One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Dragon Abyss, also known as the vast Tarkas Grassland.

Previously, within the Dragon King’s tomb, Su Heng had seen a painting of Dragon Abyss on a shadow wall.

At that time, An Ran had mentioned that the grassland was the burial ground of true dragons, but An Ran, being young and considering the millennia between them, couldn’t be certain. Thus, she treated it as merely part of legends and strange tales. However, now that the Dragon King had personally mentioned this place, there was a great possibility it was true.

"Will there be complete remains of a true dragon in Dragon Abyss?"

Su Heng’s breath grew heavy, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "Even if there aren’t complete remains, the value is precious beyond measure. It’s worth making a personal visit."

He kept this matter in mind and added it to his schedule.

But for now, it was time to fuse with the Dragon Blood first.

Swish!

Su Heng reached forward with his hand.

The outward appearance of the Dragon Marrow was like a red-hot vertebra, feeling scorching to the touch and radiating a strong life force. When Su Heng reached out to grasp it, the Dragon Marrow struggled fiercely as if it was about to transform into a ferocious flood dragon and forcibly break free from his hand.

"Such vigorous vitality!" Su Heng exclaimed, thinking that an ordinary Martial Artist would be blown apart by attempting to forcibly fuse with the Dragon Marrow.

"It should be so," Su Heng thought excitedly, "The Dragon Blood alone is already extremely precious, not to mention the Dragon Marrow that can produce it."

The method to fuse with the Dragon Marrow was similar to that with a demon carcass.

Su Heng placed the Dragon Marrow against his bloodied chest, and a scorching heat spread out like a web.

The Dragon Marrow visibly melted.

Golden blood seeped into Su Heng’s body, passing through his veins, and ultimately merging into his spine.

Crack!

His body jolted suddenly, and a popping sound like that of bursting beans came from within.

Bloody mist hissed from Su Heng’s body, and before his eyes appeared a dark dragon. Its muscles bulging, scales flaring, and its mouth spewing dark red fiery light. This sinister dragon’s body stretched over a thousand meters; with one leap, it crossed the dark sea of clouds and opened its jaws to bite down hard on Su Heng.

"Ha! A mere section of dragon bone trying to stir up trouble here," he scoffed coldly, staring it down without fear, "Disperse!"

Roar!

The sea of clouds below churned.

The whale, as large as an island and with only a greedy gaping mouth, appeared again.

Leaping from beneath the sea of clouds, its maw full of sharp teeth like a chasm, it snapped shut on the dark true dragon with a loud ’snap’, sharply biting the dragon in halves. The dragon rolled agonizingly, its golden blood raining down like tears, its painful cries shattering the high skies.

The island-whale, representing Su Heng’s spirit will, opened its mouth and sucked in.

All the Dragon Blood, along with the broken dragon remains, were swallowed whole, emitting a satisfied, lengthy moan before slowly vanishing into the clouds.

"Phew..."

Su Heng opened his eyes, sunlight once again falling upon him.

The scene just now was merely a clash of spirit wills, not something that actually occurred.

However...

Through this incident.

Su Heng gained a clear understanding of the formidable nature of true dragons.

A mere section of a dragon bone of a long-dead ink dragon exerted a spiritual pressure far surpassing that of a Death-class Overlord and elders of the Demon Elephant Sect who practiced the Spirit Secret Technique.

If it were in its prime, the terror unleashed by merely roaring would be unimaginable.

It could probably rework the heavens and reshape the universe directly.

"Sir!"

A breaking sound came from beside him.

Turning his head, Su Heng saw Wang Xindong, Luo Shuang, and others approaching.

Shortly after, An Ran also emerged somewhat disheveled from the base of the cliff. Her cheeks smeared with blood, her otherwise clean clothes now stained with black mud and dew.

This was caused by the disruption from the battle between the two, and though quite disheveled, fortunately, An Ran’s vitality was strong and she suffered no serious injuries.

It was also possible that she had been injured earlier, but had already healed.

"Deputy Governor, you..." An Ran, a direct descendant of An Shelie, also had Dragon Blood flowing within her.

Just by being near Su Heng.

She didn’t even need to look to feel the oppressive sensation originating from his bloodline.

An Ran, deep down, even developed a spontaneous urge to worship, and the longer she stayed by Su Heng’s side, the stronger this feeling grew.

This was because her cultivation was not yet proficient.

Being influenced by the overflowing Dragon Power from Su Heng, such changes naturally occurred.

Su Heng quickly realized the abnormality happening to An Ran. He withdrew his Dragon Power, and with it, that strong oppressive sensation dissipated with the wind.

After fusing with the Dragon Marrow.

The strong vitality brought by the Dragon Blood began to show.

This sensation was like living in a pitch-dark cage all this time and now breaking free from the shackles.

Su Heng felt incredibly light and agile at this moment, and with every movement, he could unleash tremendous power. Vigorous vitality was unearthed and surged through his body. The wounds on his body visibly healed and scabbed over.

Strands of flesh braided across the wounds, knitting them closed.

The dark red scabs fell off, revealing newly formed skin underneath that gleamed with a metallic luster.

His muscles were strong yet balanced, full and powerful. One could even vaguely see the dragon scales under his skin.

At the right moment, Wang Xindong handed him a pair of trousers and a large cloak.

Su Heng put them on himself.

"An Shelie has been..." Wang Xindong swallowed his saliva. Although he had some answers in his mind, he still wanted to confirm again.

"Hmm," Su Heng nodded.

He turned his body, his clothing fluttering in the morning light.

The remains of An Shelie had disappeared, leaving only a piece of scorched, cracked rock and a handful of fine ashes on the stone.

Wang Xindong, An Ran, Luo Shuang, and others were all wide-eyed and speechless.

A person who once contended for the world with the great ancestor.

Now dead before their very eyes, leaving nothing behind.

Such an event was like a myth re-enacted. Especially for An Ran, who had been chosen as a "sacrifice" from birth and lived under the shadow of Dragon Blood. Now with the fall of An Shelie, the remaining elite of those families had also perished in the tomb.

She could now be said to have cleared the clouds to see the blue sky.

Long confined to a cage, she was now to return to nature.

Only…

After a moment of exhilaration, An Ran was more confused than ever.

Her long-standing goal had finally been achieved. What to do next was something she had never considered before.

"What are your plans now?" Su Heng’s gentle gaze fell on An Ran as he saw her shake her head clearly.

Su Heng continued, "An Shelie’s tomb has been destroyed, and it’s probably hard to find anything in there. If you plan to leave and continue traveling the world with your companions, I will provide you with some resources for cultivation as agreed beforehand."

"If you choose to stay, I can offer you the position of Deputy Governor. You have such talent."

"Ah... me?" An Ran was momentarily stunned by the honor.

"We first met not in the Demon Suppression Tower, but on the Guan River."

"Luo Qi has mentioned you to me." An Ran nodded.

"The will of An Shelie awoke in you prematurely, probably due to the excessive use of Dragon Blood,"

Su Heng crossed his arms, gazing at the slowly rising sunset in front of him and the shards of gold dancing on the distant river, "Though I wasn’t much help, having such a heart is commendable."

"Hehehe..." An Ran scratched her head.

"Before his death, An Shelie mentioned the Dragon Abyss to me; your rumors about it must be true,"

Su Heng continued calmly, "But relying on An Shelie’s words alone to find the Dragon Corpse won’t be so easy. Moreover, the pathway to the Dragon Abyss is obstructed by the extensive Hunxi Mountain, so gathering some prior information here is necessary."

"Since you are An Shelie’s descendant, it is most appropriate for you to take care of these matters," Su Heng said naturally.

What had previously been an invitation had now clearly become a command.

An Ran didn’t feel there was anything wrong, even feeling honored inside at the thought of ’being able to help the Deputy Governor is my privilege.’

"Alright, then it’s settled," Su Heng said with a smile upon seeing An Ran nod.

He reached out a hand, and An Ran hurriedly wiped her skirt before extending both her hands seriously and giving a firm handshake.

With the matter settled, Su Heng waved his hand, and a chunk of black rock flew up from the ground, landing in his hand.

He utilized gravity and the Demon Pattern he obtained from the White Snake. The hard rock became like soft putty in Su Heng’s hands, quickly reshaped into a box with a square lid.

Su Heng looked solemn.

He collected An Shelie’s ashes in the box.

Although An Shelie was dead, Su Heng would still earnestly fulfill his promises.

"I will be in seclusion for a while; if there are any issues, notify me immediately," he said as he handed the box to Wang Xindong.

"I understand."

Wang Xindong carefully took the box containing the ashes.

He was gradually getting used to their interaction mode and immediately nodded in agreement.

Having explained everything that needed to be, Su Heng felt a sense of relief. Next would be to control Dragon Blood, continue practicing the Dragon Shedding Blood Refining Method, and unlock all the potentials of Dragon Blood. There was also the secret letter from Li Lingxiu; the "Cloud Realm" secret domain would open in about a month, and he needed to prepare in advance.

Speaking of Li Lingxiu, Su Heng remembered Zhao Meiying.

The two could be considered friends. Ever since Zhao Meiying went to Skull Plain, he hadn’t heard any news about her and wondered how she was really doing now.

Su Heng slightly shook his head, tossing these trivial thoughts from his mind.

Whoosh!

He leapt forward.

His toes barely touched the turbulent river surface and his figure flickered, soon disappearing into the morning light.

…

And with Su Heng’s departure, the affairs of Dragon Blood also concluded.

The battle between Su Heng and An Shelie, though fierce, had not caused much commotion.

On one hand, after a thousand years, the news related to the Dragon Tomb was only circulated within a small circle, and not many knew about it. Another more important reason was the breach of the Camian Pass, which isolated Skull Plain from Jiangbei State, encountered by invaders for the first time in the thousand years since the formation of the great Zhou Dynasty.

The Zhou Dynasty had always claimed the moral high ground of the human race, advocating that those who followed would thrive and those who opposed would perish. Now, the very barbarians they disparaged had come to their doorstep. Once the news spread, it immediately caused a massive uproar, with countless people talking.

The State Mansions of Jiangzhou, Qizhou, and Hanzhou nearby the Jiangbei State were especially panic-stricken and restless.

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