"System, open your personal panel."

[Ding! Host, please look at the big screen!]

[Host: Su Bai]

Cultivation Level: Mortal 0/1

(can add points)

[Attribute Points: 0]

[Constitution: 1]

(Points can be added; a qualitative change will occur when physique reaches 100.)

[Spirit: 1]

(Points can be added; a qualitative change occurs when Spirit reaches 100.)

[Talents: Pure Sword Heart (Supreme), SSR-level Creature Blood Devouring the Sky 0/800,000 (Supreme), SSS-level Dark Night, SSS-level Madness (Mystic Rank, reached the limit), SSS-level Sword Soul (Mystic Rank, reached the limit)]

Lifespan: 30 days

[Martial Arts: C-rank sword skill "Three Swords of Soaring Wind" (Proficiency: Supreme), A-rank group damage sword skill "Autumn Water" (Proficiency: Supreme), S-rank sword skill "Demon Slayer" (Proficiency: Supreme), Supreme sword skill "Invincible Sword Drawing Technique" (Proficiency: Supreme)]

[Weapons: SSR Immortal-Slaying Sword (Supreme), SSR Human Emperor Armor (Supreme), SSR Human Emperor Banner (Supreme), SSR Human Emperor Brush (Supreme)]

(Unable to add points due to lack of specific items)

"So, for me now, before breaking through to the previous realm, each realm only requires 1 attribute point?"

[Back to host, in Desperate Mode, that's indeed the case. However, this method of allocating points only applies to realm, constitution, and does not include spirit!]

"knew."

Disappear from the attribute panel.

Despite the pain radiating from all parts of his body, Su Bai shakily got out of bed.

He looked around and found that it was an open meadow surrounded by dark forests.

To his surprise, despite being in such a dense forest, he did not hear a single sound from wild beasts or monsters.

He frowned, then strode towards a dense forest, but after only two steps, he turned back and picked up the dagger from the ground.

In the previous battles, apart from the Immortal Execution Sword which he brought to this world, all of his other weapons were suppressed by Ouyang Yun in the Heavenly Path Realm.

In his current state, if he wants to kill a demon, he will naturally need the assistance of a weapon.

"You...you, are you going to kill me again?"

As Su Bai stood up with the dagger in his hand, he saw the woman from before clutching her robe tightly, looking at him with a nervous expression.

Perhaps because she had just woken up, drool was still dripping from the corner of her mouth, making her look somewhat comical.

"no."

Su Bai shook his head.

"No, don't kill me? Then, then, why are you holding a dagger? Could it be...?"

The woman's expression tightened, as if she had realized something, and she covered her mouth and kept backing away.

"You, you, you don't need to cut your palm anymore. I've already drunk your blood. Now I... I can live for a year. A year is enough to wait for my brother to come back... He is, he is a pseudo-saint, a pseudo-saint powerhouse, he's incredibly powerful!"

Upon hearing this...

Su Bai looked down and realized that the woman had already treated the wound he had cut earlier.

"No, please don't cut anymore! I can live, I can live for a year..."

The woman seemed worried that Su Bai was cutting his palm, and she urged him anxiously.

As she spoke, she took out a jade pendant, on which two warm, ancient characters were inscribed—

One year.

"Look..."