Chapter 784: Keep Chen Chu, Damn Mating Season (I)

Inside the narrow, mist-filled bathroom, the Shi Sisters were washing the sweat and grime from their bodies.

Shi Feitong, who had a well-proportioned figure and delicately beautiful features, stood behind her elder sister. Her heart ached as she gently massaged a purplish-black bruise on Shi Feirou’s back.

"Sis, does it still hurt?"

A surge of fiery vitality, akin to a Fourth Heavenly Realm cultivator, pulsed through Shi Feitong’s hands. It radiated intense heat to help dissolve the blood stasis and accelerate healing.

During their latest expedition into the ruined city, they had encountered a powerful hammer-wielding monster. Had Shi Feirou not shielded her, Shi Feitong would have been severely wounded, if not outright killed.

"It’s fine. Just some internal displacement. It’s already much better now," Shi Feirou replied as she tilted her head up, letting the warm spray fall on her flawless face and soak her long black hair. Droplets trailed from her collarbones and slid down her body.

Compared to her sister’s more balanced figure, Shi Feirou, standing at a statuesque 1.75 meters, had an outright exaggerated physique.

Huge breasts, a slender waist, and long, straight legs—if this were an era of peace, she would’ve been a peerless beauty pursued by countless men.

Shi Feitong lowered her voice cautiously as she asked, "Sis, who do you think Chen Chu really is?"

"He’s probably not from our world," Shi Feirou replied thoughtfully, recalling how Chen Chu had descended from the sky.

"He initially spoke a language different from ours—not one of the three major dialects—and even asked what world he was in and what year it was. I didn’t sense any hostility from him... or rather, any hostility toward humans. I get the feeling he's a powerful warrior from the ancient human race."

"The ancient humans? But that’s just a myth," Shi Feitong blurted in surprise.

Shi Feirou opened her eyes, and a wave of searing heat radiated from her. As her vitality surged, faint red light shimmered beneath her skin.

Snap!

Her whole body trembled. Every drop of water on her skin exploded outward, and even the showerhead’s spray was stopped by an invisible force field that extended ten centimeters from her body.

Phew!

Shi Feirou exhaled slowly, and a blast of heat jetted out a full meter, forming a powerful wave of air. Finally, with a calm composure, she asked, "Little Tong, do you think the vitality we cultivate within us is just a myth?

"And that punch he threw—he blasted apart a tier 7 mutated monster and destroyed half a city. His power far exceeds even the strongest known tier 8 warriors today, and that was when he was seriously injured. Imagine his strength at full power... he might be beyond tier 9, a mythical war general."

Shi Feirou couldn’t stop her admiration from lighting up her eyes again.

Because they cultivated arts inherited from the ancient human race, the levels in their world mirrored those of the ancients. It started with tiers 1 through 9, and above that were war generals, monarchs, and emperors.

However, after years of apocalyptic upheaval, the strongest cultivators known had only reached the peak of tier 8—no one had broken through to tier 9 yet.

Most people were ordinary body enhancement practitioners at tier 1 or 2. A tier 5 like Shi Feirou was already considered an expert. After all, geniuses were rare.

Hence, when Shi Feitong heard that Chen Chu could have descended from another world and was possibly an ancient war general, her jaw dropped in disbelief. "An ancient war general... the kind said to rival gods..."

She recalled how, even with his aura suppressed, Chen Chu still gave off an overwhelming sense of nobility, majesty, and an untouchable pressure that loomed over all life.

Shi Feirou nodded firmly. "Yes. A true ancient war general."

Shi Feitong grew visibly excited. Certain parts of her even quivered with anticipation. "Sis, if he’s really that strong, doesn’t that mean our world might actually have a chance?"

"Not necessarily." Unlike her excited sister, Shi Feirou remained more composed. "We don’t know his purpose in coming to our world, and we have no idea how ancient humans view us. We’re forgotten descendants. If they look down on us, then once he recovers, he may just leave.

"Regardless, he is undeniably our best hope to rebuild our home. If he’s willing to fight, then with his power, he could sweep across this entire world. He could crush even those Tyrant Dragons—those disaster incarnates.

"That’s why we need to find a way to make him stay.”

When the Destructive Dragon Emperor’s body suddenly surged by over 190 meters to reach a staggering 2,100 meters, Alicia, the Longjia King, was left utterly speechless in awe.

The body of a colossal beast fused with the laws of the world, and its bloodline was the origin of those laws. For that reason, the growth of a titan-level colossal beast was even slower than that of mythical-level beasts.

Every step of advancement required it to slumber—the colossal beasts’ version of cultivation—for an extended time.

Once a beast reached this stage, its titan body would gradually attain world-like properties. It would become a "world" unto itself, capable of nurturing principles.

Thus, every increment in strength for a titan-level beast demanded an insane amount of energy and time. Even natural treasures infused with law origins had to be painstakingly refined over time to gradually yield growth.

Over all these years, Alicia had consumed eight pearls condensed by the Ancient Divine Clam.

Back when she was still at the mythical level, refining a single pearl took ten years. Now that she was at the titan level, each one still required over two years to digest.

Yet the Dragon Emperor refined that pearl in mere moments! Did it not need time to transform at all!?

While the Longjia King was still reeling in shock, however, the rest of the Dragon Palace was already accustomed to the sight.

The Silver Colossal Dragon stared at the black-and-red beast, whose aura was shaking the very world, and let out low roars of excitement.

Ao Tian, are we going to continue sweeping across the Chaotic Sea, or charge into the depths of the Chaotic Region?

After annihilating an empire ruled by alien colossal beasts in today’s battle, the Silver Dragon's bloodlust had been fully ignited. It was itching to slaughter the next colossal beast empire.

Like a mountain in motion, the Dragon Emperor let out a deep, commanding growl.

No rush. We need to digest today’s harvest first. Besides, we haven’t destroyed the Black Abyssal Lizardmen’s stronghold yet. As a civilization that once dominated this stretch of ocean, their base must have some valuable things.

Immediately, the Golden-Blue Colossal Dragon growled with excitement.

The great Thorsafi loves shiny treasures the most. Saixitia, let’s go loot their den!

The Single-Horned Kunpeng flapped its wings, sending white waves rolling as it excitedly chirped,

Finding good stuff is what I do best—I'm coming too!

Now that the Titanic Flame Whale, the Lizardman King, and other mythical and above lifeforms had been slain, along with over a million elite forces, the Black Abyssal Race was virtually extinct.

Raiding their nest was simply a treasure hunt at this point. Even the Deep Sea Dragon Turtle and the other colossal beasts began to roar eagerly.

The Dragon Emperor shook its head as it thought to itself,

These guys are too naive.

What treasure can the Black Abyssal Lizardmen possibly have left? If they had anything worthwhile, it would've been consumed already. They aren't like humans; they don’t understand how to mine minerals and build up treasure stores.

And haven’t they noticed Alicia hasn’t reacted? As a longtime enemy, she’d have known about any valuables that still remain.

The Dragon Emperor turned to the Longjia King and rumbled,

Alicia, what’s the production cycle for these Ancient Clams' pearls? What’s the current inventory like? Any tolerance issues with long-term use?

The Longjia King respectfully responded, "Currently, over three hundred Ancient Clams exist within the micro-world. Besides the largest Ancient Divine Clam, there are seven titan-level and fifty-six mythical-level clams, while the rest are level 8 or 9.

"However, these clams are special. While their total energy is immense, they lack attack power and can’t control laws.

"Their pearl production cycle depends on how much transcendent energy they absorb. Feeding them resources rich in energy can accelerate output. With the territory we currently control, the resources we collect allow the Ancient Divine Clam to produce one top-level divine pearl every twenty years.

"The titan-level clams can produce a high-level divine pearl every five years. Mythical-level clams take one year to yield a middle-level pearl. Level 9 clams need three months to produce low-level pearls.

"These divine pearls don’t create tolerance with repeated use, but because the biological energy within them is so pure, it takes around three years to fully absorb a single high-level pearl—otherwise, much of it would be wasted.

"We currently have two high-level pearls in storage, fifteen middle-level ones, and over fifty low-level or ordinary ones. They’re all here."

A red gemstone embedded in the Longjia King’s hand glowed. Then, more than seventy divine pearls floated into the air, each radiating intense energy fluctuations.

The Silver Dragon and the others lit up at once, their eyes fixed on the treasure, especially the two high-level pearls condensed by titan-level Ancient Clams. These were already approaching law-level divine items.

A single high-level divine pearl contained energy equivalent to five top-level fruits condensed from the Red Divine Tree, and that was just from accelerated growth with resource infusion. If a titan-level Ancient Clam naturally condensed a pearl over many years, it would be law-level at minimum.

As the true decision-maker of the Dragon Palace, the Dragon Emperor wasted no time allocating the spoils.

Saixitia, you and Thorsafi each get one high-level pearl.