"Kid, what are your plans next?" Dian Ling looked at Jiang Yuan, waiting for his answer.

"Don't ask me what my plans are. What about what you promised me? Aren't you going to give it to me?" Jiang Yuan waved his hands, looking like he was demanding something.

The spirit of the palace avoided his gaze, and said guiltily, "What are you talking about? Do I owe you anything?"

"Nonsense! You said you'd give me a Beast Heart Power in return for taking you away from the Tomb of the Warlord!" Jiang Yuan said calmly, shaking his hand again. "So, where's the thing?"

"Do you have such a good memory? I was just mentioning it casually, and you actually took it seriously!" Dian Ling said speechlessly.

"Nonsense, do you think I've gotten a lot out of you? If I don't squeeze you out a bit, I'll lose everything!" Jiang Yuan still remembered how the Palace Spirit had tricked him in various ways, and even endured another tribulation of lightning to bring him out. How could he not get something in return?

"You really think I'm that rich? To adapt to the rules of the final battlefield, all I have left is the power of a beast's heart!" the spirit of the palace sighed.

"Take it out!" Jiang Yuan was still planning to use the Will of Death, so he didn't have time to waste with him.

"Here you go!"

In the end, the spirit of the palace handed over the crimson beast heart power, adding, "This thing is extremely precious, so don't waste it!"

"By the way, give it to your battle pet. Its True Martial bloodline should be able to handle this beast heart well!"

Jiang Yuan's face darkened upon hearing the words "battle pet," and he corrected, "Little Dumpling is not a battle pet!"

"People of your time are really strange. Why do you always have this idea that everyone is born equal? ​​Hasn't there always been a hierarchy throughout history? Whether it's women or servants, as long as you're strong enough, you should have everything you need," the spirit of the palace said, puzzled.

"You'll understand later!" Jiang Yuan didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say that it was in line with the times.

"But speaking of the little dumpling, that guy disappeared after dinner. Where did he go running off to?"

A thought flashed through Jiang Yuan's mind, and he said with a strange expression, "Could it be that she ran off to Liu Zhaodi's place?"

He had heard from Little Fatty before that this guy went to Liu Zhaodi's place every day and had even learned how to watch movies. This guy was on the verge of becoming a genius!

"Kid, I was just asking you something important. What are you planning to do next?" Dian Ling interrupted Jiang Yuan's thoughts and continued with the previous question.

Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow and said casually, "What else can I do? My body is filled with the sub-god level power of that mountain lord, and my main methods are all in the Spirit Awakening System. I am helpless myself."

"I can't help you in my current state. I might as well just remove the sub-god level power from your body!" The spirit of the palace sighed helplessly.

Jiang Yuan's thoughts wavered. The fact that the Palace Spirit remained by his side was always a hidden danger. He did not want to expose the secrets of the Heavenly Eye and the Hand of Death. Therefore, before he was certain that the Palace Spirit was still following him, he did not use the two special abilities in front of the Palace Spirit.

It wasn't that he didn't trust the Temple Spirit, but rather that both powers were far too important to him. Take the Heavenly Eye, for example. Even though the War Lord knew its past life was the Eye of All Heavens, he still couldn't understand its specific function. Aside from the Heavenly Eye, the Hand of Death was an even more secretive existence. Even the War Lord hadn't discovered this special talent of his, meaning that this ability was even superior to the Heavenly Eye.

Therefore, in general, none of these can be easily exposed. And if the spirit of the temple is hiding on me, all my secrets will eventually be revealed.

"Dianling, what are your plans for the future?" Jiang Yuan asked after a long period of contemplation.

"Ah, what do you mean?" The spirit of the palace was a little confused. After thinking for a while, he came to his senses and sighed, "What other plans do I have? I have been guarding the tomb of the Lord of War for five thousand years. I have no ambition. The only thing I can do is watch the successive tomb guardians condense the Five Elements Treasures."

“What I mean is, have you ever thought about being a complete living being and living a normal life?” Jiang Yuan said.

"Hiss, you're not wrong, but I don't have any abilities after leaving the Tomb of the Warlord. How could I have the chance to become a complete being!" The spirit of the temple rarely showed a look of frustration. Its essence was still a weapon spirit. It was only because the Warlord's strength was close to that of a god that it was created to have such high intelligence. However, once it left the Tomb of the Warlord, it would really be nothing.

Jiang Yuan stroked his chin, thought it over, and finally asked uncertainly, "Do you know of a lineage called the 'Human-Character Blacksmith'?"

"Human-character blacksmith?" Dian Ling was stumped by the question, but it was not hard to tell from his expression that he must have heard of this lineage, but he just couldn't remember it for the moment.

"Yes, it's from the dwarves. It's a forging technique that takes creation as its name, but doesn't forge weapons or craft artifacts; it only refines the soul!" Jiang Yuan explained the inheritance of the Human-Character Forger in more detail.

"I remember now!" The spirit's eyes gleamed with excitement. "If such a legacy truly exists, perhaps it can solve my problem!"

"Can it really solve the problem?" Jiang Yuan's face lit up with joy. He had only asked to test the waters.

"The dwarves are not ranked low among the three thousand races. Their Heaven, Earth, and Human inheritances are extremely powerful and specifically designed for weapon spirits like ours. The Heaven inheritance forges weapons of slaughter, the Earth inheritance forges defensive weapons, and the Human inheritance forges spirits of creation!"

The spirit of the palace grew even more excited, and he said, "If all three inheritances help me at the same time, then I can use the power of creation to integrate into a weapon of flesh and blood that combines offense and defense!"

"Flesh and blood weapons?" Jiang Yuan obtained knowledge about flesh and blood weapons from the inheritance of the Sun and Moon Saint Monarch, and then frowned and said, "Isn't this requirement a bit too high? The lowest level of flesh and blood weapons requires at least three Void Spirit Realm blacksmiths to forge, and they must be blacksmiths who have mastered the three forging techniques of Heaven, Earth and Man!"

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