One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 536: Chapter 442: Iron Fist Education, Crumbling Apart_2

Lilith probably didn’t remember what had happened before, yet the current situation was somewhat abnormal.

Su Heng’s brows furrowed slightly.

"Do you still remember where you come from?” he asked again.

This time, a look of confusion appeared on Lilith’s face.

Su Heng changed the question, he stretched out his hand pointing at himself, “Then do you remember who I am?”

Lilith stared into Su Heng’s eyes, first stunned, then broke out into a smile. Although Su Heng had deliberately held back during their exchange, the power that he unleashed effortlessly was still immensely strong. Two of Lilith’s teeth were knocked out in the process; now revealing a gap-toothed smile, combined with her dust-covered face, she looked somewhat comical in her dishevelment.

...

"I remember you

"Father?”

"You created me.” Lilith explained.

"In a sense, that’s correct.” An unexpected reply, but a slight smile still appeared on Su Heng’s face. Although the former Lilith had died by his hand, it was exactly for this reason, with the help of radiation and the power of the Seed of Destruction, a new, more talented Lilith was able to be born.

And also…

Perhaps it was because of the radiation.

Lilith’s once golden hair had turned blood-red, and the fake benevolence on her face had transformed into a genuine, bloodthirsty mania.

Under Su Heng’s tutelage, the reborn her was more fitting than ever for the title of Blood Queen.

However, her current power still fell short, the blessings of the Blood Realm, combat experience, and her past cultivation… all vanished with Lilith’s rebirth.

But precisely because of this.

Lilith, turned back into uncarved jade, was now able to fully unleash her innate talent.

"Can you stand up?”

"I can.” Lilith answered, first bending her knees, then slowly standing up.

The thick blood that had soaked into the ground was also drawn back into Lilith’s body like a living thing, and her wounds healed at a visible rate.

Lilith looked at Su Heng with a gaze filled with awe and admiration, “Even wounds and blood, I will take them as blessings.”

Su Heng folded his arms across his chest, saying, “Suit yourself.”

"However, since you are willing to call me ‘father’, then I should also take on some responsibilities.”

Snap!

He snapped his fingers.

With a streak of dark light flashing before his eyes, General Shi Teng of the heavenly army appeared before them.

"My lord, did you summon me?” Shi Teng knelt on one knee in front of Su Heng. Having made rapid progress in cultivating the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill, he was utterly loyal to Su Heng.

"In the coming time, she will be handed over to you for training.”

"No problem.”

Shi Teng immediately nodded in agreement.

He had a prior agreement with Su Heng, and naturally, he was glad to do something for Su Heng at this time.

But when his gaze fell on Lilith, Shi Teng couldn’t help but be taken aback. Although the girl looked disheveled, the aura emanating from her was incredibly vigorous. In the subtleties, he even felt a sense of threat coming from her. When Lilith felt Shi Teng’s gaze, she responded with a big smile, then looked with great interest at her new mentor.

Su Heng clapped his hands.

For him, this matter with Lilith was only an interlude.

Although he was prepared, the fact that the other party could awaken from such a state was somewhat beyond Su Heng’s expectations.

Such tenacious life force must belong to her inherent bloodline or a special constitution. And the person who created Lilith behind the scenes aroused even more curiosity in Su Heng’s mind.

As well as the bloodline talent within Lilith.

If it could be successfully deciphered and copied, even if only in part, it would be a massive boost for the forces under Su Heng’s command.

However, after obtaining the Spirit Void Dao Wood, Su Heng would need to focus on his own cultivation for the next while.

These matters would have to be silently observed for the time being.

He instructed Li Hongxiu to keep a close watch on Lilith for the next period.

Then he returned to an underground chamber excavated within the Blood Realm to continue his secluded research, studying the recently acquired Spirit Void Dao Wood and finding ways to enhance his spiritual power.

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Meanwhile, in Central State, at Taihe Palace.

As the sun set, Taihe Palace was shrouded in darkness, the only light coming from a few fire basins placed upon the Coiled Dragon Pillars.

In the empty hall, a dark red light flickers. Looking up, one can vaguely see the huge dragon heads on the pillars, overlooking from above, their eyes opened like those of monsters, reflecting a layer of blood-red light.

Thud!

Thud!

Crisp footsteps come from the long corridor outside.

From the depths of the darkness, first comes a rustling whisper, followed by a hissing friction, as if countless tiny venomous snakes are slithering away on the smooth floor.

Creak!

The ancient door opens amidst a grating sound.

In the blood-colored moonlight, Ji Huaxi’s silhouette casts a long shadow.

She first smells the thick aroma of medicinal herbs lingering in Taihe Palace, then, coughing lightly twice, frowns and walks forward.

Upon reaching the center of the great hall.

Ji Huaxi stops and looks up.

Her exquisite and extravagant face bathes in the dark red firelight, showing worry as she sees the enormous figure sitting on the Dragon Chair.

"You’re back,” the Third Prince initiates conversation, his voice deep.

"Mhm.”

Ji Huaxi nods.

During her time in the Blood Realm.

She originally had many things she wanted to discuss with Ji Xuance.

But when they met again, although only separated for a few months, it felt like an eternity had passed.

Ji Huaxi looks up at her brother, feeling a sense of strangeness emanating from him.

Ji Huaxi purses her lips, her face filled with worry, speaks proactively, “Your condition doesn’t seem very good, are you injured?”

"I encountered some unexpected events in the Mythical Battlefield, but it’s nothing serious.”

"Now that I’m back, there’s no need to take such risks like you currently do.” Ji Huaxi’s voice becomes gentler.

"Is that so?”

Ji Xuance gives a cold smile.

He does not appear overly touched or happy about the Princess’s return.

"I’ve had some insights in my recent cultivation. Father’s Magic Method, I have also realized and entered its door to some extent. With this, I should be able to share much of your burden, so don’t push yourself too hard. Focus on your cultivation, and if there’s any difficulty, you can discuss it with me.”

Ji Huaxi pauses, lowers her head to look at the polished brass floor, her voice as soft as feathers, “Now it’s just the two of us left, you need to take care of yourself.”

Ji Xuance, now as Emperor Zhou Yuan, looks down at her from his elevated position, just silent, without an answer.

"Ah!”

Ji Huaxi sighs softly.

She doesn’t say much more, simply nods to him slightly, then turns and leaves.

"Wah!”

As Ji Huaxi’s footsteps grow fainter,

Ji Xuance can no longer bear it, opens his mouth, and a gush of foul, dark blood suddenly sprays out.

The thick blood flows down his chest, spills over the Dragon Chair, and onto the platform beneath his feet. Especially with a hissing corrosive sound within, one can vaguely see many small, finger-sized black worms wriggling.

Bang!

Ji Xuance abruptly lifts his leg, crushing the worms to pieces.

Within the tangible shadows, Ji Xuance looks up at the moon hanging high outside, but his expression turns extremely ugly.

Failure!

Even with the reliance on the remains of the Destruction Power and using the Secret Technique, he still failed to ascend to that realm and instead injured his Origin.

If not for some fallbacks left by Emperor Wu that allowed him to mobilize some Dragon Qi to protect his body, he would have exposed himself in front of Ji Huaxi just now!

"Sss

In the empty hall, Ji Xuance sits alone on the Dragon Chair.

His countenance is somber, his expression increasingly maniacal. As the muscles in his arms tighten, a grating metallic deformation sound emanates from the armrest.

"Huff!”

Ji Xuance, like a wild beast with heavy breaths, exhales a turbid breath.

"If only father had left that Phoenix corpse for me, I would not have had to resort to such means!” Ji Xuance mutters, his voice squeezed from between clenched teeth, his bitterness towards Ji Huaxi evident.

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