One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 457: Chapter 380: The Feast is Imminent, Ravenous Hunger

"A wise choice.” Su Heng’s lips curled up in a smile as he gave a slight nod.

Swoosh!

He formed his fingers into a sword shape and thrust forward.

Zhao Sheng only felt a slight pain on the left side of his chest.

Before he could even realize what happened, Su Heng had already withdrawn his fingers.

Zhao Sheng looked down and saw no new wound on his body, instead, a cold sensation spread mistily within his chest cavity. The internal injuries caused by the collapse of his Dharma Phase began to heal rapidly. Although there was still some dull pain, at least it was no longer a big hindrance to his movements.

Zhao Sheng immediately knew this was a sophisticated healing technique, which probably included some prohibitions.

But Zhao Sheng didn’t care.

This creature’s strength was indeed unexpected.

Even with his current strength, he saw no hope or possibility of struggle.

Su Heng considered Zhao Sheng merely a casual move in his strategy of subduing the three great Demon Sects. Once satisfied with his conquests, Su Heng no longer paid him any attention.

Swoosh!

He turned around and took a step forward.

With a gust of wind under his feet, Su Heng’s figure suddenly vanished.

…

Not far from the Vajra Sect, atop a mountain peak.

Su Heng appeared here, and before long, Zhao Sheng also arrived behind him.

He was somewhat surprised.

He didn’t know why Su Heng had suddenly stopped in this place.

This place looked ordinary, with nothing special in the surroundings.

Then he saw Su Heng look up toward the other side of the peak.

There, in the crevice of the rocks, grew a lush pine tree, and below was a deep green spring. Beside the spring were a stone table and teaware – the scene had been empty until, with a glance from Su Heng…

Plop!

A droplet of dew fell from the pine needle into the lake.

Ripples spread at the same time, and a slender figure in a Daoist robe, with graying hair and holding a horsetail whisk, also appeared in front of Su Heng.

Su Heng hadn’t yet recognized who this elderly person was.

He then heard Zhao Sheng from behind inhaling sharply, “Beiyue King!”

As the Sect Master of the Demon Sect, before encountering Su Heng, Zhao Sheng was a lawless figure in Linjiang area.

However, there were a few people he dared not provoke, and unfortunately, this old man was one of them. Not only because he was an Emperor of the Dynasty but also because he was one of the few Heavenly Awakening powerhouses in the entire empire.

As for whether he was from the Sealing Heaven Realm.

Since the Beiyue King had rarely engaged in combat in recent years, Zhao Sheng really didn’t know.

The three great Demon Sects of Jiang Er might sound imposing.

But their existence was predicated on Beiyue King focusing on his cultivation and seldom handling mundane affairs.

Even over a hundred years ago, when the Heart Demon Sect was most unrestrained, and the court had personally sent forces to suppress them, Beiyue King had not intervened.

Because at that level of cultivation, being titled an Emperor didn’t mean being governed by the Dynasty, but rather that your power was so great that even the Dynasty couldn’t easily contend with it.

Both sides would step back.

The Emperor could obtain resources from the Dynasty and outwardly did not oppose the rule of the Dynasty.

As for the Dynasty commanding the Emperor, that was not an easy matter.

It first required a massive amount of resources.

Secondly, it depended on whether the other party was willing to comply.

Beiyue King had been out of public view for so long that Zhao Sheng had almost forgotten about him.

Seeing him suddenly appear was a shock to Zhao Sheng, causing him to recall the days of fear.

He subconsciously shuddered and silently shifted his feet, hiding in the shadow cast by Su Heng’s broad shoulders.

Beiyue King seemed also taken aback that Su Heng could discern his presence, appearing somewhat embarrassed.

Yet his cultivation was extraordinary.

With a light flick of the horsetail whisk in his hand, the Daoist charm enveloped Beiyue King.

"I have long heard of the great name of the Demon Dragon, and seeing it with my own eyes now, it truly lives up to its reputation, indeed formidable.” Beiyue King spoke with a gentle smile on his face, initiating the conversation.

"I thought the Emperor was waiting here to stop me,” Su Heng chuckled, “It seems I was overthinking.”

"Not at all, I have passed the age of competing for superiority,” the smile on Beiyue King’s face did not change, but his words seemed to carry hidden meanings.

"Does the Emperor have any other matters?” Su Heng asked.

Beiyue King shook his head with a smile.

He was here merely to observe, with no intention of taking action on behalf of the three major Demon Sects.

Su Heng felt slightly embarrassed after being recognized by Northern Border Demon Dragon with just one glance, and the conversation between them was not going well, so the Northern Border Demon Dragon didn’t stay any longer.

With a light flick of the horsetail whisk on his arm, another ripple spread across the lake, and the Northern Border Demon Dragon’s body transformed into a clear mist and disappeared in front of Su Heng.

"Heavenly Awakening Realm… Tsk tsk!”

Su Heng’s brow furrowed slightly, and his expression was a bit gloomy.

He actually quite wanted to test what level the Heavenly Awakening Realm really was.

However, even if they had fought, with his current methods, he mostly wouldn’t be able to stop the opponent.

Previously, the Northern Border Demon Dragon took a step and in just a blink, Su Heng was already unable to track his movements; this technique of crossing the void indeed had some merit.

"Northern Border Demon Dragon has stepped into the Heavenly Awakening Domain hundreds of years ago, and has been traveling in the Realm of Eternal Life these years, most likely reaping no small gains,” said Zhao Sheng from behind Su Heng, with a thoughtful tone, “Even among those in the Heavenly Awakening Realm, Northern Border Demon Dragon is probably not among the weak ones.”

"Is that so?”

Su Heng nodded slightly and then disappeared from the mountain peak.

Zhao Sheng looked around, and seeing Su Heng suddenly disappear, his heart throbbed, and he hurriedly followed.

The breeze blew.

Only a cloud pine was left gently swaying on the summit.

…

Back at Demon Suppression Tower.

With help from Ming Daoist, Su Heng spent some time and temporarily settled the three captured members of the Demon Sect.

Those willing to submit were implanted with restrictions and sent to Skull Plain and the Jiangbei region.

As for the remaining few who swore to never surrender, they continued to be held in the Flesh Furnace, undergoing forced brainwashing and corruption.

In fact.

The high ranks of the three Demon Sects were all captured by Su Heng.

With orders passed from top to bottom, added to Su Heng’s absolute martial power and Ming Daoist’s increasingly profound Spiritual Cultivation, the whole process wasn’t difficult.

No matter what he intended to do, people were the foundation. With the fresh blood voluntarily provided by the three Demon Sects, Su Heng’s plan to build the “Original Dragon Guards” was finally able to be scheduled, progressing smoothly into the final phase.

Swoosh!

With a slight stir of Su Heng’s mind.

A narrow crack suddenly opened before him, leading to another space inside the Flesh Furnace.

The space inside was narrow, damp, and stifling, the ground covered with a thick layer of fungal mats, and the walls adorned with a layer of semifluid translucent mucus. From deep within came a strange “gurgling” noise. Along the raised tentacles on the ground, Su Heng moved forward. In the depths of the room lay a gigantic semi-translucent incubation sac resembling a huge toad.

Through the gelatinous outer shell, one could see a dark red liquid inside, and vaguely make out some remnants of the Demon Descendants floating within.

The diameter of the Corruption Sack was approximately eight meters.

It was forged by Su Heng using Dragon Blood, Authority of the Seed of Destruction, remnants of the Demon Descendants, and over ten types of auxiliary Demon Corpses.

The principle was to continuously extract the bloodline of the Demon Descendants, utilizing the Authority of the Seed of Destruction, along with a large supply of nutrients provided, to continuously cultivate and split within the incubation sac. Finally, combining it with Dragon Blood to form a perfect “Genetic Gland” containing all the bloodline information.

In the plan formulated by Su Heng.

As long as this seed was implanted into a human Martial Artist,

The human Martial Artist would undergo a second development in the period that followed, successfully growing twelve types of enhanced organs such as grey meningeal membrane, Pebble Kidney, and Destruction Furnace. During this process, the Genetic Gland would also grow and develop within the Martial Artist’s body, replicating a new gland seed.

Thus, one life begets two, two beget three, and three beget countless.

In a relatively short time, Su Heng would be able to muster a remarkably powerful army, to shine in the upcoming upheaval and protect a territory.

Apart from their own strengthening.

The equipment for the “Original Dragon Guards” also needed to be custom made.

Although the outer shell of the Ark Battleship had been refined by Little Golden Crow, Su Heng still had a substantial stock of Dead Iron.

This metal is quite hard and can isolate both physical Power and spiritual power to a certain extent, making it an extremely great material for crafting equipment.

But how these equipments should be crafted,

And the research on the remaining large-scale mechanical devices inside the Ark Battleship, among other things.

These were all problems that needed to be solved.

However, Su Heng’s energy was limited, and he didn’t plan to waste too much time here.

There were no shortage of capable people in this world, especially after wiping out the three major Demon Sects, and for a time Su Heng was the talk of the town within the Great Zhou Dynasty. With a large number of Martial Artists attracted to the area, the previously desolate and remote Jiang Er Seven States region now teemed with talents. Su Heng delegated this issue to Wang Xindong and others to handle, letting them recruit personnel to forge equipment and gradually research and analyze the Demon Descendant’s machinery.

After arranging this matter, it was already more than half a month later.

Previously, Meng Huan predicted that in about half a year, the Mythical Battlefield would completely descend upon Skull Plain, and a great battle would be unavoidable by then.

However, now, as this time drew nearer, the commotion within the ruins of Dharma King Temple had gradually quieted down. It seemed that those Pillar Gods in the other facet of Blood Realm weren’t sure how to deal with Su Heng and slowed down their pace in developing the battlefield.

It could be said that,

With his own strength, Su Heng directly shifted the offensive and defensive situation between the two realms.

But no matter how much he delayed, the arrival of the Mythical Battlefield was inevitable, and war was unavoidable.

Even if those Pillar Gods gave up their attack, Su Heng had been preparing for this great battle for so long. Now feeling voraciously hungry and desperate, how could he let them go easily?

"A feast

Su Heng took a deep breath, slowly calming down his boiling emotions.

He locked himself in the deepest secret chamber of the Demon Suppression Tower.

Su Heng took out the Undying Fruit given by Ming Daoist, also placing in front of him a secret scripture from the Heart Demon Sect.

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