “This has truly been an enriching experience.”

"You flatter me,” laughed Su Heng.

Since King Qingyang was already exposed, it was not suitable for him to stay long in Baihua County.

After briefly touching upon the previous topic, King Qingyang bid his farewell and left.

…

Su Heng tossed the two Elders from the Heart Demon Sect into the Flesh Furnace.

Their fate thereafter.

Would depend on how they performed upon awakening.

Su Heng briefly arranged the accommodations and subsequent tasks for Nangong Yue, Tong Shan Great Saint, and others, then returned to the Demon Suppression Tower.

However, he did not continue to study the cultivation and transplantation of the Demon Bloodline Organ, nor did he rush to refine the Undying Fruit of the Ming Daoist.

Instead, he sat on his bronze throne, deep in thought.

Li Hongxiu finished her cultivation.

She returned to Su Heng’s side.

Assuming the role of a Maid, she placed a cup of tea next to Su Heng and lightly drifted away.

After practicing for a while with the Ming Daoist, her strength had improved significantly, already touching the threshold of Heavenly Deceit. Moreover, walking without making a sound, combined with the dim and deep environment of the Demon Suppression Tower, made her appear just like a ghost.

But people inside the Demon Suppression Tower were already used to her, so there was no worry about scaring anyone.

Su Heng sipped his tea.

Then, he took out a black sword scabbard from his bosom, squinting his eyes, pouring some of his power into it.

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Meanwhile.

In a desolate wilderness in the Changyue Thirteen States.

Solban stood atop a cliff, below which a rapidly flowing river created a loud, rumbling sound.

He was pondering how to enter the secret vault of Wanliu Manor, when suddenly he felt a slight tremor from his waist.

Solban’s expression changed slightly.

He quickly unbuckled the sword scabbard hanging from his waist and carefully examined it in front of his eyes.

A faint grey text suddenly appeared on it.

It was a message from Su Heng.

Solban thought for a moment, briefly summarized his recent experiences, and silently recited a mnemonic. He then channeled his strength and sent it toward Su Heng’s direction.

Before long, another message from Su Heng came through.

The content was simple, mainly warning that times might be tumultuous, advising him to stay safe.

If things became too difficult,

He could temporarily put aside his current tasks.

Once Su Heng resolved the matters at the Mythical Battlefield, he could turn back to deal with the current situation without it being too late.

Solban thought about it and decided not to give up just yet. Although Su Heng was powerful, there were endless crises in Changyue Heaven, and before the arrival of the Mythical Battlefield, any means to enhance one’s strength should be sought after as much as possible.

He organized his thoughts and sent them back, then reattached the scabbard to his waist.

Solban then pulled two objects from his chest.

One was a ring.

It was a secret treasure obtained from Dragon Abyss, containing a not-so-small storage space inside.

If there were gains to be made in the manor’s secret stash, he could use this ring to transport the items back in one trip without wasting time.

The other item

Was a token that Su Heng had gotten from Liu Wenhuan.

This token was forged from an extremely rare “Sun Iron Essence.”

Normally, its divine light was subtle, and aside from being noticeably heavy, it did not differ much from other metals.

But now…

Standing on this mountain cliff, Solban could clearly feel waves of heat emitting from this token.

And a continuous piercing pain as if entering his marrow was emanating from it.

This was the effect of the suppression of cell activity in his body.

Solban’s expression grew stern.

"It seems I’ve finally found the right place.” Liu Wenhuan had relayed to Su Heng the records regarding the location of the stash from his memory.

But these records didn’t point to a specific place; instead, they consisted of numerous images, inscriptions, solutions, etc., and were mostly mixed with powers from Changyue Heaven, so their locations continuously shifted.

Even with a clear map and solution,

Finding the location of the secret stash would not be an easy task.

After much effort,

Solban managed to rule out the possible locations one by one and found the true location of the treasure.

"Since that’s the case, there’s no time to delay, I must act swiftly!” Solban steeled his resolve.

He placed the token inside the ring and put the ring on his own hand.

He sprinted forward and with a vigorous leap, a strong sensation of weightlessness accompanied him as Solban’s streamlined body plunged into the rushing river.

He quickly dived deeper, and soon at the icy riverbottom, he discovered a hidden cave from which wisps of Changyue Heaven’s aura were continuously emanating.

Solban was about to enter to explore further.

But just then…

A blazing warmth brushed against his heart.

He reached out and grabbed a necklace from around his neck, within which a drop of crimson blood was sealed in an amber crystal.

This blood came from Su Heng, encapsulating the full force of Su Heng’s normal strike.

This droplet of blood was usually stable.

But now, it had autonomously revived, as if sensing something.

Solban found it odd but didn’t overthink it, guessing it was related to the recent message from Su Heng or perhaps stimulated by the forces of Changyue Heaven.

He gripped the necklace tightly,

And the light inside dimmed as the seal was reinforced.

Looking at the narrow, nearly imperceptible entrance to the cave, Solban no longer hesitated.

With a slight sway of his body, he squeezed into the slit between the rocks.

Swish!

Shortly after Solban’s departure.

On the cliff where he had been standing, a chilling cold wind swept through.

A massive figure appeared above, draped in tattered Exotic Beast Armor, with rotting flesh as if a walking corpse.

This figure was none other than King Dingxuan.

One day, while in Dragon Abyss, Su Heng had sensed King Dingxuan’s presence.

However, until the end, King Dingxuan had not made a move and decisively left due to the urgent situation in Dragon Abyss, and Su Heng had chosen not to pursue.

And now, King Dingxuan reappeared in Changyue.

However, his current aura was vastly decayed, and his facial expression slightly blank.

Even if he appeared before Su Heng again,

Su Heng might not recognize him at first glance.

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