Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
When he obtained the Wicked Bead, Lu Li was at the Noble Lord Realm. Back then, he could only dissolve the first layer of the seal. The second one could only be lifted when he reached the Human Sovereign Realm. Now, at the Earth Immortal Realm, he could finally work on the third layer.
So, did it mean that he had to be at the Semi-God Realm to dissolve the fourth one? Only real immortals could dissolve the fifth one? If he wanted to lift the sixth layer of the seal, did he have to become a supreme warrior in the Divinity?
Now Lu Li believed the Wicked Bead was not as simple as it looked. Could it be that the Wicked Bead had a complicated background? Maybe, the Wicked Bead was valuable even in the Divinity. Why else would the God of Wings fight for it?
Lu Li could not learn the Slayer’s move and the two Profound Meanings from the line diagram were of little value. Time was running out. Lu Li’s last hope was on the Wicked Bead.
He poured Xuan Energy into the bead. The third layer of the seal glowed. Lu Li could feel that the seal was being dissolved but… rather slowly.
“More Xuan Energy!”
Lu Li increased the amount of Xuan Energy and the speed was accelerated. He did some rough calculation and realized that to dissolve the third layer would take him about a year.
One year!
They had been gone for a year. One more year should be okay. Before he left, he believed the warriors of the nine universes would come in three to four years. Hence, he had some time left.
But…
If the Wicked Bead could not present a strong function when the third layer of the seal was dissolved, things could turn out to be difficult for Lu Li.
“Well, I will use a year to dissolve the seal. If we cannot get out by then, I will have to use the Slayer’s blood.”
Lu Li made up his mind. Even though the Slayer’s blood was precious, he had come to a critical situation and he was faced with no other options.
He opened his eyes and rested for half a day by chatting with Patriarch of Law Enforcement who felt shameful because his abilities did not grow significantly after eight months of cultivation. At his age, to seek breakthrough was harder than reaching for the moon.
The age of 50 was a threshold for warriors. If a warrior could not reach the Fate Wheel Realm by the age of 50, then it would be hard for the warrior to make great achievement. Then, the next threshold came at the age of 100. A warrior that could not reach the Noble Lord Realm before 100 years old would not have a promising future, either.
Patriarch of Law Enforcement was not quite talented, but he was rather diligent. He reached the Human Sovereign Realm at the age of 90 and when he reached the Earth Immortal Realm, he was 150 years old. Now, he was over 200 years old.
He married late and gave birth to Lu Zhengtan when he was over 100 years old. Patriarch of Law Enforcement might not be the best in whichever aspect, but he had always been reliable and his foundation was solid. He had always remained a low key. In his generation, he grew to be the most achieved one.
Patriarch of Law Enforcement knew very well that he was not talented and his mind was inflexible. At this age, he did not believe he could make more progress.
Ascending to heaven and become an immortal? Becoming a Buddha immediately? Humans had a population of billions; the number of talents was beyond calculation and yet, there was only one Emperor of Heaven Reverse.
Lu Li rest for half a day and then took a sound sleep. Afterwards, he started to cultivate Xuan Energy, then studied the Slayer’s move and dissolved the seal of the Wicked Bead.
The Beast Kings and Beast Gods were still attacking. The Master of Silver Dragon had made up his mind. The Wicked Bead must be cracked even if it was going to cost 10 years or 20 years.
The Silver Dragon had been governing the Paleo-beast Realm for over a million years. Nine-clawed Silver Dragons were strong; they were not weak in offense, speed, and soul. The Nine-clawed Silver Dragons had the best resources in the Paleo-beast Realm. As long as this species acted reasonably, no species shall replace the Nine-clawed Silver Dragons as the overlords.
Therefore, for any decisions the Master of Silver Dragon had made, the other beasts would never disobey. They might call him names privately but they would never misbehave in public.
The Master of Silver Dragon did know how to cultivate popularity. Three months later, he suddenly announced that three young warriors of the species could have access to the Pond of Dragons. This was an advance benefit.
The Pond of Dragons was an incomparable treasured land in the Paleo-beast Realm. The masters were overjoyed to learn the news. They sent messages back to gather the three most powerful young warriors of their respective species to go to the Mountain of Dragons.
Master of Silver Dragon promised that for as long as the Wicked Bead remained uncracked, the species could send three disciples to the Pond of Dragons every year.
The species were over the moon and they exerted greater efforts. But the Beast Kings and Beast Gods of the Nine-clawed Silver Dragon species were not happy. What was the reason that the Nine-clawed Silver Dragon could command the Paleo-beast Realm? Mainly, it was because of the Pond of Dragons. With this pond, the Nine-clawed Silver Dragon could train many powerful ones and command the Paleo-beast Realm with the sheer number of powerfuls.
Now, the Master of Silver Dragon allowed three young disciples of other species to enter the Pond of Dragons… If the Wicked Bead could not be cracked in decades, then the number of powerful warriors in other species would increase. By then, the status of the Silver Dragons might sway. The other species might ally together to attack the Silver Dragons or even to wipe out the Silver Dragons!
For over a million years, the Silver Dragons had fought many species. The other six of the seven major species all had some feud with the Silver Dragons to some extent. Given the fact that the Silver Dragon species was second to none, and could not be defeated even if other species were to work together, the other species dared not to take actions against the Silver Dragons.
Once the other species grew with the help of the Pond of Dragons, the consequences could be disastrous.
Master of Silver Dragon was gambling!
If the Wicked Bead could be obtained, then this was a price he was willing to pay. The Wicked Bead was a Relic; something from the Divinity and something that could not be found in the mortal world. Relic represented something that the mortals could not be unrivaled with force.
And now…
So many beasts, including the masters, had taken actions. However, the Wicked Bead remained unmoved. How powerful the Relic was!
Once the Relic was obtained, the Silver Dragon would soar. They could conquer the nine universes, and let alone the Paleo-beast Realm. They would restore the glory of paleo-beasts that emerged two million years ago.
On the other hand!
If the Master of Silver Dragon lost in this gamble and could not obtain the Wicked Bead, then the Silver Dragon would suffer a great defeat—but the Silver Dragon had many powerful warriors. Blood might be shed when fought against the other six species. It was not certain that the Silver Dragon might lose. In other words, the Silver Dragon species might survive.
Compared to the situation where the Silver Dragon species would definitely grow upon having the Wicked Bead; naturally, the Master of Silver Dragon would choose to take the risk.
The other species did not quite understand the thinking of the Master of Silver Dragon. The Pond of Dragons was too alluring. The species had no ability to defy the Silver Dragon at the moment. They would have to listen to the command of Master of Silver Dragon even if he did not offer for others to access the Pond of Dragons.
What was more, their enemies were humans, which was their mortal enemies. By not attacking, the other species would have given the Silver Dragons an excuse to suppress them.
As a matter of fact, during the past few months, the Beast Kings and Beast Gods might be pretending to be weak and idle. They might be seeking some benefits by putting up an act to force the Master of Silver Dragon to make some modifications.
In a nutshell, this was a game; a game between the species and nobody could tell the result which would have to be left in the hands of fate.
“God of Dragons, please protect your children!”
Staring at the Wicked Bead in the distance, Master of Silver Dragon murmured. This was a chance once in a blue moon. He must grab the chance, at all costs.
