One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

She planned to clarify the situation with Su Heng and then properly reprimand her disrespectful master. With that done, this matter would be settled.

She shook her head with a sigh, picked up the stone ring, and turned around—Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Then she saw a beam of pure, bright light emanating from Su Heng.

His hefty body seemed to instantly transform into a blazing furnace. Waves of heat rolled out, stirring his hair into a wild dance and distorting the surrounding air, causing the temperature to soar and making it slightly uncomfortable for anyone nearby.

What was even more terrifying and shocking was—

The aura emanating from Su Heng was unmistakably that of Bright Sun Divine Skill.

Contrary to what he had claimed about just starting, it was clear he had mastered the first level to perfection, a state that could only be attained by going as far as possible. As this realization hit, Qin Shunying and her disciple Ling Weizi stood thunderstruck, unable to move.

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A moment later, Su Heng withdrew the aura of Bright Sun Divine Skill from his body, a serene smile on his face. He reached forward with an embracing gesture and bowed slightly, "I would appreciate some guidance from my senior."

Ling Weizi opened her mouth, squeezing out a stiff smile, her hand trembling.

Smash!

It was her precious teacup that fell to the ground.

Shattering into pieces.

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To the north of Jiangzhou, on the edge of Breath Swamp.

Boom!

A massive explosion lifted a gust of wind, carrying dust and debris off the ground and creating a small-scale black dust storm. In the storm, a man and a woman were swept up by the blast and heavily smashed against a large tree that took two people to embrace. The tree swayed back and forth, leaves and branches fluttering down from midair.

"Puh!" Zhao Yingning spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground, gasping heavily.

After a short while, she slowly recovered, wiping the blood from her lips.

Leaning on the nearby tree trunk, she looked around.

In front of her was a black river, its waters rushing fiercely with a thunderous sound. Even though they were hundreds of meters away, a breeze would carry a cool mist towards them, enveloping her. Nearby were several fruit trees with their fruits already fallen and rotting on the ground, emitting a sweet fragrance.

Her younger brother, Zhao Aman, ran forward and jumped into the river with a "splash," causing white spray.

"Sister!" Zhao Aman’s muscular body shone under the sunlight, his face filled with excitement, "Look, this must be the legendary ocean! So much water, if we could share it with our people, we wouldn’t have to risk our lives stealing water from the territories of those exotic beasts anymore."

Looking at the dreamlike scene before her, Zhao Yingning’s rough face showed a trace of bewilderment.

She squinted towards the sun.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Yingning pulled her brother out of the cold river water, "Let’s not forget what’s important. Our people are still suffering in Breath Swamp."

"Those demons are becoming more numerous," Zhao Yingning said somberly, "We must act quickly."

Upon hearing these weighty words—

The excitement gradually faded from Zhao Aman’s face.

"How are we supposed to find the noble who killed Tuo Long the Great?" Zhao Aman hesitated, but still asked, "And even if we manage to escape from Breath Swamp and tell him about the Golden Crow Secret Store, will he definitely agree to help us?"

"I don’t know, I’m sorry..." Cold winds blew, lifting Zhao Yingning’s long hair.

"But we have no other choice," she said calmly.

"Right," Zhao Aman nodded.

"Let’s get moving quickly!" Zhao Yingning quickly perked up, "First, we’ll gather some information in the nearby city, then find a way to contact him."

"May our ancestors bless us!" Zhao Yingning clasped her hands and sighed, "Hopefully, he’ll still remember us."