Chapter 252: Planning
Chapter 252: Planning
Hong Qiu's true form was that of a water dragon, which earned him the favor of the Water Tide Deity, becoming a High Rank Servant.
In this world, he had a residence located near an unnamed lake, designed like a Dragon Palace.
"Swoosh!"
A stream of water rushed into the palace, revealing Hong Qiu's figure in the main hall, who stumbled towards the inner chamber.
"Master," greeted several fish monsters and maids, only to be waved away by him.
"Get out of my way!"
"My lord," a graceful and beautiful woman said as she parted the beaded curtain and stepped out, her face filled with concern. "What happened?"
"Xiao Yu," Hong Qiu said, his furrowed brows relaxing slightly upon seeing the woman. He sighed, "I was ambushed on my trip. If it weren't for the protection of the deities, I might not have made it back to see you."
"Oh!" The woman's face paled.
"Someone dared to ambush you? Will they come after us?"
"Don't worry!" Hong Qiu waved his hand. "The Water Tide Deity granted me this Summoning Sea Horn. If they dare to come, they won't leave alive."
As he spoke, he summoned a palm-sized sea horn in the air. It had several round holes, allowing it to be played like a musical instrument.
A Pseudo Fourth Rank Artifact—the Summoning Sea Horn! This very object had caused continuous rainfall in a thousand-mile radius for nearly a month, turning forests into swamps.
With this item in hand, even with the limitations of the world's rules, Hong Qiu could greatly enhance his abilities.
"But to be safe, let's stop the rain first."
After some thought, Hong Qiu picked up the sea horn and blew gently. The torrential rain outside suddenly paused, transforming into streams that flowed back into the sea horn, leaving behind a clear sky.
The once light-as-a-feather sea horn now felt incredibly heavy, and a gurgling sound could be heard within when shaken lightly.
It was as if a sea was contained within.
When needed, the water from the sea horn could be released, forming a river several dozen miles long.
Anyone caught in it would be subjected to relentless attacks, impossible to withstand.
"Hmm!"
Hong Qiu put away the sea horn, his face turning pale. He clutched his chest and sat down, breathing heavily before gradually recovering.
"My lord!" The woman looked worried.
"It's nothing," Hong Qiu waved his hand, his face turning cold. "That woman's claws were incredibly powerful. They nearly destroyed my dragon heart, and it will take months to recover."
"This isn't over!"
"Inform the Black Dragon for me. I need to speak with him."
"Yes, my lord." The woman bowed her head in agreement, offering a few more words of comfort before taking small steps towards the inner room.
Soon, a Black Dragon appeared in the sky above the lake, accompanied by a strange wind. It tumbled in the air, transforming into a black-haired youth.
"Plop!"
The Black Dragon plunged into the lake, allowing his body to sink to the bottom, where he collided with the transparent barrier and entered the Dragon Palace.
"Hong Qiu!"
"Black Dragon!"
After their greeting, servants brought wine and food.
"I know about your situation. My Twin-Headed Bait Dragon also died. The attacker is quite powerful."
"Hmm," Hong Qiu nodded. "At the time, there were also attendants of the God of Light and the God of Death."
"What?" The Black Dragon's expression darkened. "It seems like other attendants have also formed an alliance. Both the God of Light and the God of Death are High Rank Deities, which complicates matters."
"There's no need to worry too much," Hong Qiu said, glancing at the Black Dragon, seemingly unconcerned by his fear. "As far as I know, these two deities haven't sent down Divine Sons or even many High Rank attendants."
"There are probably only these two Middle Rank attendants nearby. With our strength, dealing with them shouldn't be difficult."
"Hmm..." The Black Dragon seemed thoughtful. "That's true."
"But if they're only Middle Rank attendants, how could they injure you and kill my Bait Dragon?"
"Apart from these two Middle Rank attendants, there are also two local indigenous people," Hong Qiu said with a grim face. "Don't underestimate them. Although their cultivation hasn't reached the Third Rank, they possess many tricks and may have obtained high-level items left behind by the deities of this world. I was injured by one of the women."
"Local indigenous people?" The Black Dragon rubbed his chin, his eyes flashing with brilliance. "The gods of this world have perished, and their divine artifacts are likely destroyed as well. But there must be many valuable items left behind."
"This could be an opportunity..."
"Are you sure they haven't reached Third Rank?"
"Of course!" Hong Qiu nodded, "These eyes of mine didn't come easy. I can clearly tell if someone is Third Rank, and you should know the Third Rank powerhouses of this world as well."
"Mmm." The Black Dragon agreed, "The Dukes, they are all talents sought after by the various deities. With their help, we can spread faith more rapidly."
"Brother Hong Qiu."
He spoke with a serious tone, "According to my master's calculations, in half a year's time, the rules of this world will loosen to High Stage Second Rank. By then, we can employ more powerful means, and dealing with two Second Rank natives will be much easier."
Half a year?
Hong Qiu calculated the time in his mind. Although he felt a bit reluctant, thinking of his injuries, he eventually nodded in agreement.
"Speaking of which, I've recently made two new friends. They intend to transform into dragon bodies. Although they aren't divine retainers, once they transform, they'll possess High Stage Second Rank strength and can be useful allies."
The Black Dragon continued, "Especially one of them, who has inherited the legacy of this world's Thunder God. He wields a pair of hammers that can unleash thunderbolts. Even Third Rank powerhouses would find it hard to endure his attacks."
"Perfect, he can be the one to lure the Twin-Headed Bait Dragon."
Several dozen li north of the City of Death, there was a deep valley that had transformed into a lake due to the continuous rainfall over the past few days.
The dense water elemental aura in the area was ideal for a wizard's water-attributed Primordial Sea Meditation.
At that moment, a wizard tower was enveloped by a barrier, quietly submerged at the bottom of the lake, illuminated by a faint glow that permeated the surroundings.
Karl sat cross-legged on the second floor of the wizard tower, fully activating the Primordial Sea Meditation to gather the energy of Life Water.
Once the energy was fully accumulated, he immediately switched to practicing the Holy Demonic Transformation.
The Holy Demonic Transformation was like a greedy glutton, voraciously devouring energy to temper his physical body.
From time to time, Karl would take a few pills and drink a few bottles of elixir to sustain this intense cultivation.
After an unknown period, Karl couldn't help but let out a long breath and shook his head in frustration as he looked at the empty ground around him.
"From the City of Death, I obtained the spiritual herbs that Lady Mewaya had accumulated over hundreds of years, and I also gathered resources from the Magic Forest..."
"Even the best wizard families in the Magic Forest probably have this much wealth. I've exhausted it all in just a few months, and yet my physical quality still hasn't reached forty. The progress is so slow it's infuriating."
"Sigh!"
A data panel appeared, and under the physical quality column, the number 39.4 was displayed, an increase of nearly one point from before.
But this progress was achieved through the frenzied consumption of elixirs.
Without such a large supply of elixirs, achieving this kind of progress would require at least five or six years of arduous cultivation.
'No wonder even when the gods were present, there were only a few Divine Realm guardians who cultivated the Holy Demonic Transformation. This technique is powerful, but it consumes an enormous amount of resources. Without a sufficient supply of spiritual herbs, it's almost impossible to reach Third Rank.'
'But once cultivated, the physical body can withstand various secret techniques. If I can reach the sixth level and complete the second stage of the Silver Body, I'll definitely be able to withstand the attacks of an early Third Rank.'
Transcending ranks was by no means easy.
In the early stages, it was manageable.
A few knight attendants could defeat a knight, and a dozen knights could render a Great Knight helpless.
It would take several dozen Great Knights to restrain a Legendary Knight.
However, the gap between Second Rank and Third Rank was almost impossible to bridge with numbers alone, showcasing the prowess of the Holy Demonic Transformation.
"No wonder it's one of the top divine arts..."
Karl put away the wizard tower and flashed out of the lake, flying towards the City of Death.
In just a few months, the City of Death seemed to have been revitalized, and the spirits of its citizens were renewed, no longer weighed down by the gloom of death.
'It seems that divine retainers are more suitable for managing the city than Lady Mewaya, with each class fulfilling their respective duties.'
'That's right! If I didn't have this ability, the deities wouldn't have sent me to this world to spread faith.'
"Mr. Karl."
As soon as he landed, a maid approached him, "The Prince invites you to meet him at the back mountain."
(End of Chapter)
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