One more catty, one more attribute point

As Su Heng pondered, time gradually passed.

A green leaf with dark yellow edges lightly drifted from afar, falling on the surface of the pool, creating ripples.

Su Heng opened his eyes.

The water in the pool had cooled, and by then, he no longer felt like staying submerged.

"Splish!" With a sound, Su Heng took a step forward, and a large amount of white water cascaded down his smooth, hard skin. Under the bright sunlight, numerous black strands of hair crisscrossed over his body, forming a close-fitting robe. His body then gradually shrank, returning to a height of three meters six.

Su Heng furrowed his brows slightly.

After a brief rest, his condition had mostly recovered.

However, after refining the Domineering Dragon Secret Method, he could clearly feel his heartbeat racing. If he immersed his spirit completely within his body and sensed carefully, he could even faintly feel a Yin Fire burning, rendering him unable to exert much strength.

This was not a good sign—

Including the intense hunger he felt after the battle had ended.

After thinking for a bit, Su Heng identified the issue as being due to the uneven distribution of his attributes.

Sinews, bones, flesh, blood, organs.

With six different stages of transformation, plus Dragon Blood and the Domineering Dragon Secret Method, Su Heng's first four stages had reached an inhuman, monstrous level, while the last two stages, which were closely related to "physique," were still at their starting points.

This was akin to using a sedan's engine to power a heavy-duty armored tank; at full power, both the drive and endurance would be severely impacted.

"However, now that the Domineering Dragon Secret Method has been repaired, it's indeed time to allocate attribute points to raise my Cultivation Realm," Su Heng thought as he looked at the fallen leaves under his feet. "I also need to prioritize the cultivation of the Heavenly Deceit Realm and the sensory transformations."

Although he was currently able to dominate a province, when considering the whole world, Su Heng estimated that he was far from invincible.

Moreover—

Even a powerful empire like the Great Zhou Dynasty

had suffered its share of setbacks in places like Skull Plain and the outer seas over the past millennium.

This world was vast and mysterious; Su Heng still had a long path to tread before reaching the true summit.

Nevertheless, on a personal note,

Su Heng did not perceive himself as having great ambition.

He merely wished to cultivate in peace and protect his family and friends.

Yet, in these chaotic times, even such simple wishes were hard to fulfill. There was always something oblivious to danger, provoking death. What they lost was their lives, but what Su Heng lost was his good mood.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

With that thought—

A sigh echoed once again through the damaged forest.

The matter of the Heavenly Deceit Kingdom had concluded, and Su Heng had been away for quite a long time. He had no intention of staying here any longer, planning to bid farewell to the siblings Li Lingxiu and be on his way back to the Demon Suppression Tower to consolidate his cultivation.

He would also need to find a way to obtain the Cultivation Techniques needed for the training of the next two realms.

Whoosh!

A breeze blew by, rustling the treetops.

Su Heng's tall and robust figure gradually disappeared into the shadows.

...

...

...

Far away, at the outskirts of Zhuqiong Mountain.

Li Lingxiu and Li Wangchuan had yet to recover from their shock.

When they heard footsteps on the soft grass, they abruptly turned around to see Su Heng's towering figure appear five meters away.

"Brother Su, you—" Li Lingxiu's pupils trembled, momentarily stunned in place.

Looking at the calm-faced, gently demeanored Su Heng before him, and recalling the ferocious giant phantom he had just seen, it seemed as if the two were gradually merging. They seemed partly alike, yet different. Could it really be Su Heng who had inscribed his mark on the Heavenly Deceit Kingdom?

A storm surged within Li Lingxiu, but he was at a loss for what to say.

Instead, it was Su Heng who looked puzzled seeing him staring intently, unable to speak a word, for so long.

"What's the matter, is there something dirty on my face?" Su Heng asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"No, there's nothing," Li Lingxiu forced a laugh, glossing over what had just transpired. Since Su Heng did not bring it up, Li Lingxiu had no intention of prying further. It was rude and could be irksome.

"My sister and I just encountered the Great Black Secret King, and we were worried about you," Li Lingxiu said earnestly.

"Is that so?" Su Heng looked at Li Lingxiu's blood-soaked, twisted arm.

"Are those injuries also from the Great Black Secret King? It's not serious, is it?"

"Don't worry about it, it's just a minor external injury," Li Lingxiu said dismissively. "What about you, how did it go with the Great Black Secret King? Is he..."

"He's dead," Su Heng said calmly.

Li Lingxiu and Li Wangchuan exchanged glances, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes.

A simple sentence confirmed Li Lingxiu's earlier guess as true. Even his sister Li Lingsu, who had been unconscious a moment ago, was now slowly awakening. She sat cross-legged in the shadow of a parasol tree, her profound and lustrous eyes calmly looking toward Su Heng.

In the Jiang E region,

among the three great Immortal Sects and four major families,

there existed a small circle.

Within this circle, young individuals of certain age and accomplished Cultivation Realms were known as prodigies, such as the direct disciples of sects and the primary heirs of noble families.

Some eager list makers even ranked them based on Cultivation Realm and martial prowess, creating standings. Ever since she had appeared on the list, Li Lingsu had never fallen out of the top five.