"But his hunger can only be cured by one thing." Feng Xue's eyes seemed to be filled with an inextricable dark gloom. "That is the soul of a different species from the same race."
"Hua Biliu is almost at the growth stage, he can't bear it anymore."
Hearing the word "growth period" again, Luo Jiujiang suddenly shuddered. He remembered what his master had once told him -
The growth methods of alien species are completely different from those of humans and monsters. They have a very unique property, that is, in the three thousand worlds, only one of each species can survive.
This didn't simply refer to competition among siblings, but also encompassed the absolute struggle between the new and the old. Generally, the previous generation of aliens would leave behind a bloodline before their demise, or, in rare cases, those who valued family ties would guide their children to kill them.
But... this doesn't make sense. Luo Jiujiang frowned: Judging from what Feng Xue said, she, Hua Biliu, and the Jinyun Realm Master should all be Taotie alien species. However, in the Three Thousand Worlds, there is no room for two alien species of the same race. How can this Jinyun Lianhuan Realm allow three alien species to coexist at the same time?
"It's not that only one of the species can survive." Feng Xue corrected Luo Jiujiang after hearing his question, "It's that only one of the species can survive to maturity. Besides Hua Biliu, that old stud horse has more than ten biological descendants."
"He raises them like pigs for slaughter. Most xenomorphs reach puberty before they're fifteen, and he eats them all before then—just like he did with those thirty-six children."
Feng Xue had just used this incident to scare Hua Biliu. When Luo Jiujiang heard it at the time, he thought that Feng Xue was probably bluffing. He didn't expect that the truth was so bloody and cruel.
"So Sister Xue escaped and has been weakening her cultivation?" Luo Jiujiang's thoughts turned, and he quickly recalled that in Xie Chuncan's description, Feng Xue was already at the third level of Qi Refining, but now she only has the ability of the first level of Qi Refining.
"The level of cultivation and the level of growth are two different things. If a species reaches its growth stage, even if it idles around and sleeps all day, its cultivation will automatically increase. I have been destroying my own cultivation so as not to hurt Xiao Ren when I transform into a beast." Feng Xue said calmly, "Yes, I escaped to this damn place, but Hua Biyue is completely dead."
Luo Jiujiang's heart suddenly jumped. He looked at Xie Chuncan beside him. Xie Chuncan also showed a strange expression on his face - Feng Xue's tone seemed to indicate that Hua Biyue was definitely not another name for her.
She said the three words Hua Biyue as if she was saying another person.
"Who exactly is Hua Biyue..." Xie Chuncan frowned.
"Hua Biyue is Hua Biliu's sister, the daughter of that old pervert, and the true owner of this alien body." Feng Xue said indifferently, "And I have always been Feng Xue. I am just a wandering soul attracted by her various resistances before her death."
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Chen Duan nervously followed the purple-robed man in front of him into the hall.
The Spirit Snake Lord, who merged the three great worlds into one, was unpredictable in his moods. The gifts and invitations sent by the lords of various realms could almost pile up into a small mountain, but when faced with various spiritual herbs, magic tools, elixirs, fairy plants, and even beautiful women, he showed no preference at all.
Just as the major families were constantly speculating about his preferences, the Spirit Snake Master suddenly issued an order. He wanted a sword that could fully match the young man's sharpness.
As far as Chen Duan knew, there were probably no less than a hundred weapon-refining masters invited to the Spirit Snake Hall. He was not the most famous among them, but he was the only one who was summoned by the Spirit Snake Master - because he was the only one who asked for too much.
After all, a knife used by a young man is not worth the skin of a Satin Yuntun Sky Python.
The purple-robed man led Chen Duan into the hall. A throne sat high above. Chen Duan could only see a corner of the robe of the Spirit Snake Lord who was sitting in the hall.
This Spirit Snake Lord was completely different from the Realm Lords Chen Duan had heard of before. He was only a few feet away from the other party, but he did not feel the pressure coming from him.
The person seated above remained silent for a long time, and Chen Duan mustered up the courage to raise his head. The man on the throne possessed a status and power not to be underestimated in the Three Thousand Worlds. His robes were ornate and elaborate, and his cultivation was enough to rank among the top ten in the world.
However, his expression was almost haggard. Chen Duan looked at him, and it felt like he was looking at a pile of slowly dying embers.
"Weapon refiner?" asked the Spirit Snake Lord.
"Yes." Chen Duan said hurriedly with fear and trepidation. He felt his palms were wet and slippery. The other party only said three words, but they made him sweat all over.
"You want satin wonton python?"
"Yes," Chen Duan replied resolutely, "I know this request is too greedy, but I believe I can definitely refine a magical weapon that best suits the Realm Master's wishes. If not, I am willing to pay with my own life... The skin of the Satin Cloud Swallowing Sky Python is the last ingredient needed for my deceased wife's coffin. I only hope that the Realm Master can have the slightest bit of mercy and have mercy on me..."
The man on the throne didn't let him continue: "Give it to him."
Chen Duan was stunned, unable to imagine that he could get what he needed so easily.
Overjoyed, he felt nothing but a desire to repay his loyalty: "Thank you, Lord! May I ask, Lord..."
The purple-robed man who brought him to the hall seemed to know what he wanted to ask and quickly pulled him back.
Chen Duan finally managed to break free from the other party's silence and said in confusion, "The sword must suit the sword master's temperament and character. I just want to know for whom the realm master wants to forge this sword? I wonder if I can have the honor of meeting that person?"
"I guessed it, but don't mention it again." The purple-robed man sighed, "The sword was made for our young master. Our master once promised to find him a good sword. As for the young master, he has already..."
The man in purple robe couldn't say any more, so he made a gesture.
Chen Duan understood what the other party meant, and he opened his eyes wide in surprise.
The author has something to say: I’m very sorry for not updating yesterday. I went to the deep mountains yesterday and there was no signal. I was also sick, so I didn’t update. I feel very ashamed.
I haven't recovered from my illness yet, so tomorrow I might update in the afternoon or evening, and I might not be able to update on time at 9 o'clock_(:3∠)_You should just check the bookshelf for updates.
It’s a bit too late to update today, kand wish you all a sweet dream tonight =w=
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