One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

The discussion among the immortal sect families this time unexpectedly erupted into conflicts, yet fortunately, the end result was favorable.

Huang Long was dealt with.

Su Heng did not continue to trouble the Lingxiao Sect and the Shang Family.

According to the previous agreement, the core members of these two forces could still leave. However, the numerous resources within the sect, the intricate network of peripheral disciple influences, and so on, must all be dissociated from their governance and control, restoring freedom.

As for the whereabouts of these scattered individuals afterward, it would be up to them to decide.

Some of them would opt to flee.

But others would stay.

Because under normal circumstances, the majority of resources are controlled by ancient families, immortal sects, and dynasties.

For ordinary cultivators, without any background,

Achieving success in the martial path is incredibly difficult, after all, not everyone possesses the talent and perseverance of Su Heng.

Thus, the Mythical Battlefield descended.

For these ordinary cultivators, it was both a calamity and an opportunity to rapidly accumulate resources and enhance their cultivation.

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And even the common folk and merchants on the streets knew that presently, the world was gradually becoming fraught with conflict. Moreover, with the intensified echo of Eternal Heaven, demons frequented the land, and even if one wanted to flee, where could one ultimately escape to? It might be better to stay here, as there might still be a chance to carve out a new world.

To tell the truth,

Armed with the Seed of Destruction and the hidden scriptures of the Tathagata,

With the current level of spirit cultivation Su Heng possessed, he could indeed, if he really decided to be ruthless, turn the upper echelons of both the Shang Family and the Lingxiao Sect into puppets serving him completely.

But this thought was just a fleeting one in Su Heng’s mind, which he then chose to abandon.

One reason was that it would be too time-consuming to implement, and it would also provoke panic and suspicion among other forces such as the Fiery Sun Sect and the Wuji Sword Sect.

As for the other reason...

It was simply that those useless fools weren’t worth Su Heng’s efforts.

"Sigh!"

Within Feng Mountain, a chill wind blew by.

The tree branches above lightly shook, and beneath the mottled shadows of the trees, several cherry-colored petals gently floated past.

Su Heng, hearing the footsteps coming from behind, turned around to see Meng Huan, clad in a black samurai robe, slowly walking towards him along the winding stone path of the mountain. He removed his hat from atop his head, casually placing it aside, a relaxed smile hanging on his face.

"It seems the matter was handled quite well," Su Heng nodded slightly, greeting him.

"The expert from the Jingming Sect was killed by you with one move; those people were almost terrified out of their wits, and of course, they cooperated quite well," Meng Huan laughed once, then continued, "You called me here this time, is there anything you need to arrange?"

The two recent incidents

Had subconsciously positioned Meng Huan in a lower rank.

Su Heng, however, was unconcerned by these superficial polite phrases. He asked, "Senior Meng Huan, do you happen to have heard of the Demon Descendants?"

"Demon Descendants? I have indeed heard about them," Meng Huan frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then answered, "In some remote areas of Zhongzhou, this race is occasionally seen. For some reason, the Demon Descendants harbor a deep hatred towards human Martial Artists, and if seen, they will almost always choose to launch an attack."

"Moreover, carrying an object from the Demon Descendants can be exchanged for a considerable number of resources from the Zhou Dynasty."

"Thus, in some places, there are people specifically hunting Demon Descendants."

"However, in recent centuries within the Zhou Dynasty, the number of Demon Descendants has been decreasing, and wanting to encounter one, you would have to rely on luck in Eternal Heaven."

"I see," Su Heng asked further, "Do you know the specific origin of the Demon Descendants, senior?"

"I’m not quite sure about that," Meng Huan shook his head, "Perhaps, like those demon gods, they also came through the fissures of the Mythical Battlefield from another world."

"Why suddenly ask about this?" Meng Huan’s eyes revealed a bit of curiosity.

"Previously in Jiangbei State, I encountered a statue of a Demon Descendant," Su Heng mentioned briefly but did not elaborate.

Luckily, Meng Huan did not delve further.

Su Heng thought that Huang Long could recognize the Divine Skills of the Demon Descendants, clearly indicating some deeper understanding of this race.

Unfortunately, at that time,

The situation was too urgent, and Su Heng could not afford to keep him for questioning.

A powerful individual in the realm of an Earth Immortal, once freed from Su Heng’s clutches and acting in anger, could bring unpredictable consequences.

That Su Heng could kill Huang Long in one move was actually relying on the Divine Skills of the Hundred-Eyed Giant, catching him off guard.

Otherwise, in normal combat,

Even if Su Heng could win, it wouldn’t be as effortless as before.

"Some Earth Immortal Realm powerhouses seem to have their own unique Spirit Secret Techniques, which can produce unexpected effects," Su Heng recalled the details of the previous battle and asked, "Like King Dingxuan’s Mystic Sky Divine Light, how can one master or obtain this Secret Technique?"

"Are you talking about Divine Skills?" Meng Huan revealed a knowing smile.

"Divine Skills?"

"Generally, the amplifications achieved by adjusting the qi and blood to stimulate bodily potential are called Secret Techniques. However, using spiritual power to connect with the Eternal Heaven and achieving a series of special effects are called Divine Skills."

"Of course, this is just a rough term; the distinction between the two isn’t particularly detailed."

Seeing Su Heng nod, Meng Huan continued, "Normally, there are two ways to master Divine Skills. The first method is through diligent study and hard cultivation, condensing a unique sigil within one’s own Spiritual Domain. The second method is through learning from demon corpses."

Meng Huan did not mention the method of plundering from divine statues.

However, considering the extremely demanding requirements of this method, which necessitate the use of the Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique and the Seed of Destruction,

The former is relatively feasible, as similar Divine Skills might be available in the bustling Central Plain. But the latter, a Divine Artifact that only occasionally emerges in Eternal Heaven, is truly a rare find.

It is therefore understandable that Meng Huan lacks knowledge of this particular method.

On the other hand, the second method mentioned by Meng Huan piqued Su Heng’s curiosity.

"Through demon corpses, one can also obtain Divine Skills?"

"Of course," Meng Huan smiled, "As for how to condense, once you step into the third stage of Heavenly Deceit and truly begin to harness the power of Eternal Heaven, you will naturally understand. Regardless of the method, the power of a Divine Skill depends on the strength of the user’s spiritual power."

"Some powerful Divine Skills require a certain level of spiritual power to cast. Otherwise, it could damage one’s brain domain, at best impairing one’s cultivation, difficult to recover. At worst, one might turn into an idiot or even die from backlash on the spot."

"At the very least, during my travels in Central Plain, I’ve heard of dozens of such incidents."

"How can one determine the strength of their spiritual power?" Su Heng asked further.

"It can be aided by some instruments," Meng Huan pinched a spell with his hands, chanting under his breath. Before long, a young disciple dressed in a white robe appeared on the path behind the two, slowly approaching with a pot of flowers resembling white roses in his hands.

"Greetings, Sect Master, greetings Senior Su," the young disciple, with a respectful expression, bowed to them both.

He then gently placed the flowers he was holding down.

Meng Huan waved his hand.

The young disciple, without making a sound, quietly left.

Ocasionally, the mountain breeze blew, the green grass, white with hints of pink buds, on the dark branches there were nine in total, all closed at the moment, slightly trembling in the wind, without any distinct fragrance. At a glance, they were unremarkable, like inconspicuous wildflowers by the roadside, easily overlooked.

"This is the Silver Cage Sky Cup, considered a curious item. By infusing spiritual power into it, based on the extent to which the petals bloom, one can roughly gauge the strength of a Martial Artist’s spiritual power," Meng Huan explained.

As he spoke, he also slightly disguised his words for Su Heng.

Meng Huan closed his eyes, a wave of invisible spiritual power rippled outward. Then, like rivers returning to the sea, it converged on the Silver Cage Sky Cup before him.

The white petals began to stretch open one by one. Quickly, six of them unfolded, the seventh trembled slightly but did not continue to move, clearly reaching Meng Huan’s limit.

"Phew…"

After taking a deep breath, Meng Huan’s eyes opened.

The clarity in his eyes now seemed tinged with fatigue.

"A Martial Artist’s spiritual power primarily relates to two factors," Meng Huan, looking down at the blooming flowers, explained, "One is the strength of the innate spiritual foundation. The other is the development of the brain domain."

"The innate spiritual foundation of a Martial Artist, apart from Divine Artifacts like the Tribulation Crossing Lotus, is very difficult to enhance by other means."

"As for the level of brain domain development… It’s similar to the Martial Artist’s internal mutation tissues; although excavation is equally challenging with great risks, through certain special Cultivation Techniques and Heart Sutras, continuous observation and comprehension day and night can still yield some substantial improvements."

Meng Huan shook his head, his face bearing a bitter smile.

Even though he was just over two hundred years old and had reached the Earth Immortal level, showcasing his extraordinary talent and unparalleled aptitude,

His expression of helplessness when discussing the cultivation within the Spiritual Domain was evident. The challenges faced were beyond imagination. Even someone with top-tier aptitude like Meng Huan found it extremely arduous and treacherous, each step forward as if walking on thin ice.

"By the way, young brother Su," Meng Huan, patting Su Heng’s arm, pointed at the Silver Cage Sky Cup at their feet, "My spiritual power hasn’t advanced in quite some time. This item is of little use to me."

"But you, young brother Su, are exceptionally gifted. You might take it to see your own cultivation progress bit by bit. It might provide more motivation for your cultivation."

If it were just to display the progress of cultivation, the attribute panel would show it more clearly.

However, it can only display the level of brain domain development and does not reflect the spiritual foundation.

"Alright," Su Heng thought for a moment, then agreed, "Then, I’ll thank Senior Meng first."

"You’re welcome," Meng Huan grinned, poking his curiosity, "Why not try using this Silver Cage Sky Cup now to test your own spiritual power."

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