One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 92: 88: Stealing the Heavens and Changing the Days, Perfection of the Five Elements

Chapter 92: 88: Stealing the Heavens and Changing the Days, Perfection of the Five Elements

North of Baihua County, on Canglong Mountain.

A slender figure sped wildly through the mountain forest like a flash of lightning.

Each of her leaps could cover a distance of thirty to forty meters; within the dense woods, she was like a gust of wind whistling past.

In the mountain forest.

Even the swiftest animals and insects could not keep up with her pace.

A squirrel, nibbling on a red-skinned fruit, had just felt a gust of wind sweep over its head. By the time it looked up, the alert creature saw that the person had completely vanished.

"Huff..."

Ye Tong gasped heavily, her forehead slightly sweaty.

As she dashed through the forest, she frequently looked back over her shoulder.

The tension behind her, sharp as swords, relentlessly followed, leaving her struggling to catch her breath.

Swoosh!

She stumbled momentarily, stepping on a large tree branch.

Although she did not fall from mid-air, her posture was unavoidably compromised, and her speed slowed down.

Almost at the very same moment.

A streak of golden sword light tore through the air from behind, whistling through the dense forest.

Ye Tong's expression turned extremely grim as she adjusted her posture in the air and barely dodged, feeling a searing pain on her wheat-colored cheeks.

She reached up to touch it, her palm warm.

Behind her, a large swath of trees exploded, creating a loud noise, and the fallen ancient trees blocked her path.

Swish!

Ye Tong landed from mid-air.

Her gaze sober, she looked toward the two approaching figures, one clad in black and the other in white.

The woman in white was a beautiful, cold-looking lady, wielding a long sword.

Despite wearing a considerably loose robe, her chest and hips were pronounced, coupled with a pair of long, slender legs, creating an unbelievably stunning figure.

The other person, a man in black, had a more ordinary appearance but possessed bright, focused eyes, giving him a very sharp look.

These two people.

The woman in white was Jin Mingxi, whom Su Heng had previously encountered.

The other was Xu Lie, an elder of the Demon Suppression Bureau's Demon-slaying Department.

"Hiss..." Thick threats enveloped the air, pressuring its way forward. Ye Tong grinned, her fangs peeking out from her lips.

"Jin Mingxi, Xu Lie, does your Demon Suppression Bureau really need to annihilate us so thoroughly?" she exclaimed sharply.

"Annihilate everything?" Xu Lie sneered, "As a human, but stooping so low as to consort with these demons. This world might be vast, but there's no place for you in it!"

"Hahaha!" Ye Tong laughed bitterly, "Aren't you from the grand imperial forces who slaughtered my people and pushed us to this edge? Have you ever given us a second choice?"

"What's there to discuss with such a demon? Just capture her directly!" Jin Mingxi drew her sword from its scabbard and stabbed at Ye Tong's forehead.

Simultaneously, Xu Lie also made his move, swinging his fists and charging forward.

"Hiss—"

Ye Tong crossed her arms, her demonic blood activated.

Her body swiftly grew taller, her fingers sharpening into claws.

A mass of black fur grew on her hands and legs, and her shoulder-length hair extended to her waist, transforming her into a half-human, half-wolf creature in the blink of an eye.

Within the dense forest, the three clashed.

Their power resonated, intertwining and reflecting sunlight, casting multiple shadows.

Yet, within just a dozen moves, Ye Tong was already at a disadvantage. Xu Lie leaped forward, landing a heavy punch on Ye Tong's shoulder.

Crack!

The latter was sent flying, crashing into a large tree.

Her left arm dangled limply by her side, reverting from her wolf form. Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, clearly heavily wounded.

Ye Tong glared fiercely at the two elders of the Demon Suppression Bureau before turning to retreat.

"Chase!" Jin Mingxi and Xu Lie immediately pursued.

As they crossed a vast expanse of forest, and sunlight washed over them, a steep cliff suddenly appeared, effectively blocking Ye Tong's path.

"Where do you think you're running off to?"

Seeing Ye Tong stop, Xu Lie's face broke into a cold smile, "Just come back with us nicely, and you can avoid some unnecessary pain."

Backed into a corner, yet there was no look of despair on Ye Tong's face.

"Lord Cang Ye..." she raised her head.

As her voice fell, a sudden strong breeze unusually rose, creating ripples in the forest, spreading outwards in circles.

"Awooo!" A ancient, long howl resounded.

Instantly, the forest that had been clear turned pitch black as night.

A huge round moon rose high, hanging over the cliff, and its bright moonlight reflected the dark silhouette of a giant wolf.

The giant wolf was pure white, covered with black flames.

Over three meters in length, while not overly large among beasts, the black smoke swirling around it like ribbons, and its divine presence inexplicably sent chills down one's spine.

"The Demon King of the Sky Demon Alliance!"

Jin Mingxi's expression turned frosty, gripping the hilt of her sword tightly.

But inevitably, under the terrifying aura of the Demon King, she took a step back.

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"If you had really run off, I probably wouldn't have been able to catch you," Su Heng said, "After all, the first time we met at the Red Mansion, I was right in front of you, and I didn't notice anything strange about you."

"Just this fact alone, among the demons, specters indeed have a unique existence. As long as you don't expose yourself, it's very, very difficult to track you."

"Aren't the sisters from the Red Mansion still in Baihua County?" Li Hongxiu said weakly.

Su Heng sat down cross-legged.

His bulky stature completely blocked the cell door.

"Threatening with the lives of ordinary people, whether it works or not, I probably can't do such a thing right now."

Su Heng smiled, "I'm actually curious, you do seem to care a lot about those people."

"I grew up in the Red Mansion; those people were very kind to me," Li Hongxiu's gaze turned vacant, "but as you said, that's not the whole reason. The real reason is because of..."

"Me?" Su Heng puzzled.

"Hmm," Li Hongxiu nodded, "you have grown too fast."

"A few days ago, when we sparred at the Red Mansion, I could still struggle a bit. But if it were now, I'm afraid you would slap me to death in a rematch," Li Hongxiu said calmly.

"Truly a monster."

"Thank you for the compliment," Su Heng said, "but what does this have to do with you not running away?"

"What others cannot do, you surely can," Li Hongxiu explained. "Compared to death, the fear of waiting for death is much more unbearable."

"I see."

Su Heng nodded thoughtfully.

He took one of the three portions of mung bean cakes he had brought from Xiao Qing and pushed it towards Li Hongxiu.

"This is my sister's favorite snack. I hope you like it." Li Hongxiu, clutching her knees, glanced at it but did not take it.

She looked up, puzzled, "Why?"

"In the Demon Suppression Tower, I should be the prisoner."

"You injured Wang Bingquan but prevented him from committing greater errors. That is meritorious," Su Heng said. "In the Demon Suppression Tower, mistakes are punished, and correct actions are rewarded. That's the rule."

Having said that, Su Heng slowly got up.

He glanced down at Li Hongxiu and then turned and left.

Li Hongxiu, looking at the empty corridor in front of her, opened her mouth, wanting to remind Su Heng that the cell door was still unlocked.

But she suddenly felt that there was no need for that anymore.

The chain called fear was already wrapped around her, and it was harder than flux stone.

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Seven days later.

On the fifth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, in the martial arts training ground.

Su Heng unbuttoned his robe and with a wave of his hand,

The black, wide robe, like a swath of dark cloud, was tossed into the air and settled on a large rack beside him.

He stretched his arms and did a couple of hops on the spot.

His body, weighing over fifteen hundred pounds, was immensely heavy, but it made hardly any sound when it touched the ground.

It felt like a cat walking on soft sand.

This was the natural result of Su Heng's ultimate control over his physical body.

"Hah…"

After a few simple movements to warm up, Su Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

He waved to the three elders in front of him, smiling, "I've made some progress in my cultivation recently; how about we spar a bit?"

"Sure," Zhao Zongwu nodded seriously, picking up a golden mace from the weapon rack.

"Such an opportunity is hard to come by," Li Xunhao said, visibly excited.

Miss Bai drew her long sword and solemnly warned, "Tower Master, my sword is very sharp."

Su Heng stood in the center of the ring from a distance.

He gestured with his hand, signaling the three to attack him simultaneously from different directions.

"Hah!"

Li Xunhao led the attack.

He had integrated a special poisonous totem with his true cultivation technique, enabling him to produce over a dozen different types of potent toxins.

These toxins, when combined, could produce unexpected effects.

Li Xunhao took a deep breath, his cheeks puffing up like a toad's.

"Hiss!"

Amid a sharp whistle,

A stream of blue-purple poison fog sprayed out towards Su Heng.

Su Heng's internal strength blazed like flames, and before the poison fog could get close, it was blown apart to either side.

Though it didn't injure him, it obscured his vision.

Swish!

Miss Bai and Zhao Zongwu, seemingly unaffected by the poison fog, attacked from both sides simultaneously.

The sharp sword and the hefty mace both targeted Su Heng's waist.

"Clang!"

He didn't dodge.

He just resisted with the strength of his body.

The recently perfected Giant Stone Strength, like a huge bell, was securely inverted over Su Heng's body.

The two struck him seven or eight times, but instead of breaking through his defense, they ended up with sore wrists.

Thump!

Su Heng reached out with one hand and pinched his fingers.

The potent force of his wrist compressed the air into a wave that scattered in all directions.

Zhao Zongwu, Miss Bai, and Li Xunhao stood in different corners of the ring, each with a stern and serious expression.

"Not bad."

Su Heng clapped his hands, "Let's call this spar done for today."

He had initiated it on a whim to test what he had learned; achieving his goal was enough, no need to get serious.

However…

"Elder Zhao truly is stronger with age," Su Heng remarked toward Zhao Zongwu, who bore a vertical pupil on his forehead, with a hint of amazement and laughter.

Among the three, Zhao Zongwu was undoubtedly the strongest.

In the fight moments ago, he was the only one whose strength could threaten Su Heng's guard. Even compared to Song Ting that day, he seemed not much inferior.

It's just unclear why he didn't choose to compete for the position of Tower Master; perhaps he was too old, or simply lacked the ambition.

"Compared to the Tower Master, I am still lacking," Zhao Zongwu bowed slightly.

He then returned to the corner to continue his stance training.

After chatting with the other two for a while, they dispersed. Su Heng, having no airs about him, got along quite well with the elders of the Demon Suppression Tower.

He originally planned to return to his room to read and ponder future integration of Cultivation Techniques.

Unexpectedly, he spotted a familiar figure in the corridor.

Su Heng stopped and greeted, "Long time no see, Li Daoxuan."