One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 104: 100: Skeleton Dragon Demon, Corpse Mountain of Breath Swamp

With the Wolf King's flesh field, plus the previously accumulated demonic blood and flesh.

During the following period, Su Heng's attribute point gains were finally assured.

Seven days flew by quickly.

In the study on the fifth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, Su Heng opened his eyes.

An attribute panel appeared before him, and he allocated all three hundred attribute points he had accumulated over time into the Minor Five Elements Fist.

[Entry-Level... Advanced... Mastery... Limit Break]

[Detection of partial overlap between Minor Five Elements Fist and Green Wood Longevity Technique, do you wish to choose to fuse and strengthen]

[Yes]

Green Wood Longevity Technique, Miniature Mist Skill, Cold Ice Charm.

Following Su Heng's choice, the three cultivation techniques along with the Minor Five Elements Fist vanished, replaced by a completely new technique.

[Skeleton Dragon Demon Entry-Level (Special Effect: Transformed Dragon State!)]

"Just merging three techniques has already exhausted the remaining attribute points."

"That's right, these three techniques originally belonged to the same system."

"And the Skeleton Dragon Demon, what is this..."

All kinds of thoughts surged in Su Heng's mind, but before he could ponder in detail, a sharp pain interrupted his thoughts.

"Hiss..."

The sound of bones vibrating and tensing echoed incessantly from his body.

Within every bone in his body, an unbearable, intense itching sensation emerged as if thousands of venomous ants were biting on his periosteum.

Especially the spine,

If viewed from the back, one could see the vertebrae of Su Heng protruding out one by one.

As if endowed with their own life, they thrashed and twisted beneath Su Heng's loose black robe.

"What is happening!"

Su Heng clenched his teeth tightly, balled his fists, and glared with bulging eyes.

The sudden severe change caused his forehead to break out in copious sweat. Before it could even fall, it was evaporated by his rapidly rising body temperature, turning into a wisp of white smoke with a hiss.

Looking at the attribute panel before him.

In the section for Bone Mutation, the numbers were jumping rapidly.

Starting from just over a hundred, within a few breaths, it had surpassed two hundred and was still not showing signs of stopping completely.

"Transformed Dragon State!"

Su Heng, sensing something, activated the newly acquired talent voluntarily.

Boom!

Like a world-ending volcanic eruption.

In an instant, a wave of pitch-black qi surged out from Su Heng's body, stirring up surging air waves, turning into a dense fog. The cabinets, tapestries, and iron chains in the room swayed with a clanging noise. A teapot on the desk fell and shattered into countless pieces, spilling tea all over.

Within the pitch-black fog formed by the qi, a pair of blood-red eyes slowly opened.

Su Heng's stature swelled inch by inch, his muscles stacked upon one another, first turning into dragon-like, chunky scales, and then evolving from the scales into dense, black-metallic armors. Among the gaps of the armor flowed lines of red, flame-like patterns.

They were not real flames, yet even more fierce and violent than flames.

They were the representation of Su Heng's powerful blood qi.

Apart from this fierce, terrifying dragon-demon-like scale armor, numerous bone spikes protruded outwards from Su Heng's spine and joints, flickering with a cold glint under the sunlight. His entire being resembled a heartless monster born solely for combat.

And yet, even this was far from being complete.

Su Heng stretched out his hand towards his forehead, feeling clearly the bulges amidst his black hair.

These should be where the dragon horns reside.

But since only three techniques had been merged, Skeleton Dragon Demon was not perfected, hence the horns failed to fully grow out.

However...

Even so, the surprises brought by it were already immense.

Bang!

Su Heng took big strides towards a corner of the room.

This study room, designated for the use of the Tower Master, spanned five hundred square meters.

Besides the office area, it also had separate practice areas, meditation rooms, tea rooms, and so on for Su Heng's use.

Though small, it was fully equipped.

Su Heng was now in the practice area located in the corner.

The practice area wasn't large, but it was paved with radiant stones. Besides being able to suppress demons, another most notable characteristic of these materials was their hardness. Weapons made from high-quality radiant stones could even pose a certain threat to Su Heng previously.

At the edge of the radiant stone practice area lay a black cubic slab about three meters high and one meter in both width and length.

Made of precious radiant stone material as well.

However, this huge stone tablet displayed various large and small, deep and shallow fist imprints.

These were all left by Su Heng during his previous practice.

Although Su Heng had been equally powerful before, no matter what method he tried, even activating Ghost Back, he could only leave marks on it and was unable to completely shatter the stone tablet.

But now—

Boom!

In his Transformed Dragon State, Su Heng threw a punch directly.

A terrifying boom exploded, reverberating throughout the entire Demon Suppression Tower.

The huge black radiant stone tablet, as if a bomb had been concealed inside it, exploded and shattered instantaneously.

Hundreds of shattered stones shot up into the sky, and a massive wave of air swept through the entire room. The huge tapestry hanging on the wall ripped with a tearing sound, and cracks appeared on the ebony bookshelves. The various documents on the desk were enveloped by the air currents, fluttering in mid-air like falling snow and casting large shadows.

"Whew!"

With a punch thrown, Su Heng only felt an exhilarating catharsis within.

He looked at the shattered and disintegrating radiant stone stele before him, then lowered his gaze to his own enormous, pitch-black iron fist, the corners of his mouth upturning uncontrollably in glee.

Bang bang bang!

However, that joy didn't last too long.

Frantic knocking sounds came through.

Su Heng turned around, and as the dust began to settle in the outer office, a mess of a desk and floor emerged.

"This might be a bit troublesome..." Su Heng frowned slightly, sensing the complexity of the situation.

He took a step forward.

One after another, the sound of cracking came from inside his body.

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Su Heng slowly shrank from a three-point-five-meter-tall Transformed Dragon State back to a normal size of two meters seventy, then stretched his hand to take a black robe with gold trim from the coat rack and draped it over himself.

"Click!"

The door opened, and outside stood a pretty girl with wheat-colored skin, timidly looking at Su Heng.

"The elders heard some noise outside and sent me to see what happened."

Su Heng touched his chin, his gaze lingering momentarily on the girl's face. He then stepped aside to let her enter his room.

This girl was actually an elder of the Sky Wolf Sect, Ye Tong, who had disguised herself as a disciple of the Demon Suppression Tower by utilizing the talent of "Baixiao Tongtian."

She followed Su Heng into the room, cautiously stepping in as if entering the lair of some ferocious beast.

She was greeted by an intense smell of sebaceous hormones, like a natural-born king declaring his presence without restraint.

Then Ye Tong saw an office in disarray.

The entire room looked as though it had been hit by a furious gale, with various papers strewn all over the floor.

Some of the papers were soaked with tea, emitting a faint tinge of tea yellow.

Ye Tong looked deeper into the room and her pupils shrank slightly. There was the exploded radiant stone stele, its fragments partly on the floor, partly embedded in the ceiling and walls of the room. It wasn't difficult to imagine what had occurred here just moments ago to cause such a loud disturbance.

She shifted her gaze slightly away from the training ground and felt her heart skip a beat as if struck by lightning, freezing once again.

On a large coat rack to the side.

She saw a cloak of pure white, unmistakably made from the hide of Lord Cang Ye.

Her fingers slowly clenched into fists, and her heart felt like it was plummeting into a bottomless abyss, so much so that the whole world around her seemed to peel away, turning surreal.

Fortunately, Su Heng's light and comfortable voice drifted over, pulling Ye Tong back to reality.

"Help me tidy up the room," Su Heng said, casually sitting on his bronze seat with his legs crossed.

"Would you like some tea?" Su Heng asked.

"No… no need," Ye Tong replied, bowing her head and turning away from Su Heng to hide the pallor on her face.

Fortunately, Su Heng didn't give it much thought and merely asked in passing.

He flicked his wrist and pulled a travelogue to browse through, passing the time, relaxing.

The book was titled "Grass Hall Travel Records," written by a Traveling Taoist named Nan Zhai.

It said.

Following the Guan river upstream leads to Breath Swamp.

And north of Breath Swamp is Corpse Mountain.

Corpse Mountain isn't an actual mountain but a name for a geographical region.

As the legend goes, there was once an ancient kingdom's capital here, but a horrific disaster occurred thousands of years ago. Corpses were strewn everywhere, blood flowed like rivers, and hence the land was renamed "Corpse Mountain." There are many demons in Corpse Mountain, and there is also a beautiful jade known as "Cang."

Swallowing this Cang jade can not only enhance one's Cultivation Technique but also neutralize all poisons in the world.

To the average person, this book would seem like an exaggeration or a myth.

But Su Heng knew otherwise. At least some of the information in this book must be true.

"Corpse Mountain," Su Heng had never been there.

But on the ninth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, there is a demon from "Corpse Mountain" imprisoned.

The higher you go in the nine-story Demon Suppression Tower, the more powerful the imprisoned demons are.

Even Demon Kings of Baihua County, known as the top demons around, only qualify to be imprisoned on the eighth floor. The demon from "Corpse Mountain," however, was confined alone on the ninth floor, sealed with the energy from the ley lines of the entire Baihua County, which gives some idea of its formidable strength.

"I'm done," came a timid voice while Su Heng was deep in thought.

"The disciple spoke timidly."

"Don't be scared," Su Heng said with a reassuring smile upon seeing her fearful demeanor. "I'm not a demon; I don't eat people."

"Yes…" The disciple nodded but still didn't dare to look at him.

Since Su Heng saw her act this way, he didn't insist.

He set down his crossed legs and placed the travelogue casually on the tea table next to him.

He stood up and took a sharp radiant stone dagger from the weapons rack in the corner of the room and handed it to the disciple.

The disciple clumsily accepted it. "What is this for?"

"Come with me," Su Heng said, turning and walking toward the door, "You did a good job. Help me with one more thing."

"What help?" Ye Tong asked, watching Su Heng's back, gripping the dagger until her knuckles turned white.

Su Heng did not answer but asked back in a casual yet slightly mysterious tone, "Do you know what a 'meat field' is?"

"I don't…" Ye Tong felt a sudden ominous premonition rise within her.