One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 444: Chapter 368: Foolproof Plan, Palu Golden Crow

"What is this?” Su Heng raised an eyebrow and reached out to take it.

The pearl felt heavy and solid in his hand, its surface pitch black while the inside flickered with fragmentary silver light.

"This is the Thunder Drawing Pearl,” Ming Daoist said calmly. “It is a Chaos Divine Artifact born from the heavens, capable of controlling Thunder Technique. It was originally my trump card for combating the Heavenly Tribulation, but now that I have an ally to assist, its importance has diminished.”

As the saying goes, if you have doubts about someone, don’t employ them; if you employ someone, don’t doubt them.

Since Ming Daoist had reached an agreement with Su Heng, she no longer planned to invest much effort in preparing other plans.

She gifted the Thunder Drawing Pearl to Su Heng. After some thought, he chose not to reject it.

The quality of the Thunder Drawing Pearl might not rival that of the Seed of Destruction, but it was slightly better than the Plague God Seal he had obtained from King Dingxuan.

The applications of a Chaos Divine Artifact were boundless, and it could indeed benefit Su Heng’s cultivation.

Su Heng accepted the Thunder Drawing Pearl and took his leave.

…

After leaving the monastery.

Su Heng did not return to the Demon Suppression Tower to continue his cultivation, but instead left Baihua County.

Considering the possibility of Ming Daoist’s tribulation attracting unwanted attention, he speculated that some with malicious intent might take the opportunity to act irrationally in Baihua County.

To be on the safe side, it was necessary for Su Heng to prepare in advance.

Although Little Golden Crow was not weak, its methods were overly simplistic and easily targeted by enemies on the one hand;

On the other, since Little Golden Crow had only hatched not too long ago and still possessed a childlike nature, it seemed to Su Heng an unreliable candidate for a heavy responsibility.

Su Heng used his Divine Skills and headed for North Yue State.

This was King Qingyang’s fief.

In a flower garden.

King Qingyang was wearing a black Daoist robe and practicing a slow set of fist techniques on the lawn that, to Su Heng’s eye, bore a hint of Tai Chi.

His Spiritual Power and energy were all restrained within.

However, as he executed the punches.

Gusts of wind began to Condensation together.

Like white ribbons, they raced across the lawn, sweeping up dead branches and fallen leaves.

Finally, as King Qingyang took a deep breath, raised his hands at shoulder level, and lifted them, a mass of brown leaves instantly gathered above him, forming a sphere roughly ten meters in diameter.

Bang!

A dull thud sounded.

The globe exploded, and countless leaves scattered in all directions.

Ripples immediately formed on the earth below, and the surrounding flowers and trees rustled.

Clap clap clap! Su Heng appeared not far away. Watching the scene unfold, he couldn’t help but applaud, “Having not met for just a few days, I didn’t expect the Heavenly King to have made progress in his cultivation; congratulations.”

Su Heng said, “You must be not far from a breakthrough to the Heavenly Awakening Realm.”

King Qingyang slightly lowered his arms in a circular motion.

The energy around him calmed, and he gave Su Heng a slight fist salute with a smile, “The further one progresses in cultivation, the more it feels like facing an abyss or walking on thin ice. Sometimes just an inch off can lead to being miles astray in the end.”

King Qingyang had gained insights, and after pouring a cup of tea, he shared many realizations with Su Heng.

After some conversation, King Qingyang asked, “May I know the reason for your visit?”

Su Heng did not hide anything, and recounted Ming Daoist’s situation to King Qingyang.

Although the Heavenly King’s reach was vast, it seemed this matter had not caught his attention.

"I had not expected that the Princess from the Great Yue Dynasty a thousand years ago was still alive,” King Qingyang remarked, “Indeed, she is a legendary figure.”

"I have promised to be her protector during her tribulation. I just fear that there might be individuals with ill intentions during that time, which is why I’ve come to seek your assistance,” Su Heng revealed his intent.

King Qingyang readily agreed, “It’s a trifle matter.”

The two of them hit it off, as their characters meshed well, and also because Su Heng had previously helped King Qingyang recover from his injuries in North Yue State.

King Qingyang indeed owed favors, and saw helping as a perfect opportunity to make amends.

"Very well!” Su Heng nodded; given his sensitive identity and propensity to stir turmoil, it was not suitable for him to linger. After briefly discussing details with King Qingyang, Su Heng prepared to leave.

At that moment, King Qingyang suddenly said, “Hold on!”

"Do you have another matter to address, Heavenly King?” Su Heng stopped, looking surprised.

"I have a Magic Formula that allows for long-distance communication and message exchange,” King Qingyang said, “In the future, if there’s any news to convey, just transmit it directly to me, so it won’t be as troublesome as now.”

"That would certainly be much more convenient,” Su Heng nodded, remembering the content of the Magic Formula.

This formula was somewhat like Meng Huan’s Flying Sword Transmission.

Which was only to be expected.

If Meng Huan, a mere Earth Immortal, could create multiple scabbards for message transmission, it was only normal.

While King Qingyang, an old Heavenly King, not having such means would be strange.

After exchanging contact information, there was nothing else to discuss.

Su Heng took his leave.

…

Back at the Demon Suppression Tower.

Su Heng began refining the Active Metal.

Active Metal is extracted from Dead Iron, and after defeating Simmons, the Ark Battleship of the Demon Descendants also became part of Su Heng’s collection.

Its Armor was forged from Dead Iron, so he was not lacking in raw materials. The crucial part was the method of smelting, which required extremely high-temperature flames and a delicate manipulation of the smelting process, making it a time-consuming and labor-intensive task.

Su Heng only tried a little on the remains of the Armor and soon felt a headache, unwilling to waste his precious time on such tedious work.

But at the sight before him…

Other than him,

Only Little Golden Crow could do this.

But Golden Crow’s nature is habitually lazy, and even if Su Heng wanted to make it work, he needed to use his brain.

Su Heng’s perception spread out a little, scanning the surroundings of Baihua County, and quickly found Little Golden Crow, who was currently on Canglong Mountain, snoozing on Qiong Qi’s head.

There was even a sunshade umbrella beside it.

In front of it was a lake with gentle ripples, and several fishing rods were placed along the shore.

Bored, Qiong Qi sat on the ground, with a butterfly with pink and white wings perching on its nose. As the wings flapped, some fine dust was accidentally inhaled into Qiong Qi’s nostrils.

Qiong Qi immediately felt an itch in its nose and couldn’t help but want to yawn. However, thinking of Little Golden Crow sleeping soundly on its head, and afraid of waking up the boss, Qiong Qi could only forcefully suppress it. This awkward sensation made Qiong Qi’s eyes tear up, becoming damp.

At this moment—

Whoosh!

With a flash of dark light and a gust of wind,

Su Heng’s tall figure blocked the sunlight, suddenly appearing in front of Qiong Qi.

Having seen too many demons die at Su Heng’s hands, Qiong Qi’s fear of Su Heng was deep in its bones.

The Great Demon King suddenly appearing like this, without any mental preparation, caused Qiong Qi to falter.

"Achoo!”

Unable to hold back, it sprayed droplets everywhere.

Although they were all stopped mid-air by Su Heng’s gravity barrier, Qiong Qi still felt a chill in its heart.

The Little Golden Crow sleeping on Qiong Qi’s head didn’t have time to react either, its plump, ball-like body rolling straight to the ground with a “plop,” and its fatty flesh bounced twice. A silly feather stood on top of Little Golden Crow’s head, and its two blood-red eyes looked as if flames were burning within.

It struggled to get up from the ground, then clenched its wings into fists.

Staring at Qiong Qi, it croaked twice.

This meantLittle bro, what’s going on with you? Are you trying to seize power?!”

With one sneeze, Qiong Qi had offended both superiors above its head. This was indeed a “the sky is falling” situation.

But because it had exerted too much force just now, resulting in a dislocated jaw, it could only whimper without being able to speak, desperately rolling around in circles on the ground.

Golden Crow:

Su Heng:

This Qiong Qi seemed to be not very bright.

Little Golden Crow waved its wings, meaning to say, “I’ll let you off this time, but don’t let it happen again.”

Looking up at Su Heng, seeing a thoughtful frown on his face, Little Golden Crow immediately felt something was amiss.

"Ah!” Su Heng sighed, addressing Golden Crow with the tone of an experienced elder, “You spend your days idly, frolicking around, truly wasting your talents. Where’s the majesty befitting a Divine Beast?”

Hearing what Su Heng said, the child-hearted Golden Crow immediately got a bit rebellious.

It took a deep breath, trying hard to lift its fat body toward its chest. But it failed to hold it, and the fat rolled down again, drowning all three of its bird legs.

"Quack… quack… quack!”

Embarrassed, Golden Crow scratched its head, realizing it truly might have gained a little weight recently.

Seeing Little Golden Crow’s expression, Su Heng was inwardly delighted.

Knowing half of his plan had succeeded.

He added fuel to the fire.

Continuing to speak, “Although I’m not your father, I was the one who helped hatch you from a dead egg. Since I’ve inherited the legacy of a Golden Crow, I should assume the responsibility of teaching you.”

Hearing this, Golden Crow was moved.

But upon careful reflection, it felt something was off.

Why bring this up now and not earlier or later?

Su Heng did not leave Little Golden Crow any time to think further, and as his voice fell, a narrow crack suddenly appeared in front of them. A scarlet glow emanated from within, seemingly a vast blood-red plain.

Su Heng turned and walked into the crack. Little Golden Crow scratched its head, hesitated for a moment, then followed Su Heng into it with a “plop, plop.”

Inside the plain was barren.

In the distance, there seemed to be a large mountain, but it was shrouded in mist and unclear.

Then, Su Heng took out a fist-sized black metal from his bosom, handed it to Golden Crow, and said, “You can try using the Golden Crow True Fire to refine these metals.”

COMMENT

2 comment

Vote

3 left

SEND GIFT

2

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!