Picking Up Attributes From Today

by Stayrr

In Heaven’s Vault Continent, Colossal Dragons, Titans, Beast People, Fairies, Magical Beasts, and other races reign supreme! Humans are treated like s*aves and lowlifes, while Dragon People act all high and mighty and consider themselves nobility! However, a new addition will rock the boat and overturn the status quo! His name is Meng Lei, and he is a human from Earth that trans

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Chapter 97: Severing A Wing, Earning Another 30 Million Gold Coins

Pin-drop silence reigned atop the city walls.

The Flying Dragon Troops were as quiet as mice.

Everyone watched helplessly as Meng Lei beat the living daylights out of the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King, finding the fact impossible to accept.

That was the great, mighty Flying Dragon King, a noble Duke of the kingdom, and a strong, powerful ninth-grade expert... When had he ever had the living daylights beaten out of him like that?

Shock!

Confusion!

Disbelief!

Yet, no matter what, it couldn't change the fact that the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King was being beaten into a pulp. Lightning bolts as thick as water barrels continued to crash down upon him, the interval between each lightning bolt never going past a second. The Double-Legged Flying Dragon King didn't even have time to catch his breath. Who was going to be beaten into a pulp, if not him?

"That guy sure is unlucky!"

Ol' Amos felt rather sympathetic toward the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King now. If he'd been facing a typical Great Ninth-Grade Magician, he definitely wouldn't have been in such a sorry state.

Unfortunately, the one he'd run into was Meng Lei—a monster that could do insta-release ninth-grade spells.

How was he going to win?

Even if Meng Lei didn't instantly release eighth-grade or ninth-grade spells, just that Seventh-Grade Spell, Thunder Light alone was already enough to beat him up to the point where he had no means of retaliation.

Win?

The concept didn't even exist!

"Meng Lei!" Ol' Amos shook his head lightly. "Killing him brings you no boons. Instead, it'll even cause you a whole lot of unnecessary trouble. Just let him off."

Meng Lei considered for a brief moment and then nodded slowly.

Indeed, that was true. The Double-Legged Flying Dragon King was one of Fire Dragon Kingdom's Dukes, after all. It wasn't difficult to kill him, but the series of consequences that would bring was something that the current him couldn't bear.

It went back to the same old thing—before one possessed enough strength, if they must hide and lay low, then they must hide and lay low. If they must mature like a coward, then they still have to mature like a coward.

"Fine! I'll spare that old dog's life!"

Meng Lei took up Ol' Amos' suggestion. He stopped casting Thunder Light and released the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King.

"You lowly piece of trash! Die!"

After he was freed, not only was the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King not grateful, but he even returned kindness with animosity instead. He charged toward Meng Lei at lightning-quick speed.

However, he had only just flown right up to Meng Lei when a lightning blade shot down from the heavens and slashed across his left wing in a split second, severing it at the base!

Splurt!

The wing left his body, and dragon blood spurted about. Intense, unbearable pain assaulted the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King's senses, and he let out a shrill, tragic cry before plummeting straight toward the ground.

"You may live on, but not without punishment. This spatial ring of yours is now mine. I'll take it as compensation for all of you affronting me!"

Meng Lei's voice was aloof and distant. He grabbed the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King's severed wing and removed the spatial ring on it. Then, he tossed the wing aside casually, as though he was discarding rubbish.

The whole place fell into dead silence.

This sight filled everyone with fear and trepidation. Severing the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King's wing with a casual wave? Wasn't he a little too savage? That was the great Double-Legged Flying Dragon King, after all!

"That fellow..."

Marquis Gould narrowed his eyes, a hint of graveness flashing across the bottom of his eyes. Since Meng Lei could beat the living daylights out of the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King, then didn't that mean that he could also do the same to him?

He was already that powerful when he had only just broken through?

"From this point onward, yet another person stronger than me has come into being... Sigh!"

Marquis Gould's emotions were rather complex. With a wave, he ordered, "Bring a few light-elemental Magicians over here to follow me and check on Duke Nicolas' injuries."

"Yes, my lord!"

Elsewhere, Meng Lei had already kept the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King's spatial ring. He then landed on the ground and began to collect the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants' magic cores as though he was the only person present.

When one's cultivation reached a realm like his, their spiritual power could physically manifest and perfectly interfere with reality. Thus, retrieving items via telekinesis was no problem for them.

As he passed through the area, all the magic cores within several hundred meters of him disappeared, leaving behind not even a single one...

"T-the devil has come?"

"Run...!"

Upon the sight of Meng Lei coming over, all the Double-Legged Flying Dragons looked as though they had just seen a ghost. They flew away in a panic, terribly afraid that Meng Lei would strike them to death with a lightning bolt should they be even a step too slow.

The sight of Meng Lei beating the living daylights out of the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King just now had left an exceptionally deep impression on them and terribly frightened them. For a very long time to come, they probably wouldn't be able to rid themselves of that fear.

"Duke Nicolas, are you alright?"

"Hurry! Treat Duke Nicolas' injuries!"

Thanks to the few light-elemental Magicians' efforts, the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King's severed wing was successfully reattached, and his other wounds also fully healed. However, this time round, he didn't charge toward Meng Lei anymore.

He had been badly frightened.

Since that lightning blade could sever his left wing so easily, then it definitely could sever his head just as easily. If he charged forward again, who was to say that the lightning blade wouldn't land on his head this time?

If he didn't want to die, then he had no choice but to wuss out.

"Marquis Gould, who's that guy?"

"I don't know, either!"

"You don't know? Isn't he someone from your frontier troops?"

"No, he isn't."

Marquis Gould shook his head lightly. Then, he recounted what he knew of Meng Lei, which made the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King break into a huge frown.

Identity unknown?

Just broken through to ninth-grade?

And even knows Dragon-Language Magic?

"I don't care who you are, but I will have my revenge for sure!"

Meng Lei was highly efficient. He had already collected all the magic cores in the area within a dozen kilometers in under ten minutes. What disappointed him, however, was that he had only collected a total of 28,743 magic cores.

It doesn't even come up to 30,000,000 gold coins?

Meng Lei's brows furrowed tightly, and he looked at the Flying Dragon Troops extremely hostilely.

If that bunch of idiots hadn't eaten some of them, it would've passed the 30,000,000-mark for sure!

That's 30,000,000 gold coins, you know! 30,000,000!

You bastards, since you've eaten a few million of my gold coins, you can say that there's a feud between us now. If I get a chance to in the future, I'll definitely take all of you out in one go and then gouge out all of your magic cores as compensation!

After glowering at the Flying Dragon Troops, Meng Lei decided to leave. At that point, Marquis Gould strode forward and called out, "Lord Magician, please wait a moment!"

Meng Lei wasn't very fond of the frontier troops, so he couldn't be bothered to even pay him any heed. He steered the magic carpet and rushed up into the sky.

"My lord, that fellow is simply too full of himself!" barked an indignant attendant.

"Hmph!"

Marquis Gould snorted, his countenance displeased and sinister.

After leaving the Great Dragon Blood Wall, Meng Lei didn't return to the valley where the villagers were temporarily staying at. Instead, he was rather troubled over another issue—why must he wait for the ant tide to charge out of the Magical Beast Forest and then passively defend against them? Why not take the initiative to launch an attack and invade them instead?

As the saying went, "Nothing good comes without risk".

Besides, he had the magic carpet, so what could the ant tide do to him?

The moment he thought of that, Meng Lei felt like everything had become clear at once, and he promptly charged into the Magical Beast Forest.

"Ol' President, the ant tide has devoured all the Magical Beasts in the forest. Doesn't that mean that there won't be any more Magical Beasts in the forest for a very long time to come?"

Meng Lei chatted idly with Ol' Amos while flying on the magic carpet. The old man had seen a lot of the world and was very knowledgeable, so he had learned a lot through his chats with him.

"That's not the case!" Ol' Amos gave him an odd smile and said, "In truth, after every ant tide, not only would the Magical Beasts in the forest not disappear, but they would even increase in numbers. They would reoccupy every corner of the Magical Beast Forest and turn the forest back into their paradise."

"Uh..." Meng Lei looked dumbfounded. "Increase in numbers? How can that be? Didn't you say that the ant tide would eat all the Magical Beasts? Why would their numbers increase? Did they all go into hiding? But that shouldn't be! The ant tide is everywhere, so where can they even hide?"

"They didn't go into hiding and have certainly been devoured by the ant tide. However, after the ant tide, more Magical Beasts will indeed appear in the forest.

"As for the reason, that's a secret. A secret that belongs to the Magical Beasts!" A smiling Ol' Amos twisted his beard and decided to keep Meng Lei in suspense.

"A secret?"

Meng Lei was taken aback.

"Yes, a secret! One that you'll only be qualified to know when you've broken through to Saint Domain. When the time comes, you'll realize that this world is very big and that what you know... is only very little!"

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Chapter 98: Dragon-Language Magic, An Abnormal Ant Tide

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A secret that he'd only be qualified to know when he broke through to Saint Domain?

Meng Lei rolled his eyes, dissatisfied with Ol' Amos' explanation. However, he didn't press on. Although 1 billion gold coins was an astronomical sum of money, it wasn't entirely out of reach.

Meng Lei believed that he'd definitely be able to save up 1 billion gold coins, break through the ninth-grade boundary, and become an existence that stood far above all others.

The Saint Domain realm was just a matter of time.

Meng Lei sped the whole way and returned to the Magical Beast Forest again. He didn't see any traces of the ant tide in the outer boundaries, but as he went deeper into the forest, the ant tide gradually began to show up.

The scale became larger and larger, and their numbers became bigger and bigger.

In the beginning, it was just a small group of stragglers and wandering soldiers, but in the end, they had turned into a large spread of red torrents.

Like a breached dam, the ant tide barged about everywhere in the Magical Beast Forest. They spread to every nook and cranny of the forest. Everywhere they passed by, they left behind only ghastly white bones and a floor full of blood.

"Hiss, hiss!"

A huge python over 30 meters long and as thick as a water barrel curled into an S-shape and fled at high speed in the woods. Behind it was a deluge of red torrents surging toward it.

Meng Lei found the python—a Thorn Python—very familiar to the eye. The first Magical Beast that he had encountered back when he had first entered the Magical Beast Forest was exactly a Thorn Python, a snake-species Second-Grade Magical Beast.

He could clearly remember that the Thorn Python had attacked him back then. If he hadn't run fast enough, he would have long since been killed by it.

Only half a year had passed since then, but Meng Lei no longer thought much of the little Thorn Python anymore. He could kill it even with just a light breath of his.

How things had changed with time, and how people had changed, despite the environment remaining the same...

"Hiss, hiss!"

The Thorn Python fled desperately, but it was ultimately still just a Second-Grade Magical Beast. The ant tide caught up to it in no time. A shrill, tragic cry rang out and then faded away very quickly.

The ant tide continued to advance, but the Thorn Python was gone forever. The Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants had split it among themselves, leaving behind not even a bit of the python.

"That's really crazy!" After witnessing this scene, Meng Lei's hair couldn't help but stand on end. "Scenes like this are probably taking place everywhere in the entire Magical Beast Forest."

"That's what it's like when an ant tide erupts."

Ol' Amos nodded with a sigh. "And this is just within the Magical Beast Forest where the ones being devoured are only Magical Beasts, too. If the ant tide invades the human kingdoms... Now, that's what you'd call tragic!

"I had once witnessed with my own eyes the ant tide cleanly devouring more than a billion people. Overnight, more than a billion people went missing, and the whole place within a radius of 5,000 kilometers turned straight into a ghost town. It was practically unbearable to look at.

"That is what a true catastrophe in the human world is. Despite how so many years have already passed, whenever I think back to it, it still makes my hair stand on end, and I still remember it as though it had only happened yesterday."

Meng Lei couldn't help but gasp chills running down his spine.

More than a billion people gone in just a night?

"There's nothing more terrifying about the ant tide than that!"

Ol' Amos said gravely, "They'll eat everything that can be eaten, be it Magical Beasts or humans. As long as it can be eaten, they won't let anything off!

"An ant tide is a disaster itself! A natural disaster that nobody can stop!"

Meng Lei agreed wholeheartedly with Ol' Amos' words. "Since it's a disaster, then let us stop this disaster. I don't believe that there's really no end to the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants!"

If there's really no end to them, then that's just as well, too. Won't my 1 billion gold coins be settled, then?

"Seventh-Grade Spell, Flame Inferno!"

Boom!

A white fireball 100 meters wide plummeted from the sky and exploded right in the center of the ant tide wave. Amid the earth-shattering explosions, flames surged into the sky, and the whole area within several kilometers turned into a sea of fire.

Crackle!

A wide expanse of Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants was burned into ashes while the red ant tide's center turned into a void!

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Meng Lei's Wealth increased frantically!

"Wonderful!"

Meng Lei felt marvelous. Then, he went to the front of the ant tide and threw down another white 100-meter-wide fireball.

Boom, boom, boom!

Fire blazed brightly, flames rushed into the sky, and a sea of fire flooded the ant tide!

Meng Lei then went to the ant tide's rear.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Dragon-Language Magic sure is handy!"

Meng Lei was very pleased with the Seventh-Grade Dragon-Language Magic spell's might as he watched the white flames blazing on the ground. Not only was the spellcasting time shorter, but it was even double to triple an ordinary spell's might, despite only consuming 60% of the magic power. The advantage it held was simply too big!

Using less than 60% of the required magic power to bring out double to triple the spell's might—this was the difference between Dragon-Language Magic and ordinary magic.

"The Dragon race is favored by the magic elements from the beginning, so of course Dragon-Language Magic would be more powerful. Back then, in order to study and research on Dragon-Language Magic, you can say that I had spent my entire life's worth of blood, sweat, and tears on it!"

At the mention of Dragon-Language Magic, a smug look couldn't help but come over Ol' Amos' features. Dragon-Language Magic was the Colossal Dragons' exclusive privilege before him, and only Colossal Dragons could cast those spells. Not even Dragon People could do it.

It was exactly because of his, Amos Kroc's, diligent and relentless research that the veil shrouding water-elemental and fire-elemental Dragon-Language Magic spells had been removed, such that Dragon-Language Magic was no longer exclusive to the Colossal Dragons.

It was no exaggeration to say that he had made an enormous contribution to the study of Dragon-Language Magic. He could be said to be the forefather of Dragon People using Dragon-Language Magic.

"What a shame that you only know water-elemental and fire-elemental Dragon-Language Magic, Ol' President." Meng Lei's greed was rather insatiable. "If only you knew thunder-elemental, earth-elemental, and wood-elemental Dragon-Language Magic spells, too!"

"That's only because you're such a mutant to possess four types of magic talent!" Ol' Amos said dryly, "I only have water-elemental and fire-elemental magic talent, so I could only conduct research on these two types of Dragon-Language Magic. I couldn't conduct research on the other elements even if I'd wanted to! But..."

"But what?" A look of confusion came over Meng Lei's features.

"More than 20,000 years have already passed since my time. Development in Dragon-Language Magic should have already made significant progress. When you return to the academy, you should be able to learn thunder-elemental, earth-elemental, and wood-elemental Dragon-Language Magic," suggested Ol' Amos.

"That makes sense!"

Meng Lei's eyes brightened. "It'll more or less be the beginning of a new term after this ant tide. I'll think of something when I get back to the academy. I should be able to find a chance to learn it!"

"Okay!"

Ol' Amos twisted his beard and gave a nod. He was very approving of Meng Lei learning the other three elements' Dragon-Language Magic. Given his wonderful magic talent, not learning it would be a waste!

Thunder, fire, earth, and wood!

Tsk, tsk. Magic talent of four elements!

What enviable talent!

"Let's go! We'll head to our next destination."

Meng Lei cast a glance at his Wealth. Then, he steered the magic carpet toward the next area. The surging ant tide filled every part of the Magical Beast Forest. In less than half an hour, Meng Lei had already found several groups of Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants.

With regard to that, Meng Lei had only one course of action—burn them!

Burn them till the skies and the lands turned black!

Burn them till there weren't any more light left during both day and night!

Burn them till not a single one of them was left!

Burn, burn, burn!

He'd burn, burn, and burn!

He set them all ablaze the whole way as he searched for more of them.

Meng Lei then discovered another wave of the ant tide. The scale wasn't very big, but they stretched all the way for three to four kilometers, their numbers fairly big, too.

Another windfall!

Meng Lei was in a wonderful mood. However, when he got ready to cast his spells to burn the ant tide to a crisp, he discovered to his surprise that this particular group of ants didn't seem to be pursuing any prey. Instead, they were... fleeing?

"What's the matter with these ants? There's clearly a group of Iron-Backed Lizards not too far to their left, but why aren't they going after them? Can't they see them?"

"Yes, how strange, indeed!" Ol' Amos also looked puzzled. "All the ant tides that we've encountered along the way were madly pursuing their prey, but this wave of ants is fully ignoring their prey instead... Hmm?"

Ol' Amos' eyes suddenly widened. He pointed at the ants and shouted in a low voice, "Look over there, brat! Is there something in the middle of the ants?"

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Chapter 99: Mad Luck, a Juvenile Ant Monarch

This ant tide wave wasn't big in scale, with around one to two thousand Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants. It was a relatively small number.

Unexpectedly, this ant tide wave didn't actually rob for food like other ant tides. Instead, it fled in a great rush along one direction.

Naturally, such strange actions made one suspicious.

"Meng Lei, hurry. Look at the center of the ant tide."

"Center of the ant tide?" Meng Lei was a bit confused. "There's nothing but Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants... Wait! What is that?"

"It's a bit too far, it's hard to see clearly!"

Meng Lei steered the magic carpet and approached. Then, in the ant tide's center, he saw a strange Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant.

It was strange because it was only 1/10 the size of an ordinary Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant, not much bigger than an ordinary puppet.

Besides, it emanated golden light, and there were golden butterfly-like wings on its back. They looked as though they were made from gold.

The little thing blended in the big ant tide army and followed its march. The other Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants simply ran without thinking, paying no heed to Meng Lei at all, as though they couldn't see him.

Nonetheless, this tiny member of the group was different. It discovered Meng Lei hovering in the sky, and its two ruby-like eyes betrayed fear and anxiety. It acted in a human-like manner!

This little golden ant had its own independent consciousness...

This was Meng Lei's first thought.

"Ol' President, is it also a Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant?"

This was Meng Lei's second thought.

The old man did not reply to Meng Lei, but instead, stared at the little golden ant hard, like he had seen some rare treasure. His eyes betrayed a mixture of emotions, such as amazement, excitement, and disbelief.

"Ol' President?" Meng Lei called, somewhat displeased.

"Pfft..."

The old man looked like he had just woken up from a dream. He first let out a long breath before turning to Meng Lei. Suddenly, the look in his eyes became conflicted. It contained envy, jealousy, and relief...

"Ol' President, why are you looking at me like this?

Meng Lei felt a bit nervous from the old man's look.

"Brat, I'm seriously suspecting whether you are the Dragon God's bastard now. Your mad luck is unprecedented!" The old man was a bit indignant. "First, the Gods-Slaying Spear. Then, the Golden Leaf. And now this! I just don't understand, why do all good things come your way!?"

(o)

Meng Lei was astounded. "Ol' President, you mean, this little fella is also a divine weapon?"

"It's a living thing, how can it be a divine weapon?" The old man shook his head slightly, but his tone changed. "But it's better than a divine weapon!"

"Not a divine weapon, but better than a divine weapon?"

Meng Lei was perplexed. "Ol' President, can you tell me more clearly? Why am I more and more confused?"

The old man pointed at the little golden ant and said, "Do you know what this little fella is?"

"No idea." Meng Lei shook his head.

"I told you before that ant-species Magical Beasts are an extraordinary group of Magical Beasts. Their self-consciousness is very weak, and all instructions come from their ant monarch." The old man pointed at the little golden ant. "If my estimation is correct, it should be the ant monarch of this group of Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants!"

"It's the ant monarch?" Meng Lei's eyes widened, and then he immediately shook his head. "This little fella is no match for even a Fifth-Grade Magical Beast, how can it possibly be the ant monarch? Ol' President, are you sure your eyes aren't playing tricks on you?"

Any random Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant was easily at sixth-grade, so how would they listen to a little golden ant weaker than a Fifth-Grade Magical Beast?

He must be joking!

Ol' Amos touched his beard and smiled. "Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants are the strongest, fiercest, highest battle-efficient Magical Beasts. Their monarchs are at least Ninth-Grade Magical Beasts."

"Is this little fella a Ninth-Grade Magical Beast?" Meng Lei laughed internally. The little golden ant's aura was very weak, no match even for the big ant soldier beside it.

A Ninth-Grade Magical Beast? I must be a fool if I were to believe you. You are an evil old man.

"True, it may not be a Ninth-Grade Magical Beast now, but it doesn't mean it won't grow into a Ninth-Grade Magical Beast." The old man touched his mustache and smiled. "In this world, there are no creatures that live forever, and no creatures that are born strong. The proper way is for bloodlines to carry on, and for the new to replace the old."

Meng Lei frowned. "Ol' President, you mean..."

"It's very simple, actually. Although this little fella is weak, it is a newborn ant monarch." The old man's eyes lit up. "Boy, do you know what this means?"

Meng Lei showed a contemplative look. "Ol' President, you want me to subdue it, don't you?"

"You are not too stupid, huh!" The old man looked very excited. "Do you know how many people want to subdue the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants ant monarch? Once the ant monarch is subdued, it means you have an entire ant tide army."

The old man looked at Meng Lei. "You've already witnessed the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants' terror. Imagine, if a person could control this ant tide army, what a spectacle would that be?"

Meng Lei fell silent, and after a long while, he finally let out a breath. "I'm afraid that would be a disaster beyond imagination."

"Yes! Disaster!" The old man said quietly, "If it falls into the hands of good people, maybe it will be relatively better. However, once it falls into the clutches of evil people, it will definitely cause worldwide massacres with corpses lying across fields everywhere."

Meng Lei nodded quietly, agreeing to that statement.

"What a pity. Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants are underground creatures, so they rarely appear aboveground. In addition, ant monarchs hide in the underground perpetually, so it's almost impossible to subdue them."

The old man shook his head and sighed. "In the entire history of Heaven's Vault Continent, people have subdued all kinds of magical pets, Even Saint Domain Magical Pets have not escaped the fate of becoming mounts, yet nobody has ever succeeded in subduing a Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant Monarch!"

"Never ever?" Meng Lei was stunned.

"Never!" replied Ol' Amos.

"That's really hard then." Meng Lei shook his head.

"So, you've really got mad luck!" A conflicted look appeared on the old man's face again. "You have a juvenile ant monarch in front of you! As long as you successfully subdue it, you will break all records and become the first in history to do so!"

"Subdue it?"

Meng Lei swallowed, feeling his throat was dry, while his heart started pumping drastically beyond his control. Suppose he subdued the little golden ant, he would acquire a big army of Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants, wouldn't he?

An ant tide army that's endless and enough to ravage everything...

Meng Lei swallowed his saliva.

"Let's get it!" Meng Lei roared in a deep voice and then moved decisively.

Thunderballs shot out of his fingertips one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they covered all the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants. Cracking sounds echoed as the entire ant tide army was enshrouded by electric waves that wreaked havoc.

The ant tide army flinched and twitched before collapsing to the ground. The little golden ant was hiding in the shivering ant tide's center and looking at Meng Lei in horror. Evidently, it was terrified.

"Haha! You are mine!" Meng Lei laughed, jumped down from the magic carpet, appeared in front of the little golden ant, and commented, "It's hard to imagine that this little fella is controlling the entire ant tide army."

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry and arrange the contract magic array!" Ol' Amos scolded. "Remember, lay the master-servant contract magic array."

"Master-servant contract? Why?"

Meng Lei felt confused. Before subduing little Teddy, Ol' Amos had repeatedly been emphasizing that he had to set an equal contract magic array. Why was it different now?

"It's very simple. It doesn't have to cooperate with you in battle, much less have a tacit understanding with you. What it has to do is to obey and be loyal to you."

"I see..."

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Chapter 100: Soul Magic, Your Name Shall Be Little Gold!

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Meng Lei had to admit that the old man's advice made a lot of sense. Since it would be his army, of course, it had to obey his orders unconditionally and hit wherever he pointed without hesitation.

From this point, signing a master-servant contract with the little golden ant was undoubtedly the best choice. After giving it some consideration, Meng Lei decided.

Buzz!

A magical array shining with colorful lights rose up, and a great invisible force arrived, covering the little golden ant.

Squelch!

The little golden ant seemed to know what it was about to experience, and its eyes betrayed how terrified it was.

Suddenly, two golden light rays shot out of its eyes and fell on Meng Lei's head.

Boom!

In the next instant, Meng Lei felt a buzzing rumble in his mind, and the environment around him changed. The tall, ancient trees and the lush bushes disappeared, and tall buildings, beautiful little gardens, and green meadows replaced them. It was the place of his dreams!

"This..."

A huge jolt coursed through Meng Lei's body.

"Cola! Slow down! Slow down!"

A familiar voice sounded beside his ears. Meng Lei turned to look and saw that his wife was walking around the neighborhood with his 2-year-old son. The son was running, stumbling along, while his wife was chasing behind him.

"Cola!"

"Wife!"

Meng Lei's eyes were filled with tears.

Suddenly, a dog ran right toward them. The son got very scared and kept moving into his mother's arms, crying badly...

"Cola, don't be afraid, Mom is here."

His wife hurried to hold his son in her arms and comforted him with a gentle voice.

Meng Lei couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart anymore. He hurriedly walked over, the longing in his heart flowing like a flood that overcame a dam.

But from the old man's perspective, Meng Lei stood still in place, like he had gotten incapacitated. The look in his eyes was dull and blank.

Then, he suddenly waved a hand to remove the master-servant contract magic array and changed it to the magic array for an equal contract!

"Brat, what are you doing?" The old man was shocked. "Why are you changing the array at the last minute..."

But it was already too late. Two drops of blood rapidly appeared in the middle of the magic array, and then the two drops combined into one and separated into two again, entering the foreheads of Meng Lei and the little golden ant, respectively.

Buzz!

The contract was completed, and the magic array dissipated.

The scene around Meng Lei also changed drastically. The tall building disappeared, his wife and son disappeared, and he was back in the Magical Beast Forest.

"Cola? Wife? Where are you?"

Meng Lei leaped hard onto nothing.

"Brat, what the hell are you doing?" The old man's voice sounded. "It was all good, so why did you change it to a magic array for an equal contract?"

Meng Lei's whole body trembled. He looked around and then at the old man. He mumbled, "What was happening to me? What happened just now?"

"I understand now!" Ol' Amos frowned deeply, and a look of regret appeared on his aged face. "It's all my fault. Actually, I should have thought of it early on!"

"Ol' President, what happened?" Meng Lei swung his head hard, feeling a bit of a headache.

"All this is its fault!" The old man pointed at the little golden ant on the floor.

"It?"

Meng Lei looked at the little golden ant but found that it was very weak, like a leaking balloon. Its head dwindled, and its eyes were dull. It seemed like its body was emptied.

Emptied? How did it get emptied out of nowhere?

Meng Lei frowned in great confusion.

"Brat, you were attacked by it!" The old man sighed. "Just now, you suddenly changed the contract array. I thought you decided to do it on a whim. Now it seems that this little fella used a spiritual attack and controlled you."

"It controlled me?"

Meng Lei's whole body shivered. He couldn't help but recall the scene just now. That scene was too realistic and didn't feel like an illusion at all.

"I really suffered its spiritual attack?"

"The Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant Monarch is a non-elemental Magical Beast. If it has to be judged by elements, it is probably a strength- and spirit-elemental Magical Beast."

The old man's eyes had a complicated look. "It has amazingly potent strength, and when it reaches adulthood, it will be no weaker than Saint Domain Magical Beasts! But its most terrifying means of attack is still its spiritual attack, or... spiritual magic!"

"Spiritual magic?"

Meng Lei frowned slightly.

"Spiritual magic is very rare, so it's not in the list of ten elements of magic. Nonetheless, spiritual magic does exist." The old man explained, "Spiritual magic is a frightening type of magic because its attack target is the soul. Ordinary defense tactics are completely useless, and one can hardly guard against it."

The old man looked at Meng Lei. "Such as just now, in the blink of an eye, you've suffered its spiritual attack, but you yourself were completely unaware!"

"Is it this terrible?"

Meng Lei couldn't help but look toward the little golden ant on the ground.

"It's beyond terrible!" Ol' Amos sighed. "This little guy was just born, so its spiritual attack is still very immature. If it were an adult ant monarch standing before you, the split second just now would have been enough to shatter your soul from the shock and kill you right on the spot!"

"Sss..."

Meng Lei felt a chill coursing through his spine.

"The Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant Monarch, as a Magical Beast of the spiritual element, is the most skilled at spiritual attacks. Even if this little guy was just born, it still affected you, a Great Ninth-Grade Magician, without you knowing. You can imagine how terrifying it will become after it reaches adulthood."

Ol' Amos shook his head slightly. "It was precisely based on such consideration that I made you sign a strict master-servant contract with it. It would be easier for you to control it in the future! I didn't expect...

"But it's alright! After singing an equal contract, it will be your equal partner in life and death. It can also bring you great advantages."

"This little fella is actually so scary?"

Meng Lei didn't know what to say.

Squeak~

The little golden ant recovered a little now, it lifted its head and looked at Meng Lei, with a complex look in its two big ruby-like eyes.

There was helplessness, unwillingness, relaxation, relief, and a slight trace of... intimacy?

It seemed to know very clearly that after signing an equal contract, it would become the closest companion of this entirely strange and unfamiliar human being in front of it.

It was beyond race boundaries!

Beyond blood relations!

Beyond the barrier of hatred!

From then on, they would seek mutual benefits and stay together in life and death.

"Little fella, you actually dared to use a spiritual attack on me!"

Meng Lei squatted down, looking at the innocent-looking little golden ant, his facial expression was also a bit conflicted. Because of what happened just now, he didn't like this somewhat thorny little fellow much.

Squeak~

The little golden ant squealed again and stretched its head to rub against Meng Lei's hand. Its big eyes showed affection, and affectionate emotions also showed in the depth of its soul.

"Sigh!"

After observing the obedient-looking little fellow, Meng Lei gradually got over it. Anyone, faced with the fate of being enslaved, would fight back with all their might. The little fellow using a spiritual attack on him was completely logical.

"Actually, this is good as well!"

Meng Lei touched the little golden ant's head and suddenly smiled.

It is pretty good to have a completely obedient and loyal servant for sure. But isn't it better to have a companion who shares all my successes and failures and has a great rapport with me?

Does this world lack zombie-like slaves?

No! Never! It can be done by one master-servant contract!

But what is the point of spending time with such a slave every day?

"I see that you are shiny with golden light like you're covered with golden armor... Shall I call you Little Gold in the future?"

"Okay! Okay!"

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Chapter 101: A Tragic Ant Monarch, The Reason for the Ant Tide

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Little Gold's IQ was clearly higher than Teddy's as right after the contract was signed, it could communicate spiritually with Meng Lei. It was far beyond Teddy!

"Little Gold, why are you here?" Meng Lei asked his first question, a question that he and Ol' Amos were both concerned about.

By right, the ant monarch should stay underground. A new and young ant monarch like Little Gold should stay in its home even more.

Coming out to run around? What if it got caught by bad guys?

You see, you see, didn't I catch it now?

Sob, sob~

Little Gold started sobbing. Its tears dropped continuously, and it looked like a young wife who had suffered great grievances.

It really was the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant Monarch. But, tragically, less than one month after it had inherited the ant monarch's position, it had suffered an attack from another race of the underground world—Underground Cave Magical Spiders!

They were Seventh-Grade Magical Beasts that lived underground. Their individual strength was much stronger than the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants', but their numbers were relatively smaller.

Therefore, the overall strength of the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants race and the Underground Cave Magical Spiders race was comparable, and both were powerful races that dominated the underground world.

However, the two races couldn't get along since the beginning of time.

Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants were large in numbers and occupied large swaths of land. Underground Cave Magical Spiders were smaller in numbers, yet they hunted Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants for food.

Over hundreds and thousands of years, the two races kept clashing, with countless wars happening, and they both wanted to eliminate the other.

Unfortunately, the two races were similar in strength, and neither could overcome the other.

This status quo remained as such until one month ago.

The old ant monarch passed away from old age one month ago, and Little Gold had to be crowned as monarch at its infant age.

However, the Underground Cave Magical Spiders, which had gotten the message, did not pass on this extremely rare opportunity. A great war that determined the fate of the two races had broken out like this.

The results were predictable. The Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants were badly defeated. Not only did the Underground Cave Magical Spiders broke through their home base, but also Little Gold, the new ant monarch, was chased out of the "royal halls" before it could stabilize its rule. Under the protection of a group of followers, it had escaped the underground world in fear.

Eventually, it met Meng Lei.

Meng Lei and Ol' Amos looked at each other and didn't know what to say. Little Gold's fate was really too bad. It had suffered such a great tragedy right after becoming the ant monarch and finally broken out of the siege, only to almost become Meng Lei's slave...

For a proper ant monarch to come to such a sad situation, it was really... sad!

Sigh, poor child.

"Little Gold, don't cry!" Meng Lei stroked its head and comforted it. "When we have more strength next time, we'll go back to the underground world and kill the Underground Cave Magical Spiders for revenge!"

"Okay!"

Little Gold nodded its golden head hard, and a firm look filled its eyes. It was an ant monarch, so it had to slaughter its way back to the underground world and take back everything that belonged to it. This was its mission!

"So, what you have to do now is to work hard to improve your strength. Become strong as soon as possible to seek revenge!" Meng Lei encouraged it.

"Got it!"

"That's right!"

Seeing that Little Gold's mood improved, Meng Lei felt relieved. After taking care of Little Gold, it was time to continue killing the ant tide to earn gold coins.

"Wait!"

Meng Lei froze, suddenly realizing that the matter was a bit embarrassing. Since Little Gold was the ant monarch, was it really good for him to slaughter so many of its kind?

"It's not right! Since Little Gold is the ant monarch, why do I still have to kill the ant tide? They are my army now!"

Meng Lei's eyes widened!

Kill?

To hell with killing!

After killing them, how else could he find such a mighty ant tide army? Wasn't it better to keep them? They could do many things!

Meng Lei immediately became excited at that thought. "Little Gold, you should be able to control the ant tide army, right?"

Upon hearing that, Ol' Amos's eyes shone. If Little Gold really could control the ant tide army, this disaster would be resolved right away.

Unfortunately, the two were meant to be disappointed.

Little Gold shook its head. "I only just recently became the ant monarch. My spiritual power is still very weak. Without using the race-ruling divine weapon, I can control at most 2,000 subjects!"

"Huh? What!?"

Meng Lei and Ol' Amos were stunned.

Without using the race-ruling divine weapon, it could only control 2,000 Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants? For real?

"Juvenile ant monarchs are generally weak in spiritual power, and they are totally unable to control their massive subjects. To resolve this problem, the greatest ant monarch of our kind specially made a race-ruling divine weapon—the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest!"

Little Gold explained, "Making use of the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest, the juvenile ant monarch can indirectly control all the subjects. Unfortunately, the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest is connected to the ant nest, and there was no way for me to take it away."

"So, the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest is left in the underground world?"

Meng Lei slapped his forehead and felt completely speechless.

Little Gold, Little Gold, you are such a failure of an ant monarch. You not only got chased out of your home, you even lost your race-ruling divine weapon!

This is honestly too...

Ol' Amos thought of another matter. "In this case, the ant tide in the Magical Beast Forest has completely lost control?"

"Yes! I can't control them, and they can't go back underground. Thus, they can only travel aboveground! They are done for, they will be killed sooner or later!"

Little Gold shook its head and sighed.

"They are done for?"

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched. He was afraid it wasn't them, but others, who were done for. An ant tide beyond control was completely unimaginable.

"Ol' President, what to do now?" Meng Lei also realized the seriousness of the problem. "The ant tide has lost control, and it can't go back underground."

The old man's facial expression looked heavier than ever. "They will go around aimlessly like flies, eating away anything edible! After they finish with the Magical Beast Forest, they will rush out of the forest and go to other places!"

"An ant tide outbreak... is already inevitable!" The old man took a deep breath. "Meng Lei, the ant tide this time is fundamentally different from the historical ones. It will be fiercer and more terrible than any of the past ones. You have to be mentally prepared!"

"Understood!"

Meng Lei's heart chilled. Then, he looked at Little Gold apologetically. "Little Gold, to protect my fellow humans from being eliminated by the ant tide, I have to be unfair to you."

"It doesn't matter." Little Gold shook its head. "Ordinary subjects' lives are short. Even if they aren't killed, they will die naturally very soon. They won't live to see me reach adulthood!"

"I'm assured then."

Meng Lei heaved a sigh of relief. So long as Little Gold didn't hate him because of this, the matters were much easier. "Let's go, Little Gold. We'll go to... Well, the next place."

"Wait for me first."

Little Gold rapidly crawled to the side of the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants' carcasses and did something that shocked Meng Lei and Ol' Amos greatly.

A golden ray of light suddenly shone from its two golden antennae, and circles of golden light spread out to cover a radius of a hundred meters.

In the next moment, an inexplicable scene happened.

The Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants that were illuminated by the golden light actually quietly melted up like ice that met strong sunlight and turned into splashes of red liquid.

Buzz!

Little Gold opened its mouth to suck, and these red liquids strangely floated up. They then flew into Little Gold's mouth like birds returning to their nests.

Burp~

Little Gold burped, and its aura actually... grew a little?

"This..."

Meng Lei and Ol' Amos looked at each other, both stunned!

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Chapter 102: Billionaire, Ninth-Grade Warrior

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Little Gold has such an ability?

Meng Lei found this incredible.

Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants are Sixth-Grade Magical Beasts, and their entire bodies are as hard as steel. Even magical weapons enhanced with Battle Aura can hardly break their carcasses...

But Little Gold... It melted them by releasing one ray of golden light? This is totally far more terrible even than the most concentrated sulfuric acid!

"Ol' President, what ability is this?"

Meng Lei swallowed his saliva.

"No idea!" Ol' Amos shook his head. "Since ancient times, humans have known very little about Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant Monarchs. Except that they are double-elemental Magical Beasts of strength and spirit, nothing else is known."

"Alright!"

Within mere minutes, all the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants carcasses had all turned into red liquid and got swallowed into Little Gold's belly.

Amazing...

After eating thousands of kilos of carcasses, with the exception of Little Gold's aura, which improved significantly, there was actually no change in any other aspect. Its body didn't change at all!

"Where did it put all those ant carcasses?"

Meng Lei took a breath as it deeply shocked him once again.

Ol' Amos sighed slowly and said emotionally, "We still know too little about Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant Monarchs."

"That's right!"

After swallowing all the ant carcasses, Little Gold burped in satisfaction, and then returned to Meng Lei's side. Its shiny golden head rubbed against Meng Lei, looking very affectionate.

Meng Lei's look was complicated. "Little Gold, you ate all those Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants... Where are they stored?"

"In my belly!" Little Gold blinked its big eyes. 'We Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants all have very big stomachs. Ordinary subjects can hold food up to 100 times their own weight. I'm the ant monarch, so I can hold 10,000 times my own weight of food."

"10,000... times?"

Meng Lei's whole body shivered, and he almost peed from the shock. Ol' Amos also shivered from the shock, and his face turned white.

They were both astonished!

Yet this wasn't all, as Little Gold added, "I'm still in the juvenile stage. I can only hold so much food! The former ant monarch was really great, as he could swallow a big mountain in one go!"

When mentioning the former ant monarch, Little Gold's eyes were full of reverence. Predictably, the former ant monarch had left an unerasable impression in its young mind.

"A big mountain..."

Meng Lei and Ol' Amos fell silent instantly.

They were silent for a long while before Meng Lei finally sighed and said, "I finally understand why an ant tide army is so horrible. Every Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant is a moving extra-large spatial magical device. How can it not be horrible?"

Ol' Amos had more experiences, and his understanding was deeper. His eyes shone with bright light. "Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants' stomachs should form a space of their own. The stomach space of the ant monarch is especially extraordinary. It seems that they are not just double-elemental Magical Beasts of strength and spirit!"

"There's still a space element!?" exclaimed Meng Lei said.

"That's right! There's still a space element!" The old man nodded slowly. "In this world that we live in, apart from the most common and basic ten magical elements, there are some very rare magic attributes that are nonetheless real, or used to be real but have already gotten lost over time, such as Soul magic, Space magic, Dead Spirit magic, Time magic, and so on!"

"Space, Dead Spirit, Time magic?" Meng Lei muttered in a low voice.

"Heaven's Vault Continent has existed for too long a history. In different periods, the living beings were different, and the main magic cultivated was quite different as well."

The old man sighed. "With the passing of time, many rare yet very strong types of magic have disappeared in history, but there are always some little bits of records that remain.

"Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants are a typical example. Though this race's strength isn't exceptional, they have a rare triple element of strength, spirit, and space, especially with the space element ingrained in the depth of their bloodline, it is such a wonder!"

Meng Lei let out a breath and also felt great amazement.

"Let's go! Off to other places!" The old man waved his hand. "Since the little fellow is so good at eating, we'll let it eat to its satisfaction."

"Alright!"

The magic carpet went up into the sky and disappeared from this area of the forest in the blink of an eye. When it reappeared, it had already arrived above the next swathe of Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants army.

With a few thunder balls dropped down, this big army of around 3,000 all died out and became Little Gold's food.

Seeing Little Gold swallow 3,000 ant carcasses again, Meng Lei and Ol' Amos still felt awed. 3,000 ant corpses, covering such a big area, it ate them all!?

A foodie?

This was a f*cking real foodie!

As compared to it, even the dragon race had to come second!

The only thing that pained Meng Lei a little was that when Little Gold swallowed the ant carcasses, it would also swallow the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants' magical cores together with them.

Such a waste. 3,000 magic cores are 30,000,000 gold coins! Gone?

Little Gold, you are the obstacle to my entrance into Saint Domain! But, I'll bear with it!

Meng Lei ground his teeth.

Little Gold's strength can only grow faster by devouring so many magic cores. For its benefit, I'll bear with it!

Everything is for Little Gold!

For everything of Little Gold!

However, when Little Gold devoured an ant tide of more than 30,000 ants again, Meng Lei couldn't hold back anymore.

"Little Gold, when you eat ant carcasses next time, can you leave the magic cores for me? It's too difficult for me!"

Meng Lei thought that Little Gold would be very hesitant, but what he didn't expect was that Little Gold actually agreed very readily. Then it opened its mouth and spat, instantly producing a rain of magic cores.

In a short while, the space in front of him piled up with fist-sized red magic cores. There were so many that Meng Lei felt he would almost get blinded by the light.

"Magic cores are of no use to me, and they take up space. I only ate them together because I couldn't bear to throw them away. If you need them, I can take them out at any time."

Little Gold's innocent big eyes blinked as it said a series of words that made Meng Lei almost lose his composure.

Of no use to you? And take up space? You just can't bear to throw away?

It was like three violent hits had landed on him, and Meng Lei almost spat out blood.

If I had known, what the hell was I holding myself back for!?

But! Well done with the violent hits!

So many magic cores! If I turn around and sell them, it will be another fortune!

Meng Lei was instantly filled with drive, so he moved around different places and killed madly!

One pile, two piles, three piles...

,000, 20,000, 30,000...

Within one afternoon, Meng Lei had slaughtered 60,000 Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants and earned a net worth of 600,000,000 gold coins and 60,000 magic cores. His Wealth value soared to a shocking 1,087,622,034

1 billion! An entire 1 billion!

If he added all the magic cores, gems, the Titanic Dragon-Ape carcass... and other treasures that had to be sold to be turned into cash, his wealth right now was already more than... 2 billion!

2 billion!

This was an astounding number!

It meant that Meng Lei was already 1/5 into the way toward Saint Domain!

"Money, money, I have money!"

"What can you do! What can you do!"

"System! Redeem 6,000,000 gold coins for me and add the Attribute Points to Physical Body Constitution. I want to break into ninth-grade!"

,000,000 gold coins disappeared instantly, and the system cue tone promptly sounded.

"Ding! Congratulations, host. You have successfully broken through to become a Ninth-Grade Warrior. Please continue to work hard for another breakthrough!"

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Chapter 103: Tanna The Class Belle, We're Done For

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Host: Meng Lei

Race: Human (Contains Fire Dragon bloodline and Fire Demon bloodline)

Wealth: 1,081,622,034 gold coins

Physical Body Constitution: Ninth-Grade Warrior (1,003,872/1,000,000,000)

Spirit: Ninth-Grade Magician (1,342,073/1,000,000,000)

Magic Power: Great Ninth-Grade Magician (1,122,640/1,000,000,000)

Ninth-Grade Warrior!

Ninth-Grade Magician!

A Great Magician of four elements—thunder, fire, earth, and wood!

As Meng Lei skimmed over his stats interface and felt the surging power that was close to overflowing and gushing out of his body, he felt unprecedentedly strong and his condition wonderful like never before.

I feel like I can smash an entire mountain into smithereens with my bare fist!

This sensation of power flowing through my whole body... It's awesome!

"What are you spacing out for, brat?!"

A shout suddenly blasted his ears, shocking Meng Lei straight out of his revelry. He grumbled, "What's the matter, Ol' President?"

"What are you daydreaming about all day long? We're in the Magical Beast Forest, you know! Are you tired of living?" Ol' Amos was rather displeased. Then, he said, "Your magic communication device is ringing!"

"Oh!"

Meng Lei took out his magic communication device and a chubby, round face popped up at once. "Hey! Old bro, how are ya?"

"I'm good!"

Meng Lei had initially wanted to reply that he couldn't be any better, but he didn't want to invite criticism from Ol' Amos, so he could only answer like what he had said. Then, he asked, "What made you suddenly think of me?"

"Hehe!"

Fatty Hart chuckled. Then, he took a golden helmet from somewhere and plopped it on top of his head. He looked just like GG Bond1 with a golden helmet on his head and looked exceptionally comical!

"Old bro, don't I look like a hunk right now?" asked Fatty Hart as he wriggled his eyebrows and winked at him in a terribly flirtatious manner.

"Pfft! Hahahaha!"

Meng Lei burst into laughter. He almost couldn't catch his breath as he chortled!

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you laughing at, old bro?"

Fatty Hart was rather displeased!

"Cough, cough! No... I'm not laughing!" Meng Lei coughed a couple of times. He held back his laughter and asked, "Fatty, what are you up to? What are you messing about with?"

Fatty Hart's face immediately fell upon hearing his question. He replied, "Messing about? That's what I'd like to do if I could! Old bro, do you know where I currently am?"

"Where are you?"

"The North River Pass of the Great Dragon Blood Wall!"

"What the! Why have you gone there? Are you tired of living?!" Meng Lei was rather shocked. "Don't you know that an ant tide has broken out at the Great Dragon Blood Wall?!"

"Do you think I came here willingly?" Fatty Hart laughed ruefully. "I was happily staying at home and enjoying a comfortable, pleasant, and free life. If I hadn't been forced to, who would want to come all the way to the Great Dragon Blood Wall to send themselves to death's door?"

"Forced to?" Meng Lei was taken aback for a moment.

"Didn't I just break through to Fourth-Grade Magician a couple of days ago? My old man said that I only have a sham of a cultivation realm, but no actual corresponding strength, so I need to go for some proper training." Fatty Hart gave him a wry smile and went on. "He then sent me to the academy to join the team of seniors being sent to help out in the defense against the ant tide. I was sent here after that!"

Meng Lei didn't know what to say anymore. Fatty Hart's magic talent was certainly not bad, but sending him to defend against the ant tide? What was his old man thinking?

"After I arrived at Great Dragon Blood Wall, a group of seniors and I were dispatched to the North River Pass, and I became a guarding Magician there.

"The silver lining in this tragedy is that the teacher in charge of my group is that old fellow Dirk!"

Fatty Hart lowered his voice and said, "Old Dirk may be strict and inflexible, but he's very strong and powerful. With a Great Ninth-Grade Magician like him leading the team, at least our safety is guaranteed!"

"Mr. Dirk is also at the North River Pass?"

"Yes, Abbe and Tanna are also here!"

"Tanna?"

"You can't possibly not remember even Tanna, right? Tanna Airam, our class belle. You know, the beautiful, fair-skinned Dragon Person babe from the Frost Kingdom!"

At the mention of Tanna, Fatty Hart perked up at once. His eyes were gleaming bright, as though a couple of 100-Watt light bulbs.

"Oh, her? Since when did she become the class belle?"

"Hehe! I decided that she is!"

"Pooh!"

Fatty Hart snickered and then wriggled his eyebrows as he said, "That girl even mentioned your name just now and asked why you weren't here. I told her that you'd gone to the Magical Beast Forest for training!"

"Uh..."

"Guess what that girl replied? She said that as expected of our class' top student, not only do you have outstanding magic talent, but you're even diligent and hardworking. She also said that you're her idol and that she idolizes you very much."

Fatty Hart laughed vulgarly. "Old bro, you should thank me, you know. Your buddy here has done you such a huge favor!"

"I should thank you?"

Meng Lei was a little stunned.

"That I didn't expose you, of course!" Fatty Hart chuckled sneakily and said, "I'm the only one that knows that your home is actually at the Magical Beast Forest. Actually, the reason why you went to the Magical Beast Forest for training is just to return home, right?"

Meng Lei rolled his eyes, too lazy to even provide the fellow with an actual explanation.

"So, tell me, old bro, shouldn't you thank me?"

Fatty Hart gave him another vulgar smile and said, "Hehe! I, Fatty, am someone that's loyal to his friends. For the sake of comradeship, I'd even go to hell and back, much less something as trivial as this.

"But since I've done you such a huge favor, I'm sure you'll feel apologetic if you don't show some appreciation. So, how about this, shall we make a trip to Juxian Restaurant when the term starts?"

A corner of Meng Lei's lips spasmed in response.

"Since you're not objecting, I'll take your silence as a yes! Wahahaha, Juxian Restaurant! Tsk, tsk, I must fleece a good and proper meal out of you!"

Fatty Hart began to cheer loudly. Right at that point, a clear and melodious voice rang out. "Hart, who are you talking to? You're laughing so happily!"

"Hehe! Oh, it's Tanna!" Fatty Hart turned and looked over. "I'm talking to your idol! Speaking of which, your idol is really tough. He's actually still strolling about in the Magical Beast Forest. Isn't he afraid that the ant tide would gobble him up?"

"What? Meng Lei is still in the Magical Beast Forest?"

The clear and melodious female voice rang out again. Then, a fair, gorgeous face with fiery red little horns appeared in the magic communication device.

It was Tanna Airam!

"Meng Lei, you're still in the Magical Beast Forest?" Tanna looked astonished. "I heard that Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants are going about everywhere in the Magical Beast Forest now. Isn't it very dangerous to continue staying there?"

That damned fatty! Shooting his mouth off like that!

With some effort, Meng Lei squeezed out a hint of a smile and replied, "I'm in the Magical Beast Forest's outer boundaries, so there aren't a lot of ants here. It's not dangerous!"

"That's great!" Tanna said, "Do stay safe, Meng Lei. If you meet with danger, remember to take care of yourself!"

"I will, thanks!"

Meng Lei nodded.

Hoooonk!

Hoooonk!

Hoooonk!

As though dull thunderclaps coming out of nowhere, several loud and clear air horn blasts came from the magic communication device at this moment, followed by several panicked shouts.

"The ant tide is here!"

"Attention, everyone! The ant tide is here!"

"Attention, everyone! The ant tide is here!"

"The ant tide is here?"

Tanna and Hart's countenances changed at once. Hart said anxiously, "Old bro, the ant tide is here. I have to go and face the enemies now, so I won't talk to you anymore! I'm hanging up!"

And then, he hung up.

Meng Lei stared at the magic communication device that had turned quiet again and murmured softly, "An ant tide has actually appeared at the North River Pass? I hope the numbers aren't too great."

The Great Dragon Blood Wall stretched for several thousand kilometers, so its defense line was very long. The ant tide could appear at any part of it.

Therefore, every pass needed armed forces to guard it. However, this also meant that the number of soldiers guarding each pass wouldn't be very high, and the number of Magicians allocated to each pass even fewer.

It was precisely because of this that the magic academies had assembled students to come forward to render their assistance. What were they to do? There was a shortage of Magicians!

Thus, in the face of danger, they could only send students into battle.

However, students were ultimately just students, and there was a limit to their abilities. Defending against typical ant tides was no issue for them, but it would be terrible should they run into large waves of ants.

Although an ant tide had shown up at the North River Pass, as long as there weren't a lot of them, there wouldn't be much of an issue.

Buzz!

The magic communication device rang again at that moment.

"Old bro! We're done for..."

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Chapter 104: Resisting The Enemies At North River, Unprecedented Events

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The Great Dragon Blood Wall stretched on for several thousand kilometers.

A pass was set up every 50 kilometers. Just the number of passes in the whole of the Great Dragon Blood Wall alone totaled up to almost 100, and the North River Pass was one of them.

The North River Pass was named as such due to its proximity to the North River.

The North River flowed from the west to the east. Starting from the Titan Plateau where the Titan Empire was, it cut all the way through the Magical Beast Forest and Dragon God Empire before finally flowing into the deep, boundless East Oceans. It was one of Heaven's Vault Continent's biggest rivers and nurtured countless lives.

The whole North River was currently surging turbulently with churning waves, however. Crimson-red Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants marched across the river toward the pass, advancing upon North River Pass as though a great army.

"The ant tide... It's here!"

Hoooonk!

Hoooonk!

Hoooonk!

"Attention, everyone! The ant tide is here!"

"Attention, everyone! The ant tide is here!"

The loud and clear air horn blasts cut through the sky, startling all the military personnel in North River Pass. Soldiers, archers, arbalists, and guarding Magicians all got into their positions one by one.

A black-robed elderly man, Dirk Norway, also led dozens of magic academy students and raced up to the top of the city walls. Then, he went up to Cesia Dodgson, the general in charge of guarding the pass.

"Marchioness Cesia, all the Magicians from Fire Dragon Magic Academy have assembled and are awaiting your orders!"

Dirk Norway looked at the female general in front of him with a vague hint of respect in his eyes. Many of the students also looked at her with idolizing expressions.

Cesia Dodgson, a Dragon Person Warrior with Green Dragon blood, the general in charge of guarding North River Pass, and the only female general among more than 100 frontier generals!

Not only was she strong, but she also protected the kingdom and guarded the borders. Even as a woman, she didn't lose out to a man in terms of her abilities and bravery. She could be said to be the role model for all women and was also an idol that innumerable teenage girls pursued and idolized.

"Mr. Dirk, we're in a critical situation now, so I won't stand on ceremony with you anymore!"

Marchioness Cesia had green wings on her back and green curved horns on her forehead. She wore a suit of green armor that brought out her tall, slender figure and made her look valiant, brave, and very heroic.

Her eyes were cold and chilly as she looked straight at the dozens of student Magicians from Fire Dragon Magic Academy. "Sixth-Grade Magicians, step forward!"

Whoosh!

Seven to eight sixth-grade seniors stepped forward in response to her command. They were all Sixth-Grade Magicians that would be graduating this year.

"Soldier, bring them to the mid-grade mage towers!"

"Yes, my lady!"

"Fifth-Grade Magicians, step forward!"

"Soldier, bring them to the low-grade mage towers!"

"Yes, my lady!"

In the blink of an eye, a good half of the students Dirk Norway had brought here were led away, leaving behind only about a dozen Fourth-Grade Magicians who hadn't received any instructions yet.

Amongst them were the fully-armed Hart dressed in a suit of golden armor—he was fully and completely wrapped—and carrying a golden magic staff, the expressionless Abbe, as well as the porcelain-skinned Dragon Person teenage girl, Tanna.

Fatty Hart and the others looked at Marchioness Cesia in anticipation, hoping that she'd arrange for them to enter the mage towers too. However, they were sorely disappointed.

Marchioness Cesia said, "One must be a Fifth-Grade Magician at the minimum in order to control the mage towers. All of you are too weak, so you can only fight against the enemies at the top of the city walls."

Fatty Hart and the others exchanged looks in silence.

As Magicians, they naturally knew of amazing tools like the mage towers. They had just been thinking of going in to take a look and broaden their horizons, but little did they expect that things would turn out like this...

However, Marchioness Cesia didn't have the leisure to be sensitive to their feelings because the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants covering every inch of the wilderness had already come engulfing toward them like a red deluge.

One couldn't see to the end of the flood of ants, nor could they see the edges. They stretched on for several hundred kilometers!

There was no end to them, whether from the left and right or from the front and back.

At the sight of the ant tide's terrifying scale, Dirk Norway's countenance was extremely grave. "Marchioness Cesia, the ant tide is actually invading with such a fearsome momentum? It's more terrifying than any of the past beast tides!"

Marchioness Cesia's pretty face was dark and somber as she replied, "The area that the ant tide covers has probably already exceeded 300 miles. In addition, there is still an endless stream of ants on their way here. I'm afraid..."

She didn't voice the rest of her thoughts, but anyone could tell what she meant—"I'm afraid it bodes more ill than fortune. It's going to be hard to defend the pass!"

"We won't be able to defend the pass?"

Fatty Hart and the others tensed up at once. The ant tide army surged toward them like seawater, emanating a baleful aura that rocketed to the skies. The sight of them made chills run down their spines. How would they still have the courage to fight against them?

"Can we really fight against that many Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants?" Blood drained from a few of the students' faces, and they turned as pale as sheets.

"What nonsense!"

Dirk Norway barked coldly, "As Magicians guarding the pass, how can you let fear consume you before you've even begun to fight? Listen well, all of you are Magicians that my Fire Dragon Magic Academy has groomed!

"No matter where and no matter when, you mustn't forget your identities as Magicians! Nor can you bring disgrace to the academy!

"So what even if you're weak? You can still enter the battlefield and take out the enemies! Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants are Sixth-Grade Magical Beasts, so as long as you can kill even just one, you'd have performed beyond expectations! Do you understand me?"

"Understood!"

A severe jolt went through Fatty Hart and the others, and the fear in their eyes faded slightly.

Dirk Norway nodded lightly. Then, he instructed, "However, killing the enemy aside, all of you must take utmost care to protect yourselves. I don't wish to bring any of your corpses back! Do you hear me?"

"Yes!"

"Good!"

Dirk Norway let out a breath of air. All strong experts started out weak and feeble. Who hadn't been nervous, scared, and fearful before?

The key was in adjusting one's frame of mind and overcoming their fear, as well as to muster one's courage after having a sense of shame and then strive to be better.

That way, they would definitely become powerful experts.

However, if experiencing just a bit of setback could frighten them so badly that they lost all of their courage and ended up becoming overly cautious, then no matter how wonderful their talent was, they would never amount to anything.

"Hear my orders! Arbalists... Fire!"

Upon seeing that the ant tide army's vanguards had already charged right up to them, Marchioness Cesia waved the huge sword in her hand and gave the order to attack.

Boom, boom, boom!

Various ballista bolts with lightning, flames, storms, and ice frost circling around them shot out viciously and exploded with deafening booms among the ant tide. At once, the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants suffered a great number of casualties, and quite a few voids appeared in the boundless ant tide.

"Alright!"

"Nice!"

Upon the sight of this, Fatty Hart and the others couldn't help but become greatly enthused. Did they even need to worry about being unable to exterminate the ant tide with efficient weapons like these?

Unfortunately, the ants weren't affected in the least. They stepped over their comrades' carcasses and continued to surge toward them. The voids created by the explosions were filled in no time, and the situation returned to what it was like before.

"This..."

Fatty Hart and the others were stupefied. The deaths of so many Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants hadn't actually had any impact on the ant tide at all? Weren't they afraid to die?

"That is what makes ant tides more terrifying than ordinary beast tides." Dirk Norway explained in a deep voice, "The beasts in beast tides are afraid to die, so it's hard for them to become united. However, the ant tide is fearless and marches on courageously unless you exterminate all of them. Otherwise, they'll never retreat!"

"Why is this happening?"

The group of newbies was frightened by the scene before them. However, what happened next told them that this was only the beginning.

"Fire!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The ballistae launched attacks in a frenzy. Dozens of bolts exploded in the center of the ant tide, yet there wasn't even a bit of effect at all.

Wave upon wave, the ants continued to advance endlessly.

Even after killing the ones at the front, there were still those behind them.

There was no end to them at all, and it practically filled one with hopelessness.

"So this is what an ant tide is?"

Fatty Hart and the others sucked in a breath of chilly air.

In this instant, they finally understood a few things. For example, why the kingdom had issued a special-class beast tide warning, why the academy had assembled the seniors on a large scale to resist the ant tide, and why the kingdom was in an uproar as if doomsday had come.

With an ant tide as terrifying as this, what difference was there between this and doomsday?

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Chapter 105: Death Tempest, Give The Order To Withdraw

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As though churning waves, the red ant tide stretching on for several hundreds of kilometers attacked the Great Dragon Blood Wall in a frenzy.

Ballista bolts hurtled through the air, arrows shot and flew through the air, and spells bombarded the ant tide.

The guarding militants fought on desperately in the bloody battle.

Countless Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants were sealed in ice, burned into ashes, electrocuted into charcoal, impaled like hedgehogs, slashed into ribbons...

However, it still couldn't stop the crazy ant tide. They advanced wave upon wave, endlessly, fearlessly, and with no end to them.

The attacks didn't have any effect on them!

They were getting near now!

The ant tide got nearer and nearer, about to flood the North River Pass any moment!

"We can't stop them!"

"We can't stop them at all!"

"We'll be ripped into shreds!"

A few students broke down at the sight of this and began to scream and shout like lunatics. They were hysterical and had lost their marbles.

"Shut up! Don't affect the soldiers' morale!"

Upon seeing this, Dirk Norway glared at them viciously.

Boom!

As though a heavy hammer had struck them, a spiritual attack that had physically manifested knocked out those few students, and they collapsed limply on the ground.

With a wave, Dirk Norway barked in a low voice, "Bring them down!"

"Yes, sir!"

A few soldiers hurriedly carried the students away. Dirk Norway let out a faint sigh as he gazed at them from the back.

He knew that those few students were now useless for good. Even if they woke up, it would leave behind serious psychological trauma in their hearts. It'd be very tough for them to amount to much in the future.

However, Dirk didn't find this a pity.

Students like them were psychologically fragile by nature. No matter how good their magic talent was, there would surely be a limit to their future achievements, so they wouldn't have amounted to much anyway.

"Remember this!"

Dirk Norway's gaze swept across Hart and the others. "Do you think you can become strong just by relying on your talent? That's nothing but just a daydream! Talent is just a prerequisite! Hardships and setbacks are an expert's real trials and tribulations!

"True experts must undergo trials of blood and fire. They must undergo innumerable battles and setbacks, and they must endure hardships and pain that ordinary people find hard to even imagine!"

Dirk Norway's gaze was cold and frosty. "Excellent talent doesn't count for much. Neither does having a sham of a cultivation realm. Breaking down the moment you enter the battlefield? You're still a good-for-nothing all the same and will bring harm to others and yourself!"

Awe and reverence filled Hart and the others. They couldn't help but lower their heads, not daring to meet Mr. Dirk's eyes.

Dirk Norway's gaze swept across every one of their faces one last time. Then, he turned and got on top of the parapet and began to launch attacks.

"O' the omnipotent wind fairies, with air as your bow and light as your arrows, please accept the power of my will and cut across the skies in the far distance... Death Tempest!"

Buzz, buzz!

The Wind Elements in the universe began to converge in a frenzy, and a black tornado completely made up of wind blades and measuring several hundred meters wide, and thousands of feet tall quietly took shape.

Ninth-Grade Spell... Death Tempest!

Boom!

With a devouring power that could destroy the heavens and earth, Death Tempest landed in the center of the ant tide in an instant. Amid earth-shaking explosions, countless Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants were devoured by the tempest and wrung into dust.

"Spin!"

With a wave of Dirk Norway's magic staff, Death Tempest began to spin around in the battlefield, appearing in one spot one moment and another spot the next.

Everywhere it passed by, the ants were reduced to nothingness.

"That's so awesome!"

"The mighty Mr. Dirk!"

"That's so impressive!"

"As expected of Mr. Dirk!"

Hart and the others' spirits were greatly roused. The shadows looming over all the soldiers were swept away at once, and they began to see the hope of victory.

Death Tempest's destructiveness was too fearsome.

In just a short breath, it'd already killed almost 10,000 Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants. If he could unleash a few more Death Tempests, wouldn't the ant tide be reduced to dust?!

"Everyone! Let's charge, too!"

"Mr. Dirk is right! Even if I must bite them..."

"Kill!"

The students were greatly encouraged, and all of them stepped onto the parapet. They imitated Mr. Dirk and also began to chant magic incantations.

For a moment there, all kinds of magic elements converged around them.

The horrifying scene continued on...

A thick, dense bloody aura shrouded the battlefield!

Time slipped by bit by bit!

Unknowingly, an hour had gone by!

Despite every single soldier fighting desperately, the ant tide showed no signs of decreasing at all, and their momentum didn't weaken in the least. On the contrary, more and more of them showed up, and their momentum also became stronger and stronger.

This was even under the circumstances where Dirk Norway, a Great Ninth-Grade Magician, was fighting desperately against them. If he hadn't been here, the North River Pass would have fallen a long time ago.

"We can't hold them back! The ant tide's momentum is too strong! If this goes on, we won't be able to defend the pass at all!"

Marchioness Cesia had an awful look on her face. "Where are the reinforcements? How long more before the fastest reinforcements reach us?"

A soldier quickly replied, "My lady, an hour!"

"An hour? If this goes on, we won't even be able to last half an hour, much less an hour?" Marchioness Cesia gritted her teeth. "Urge them to hurry! Tell the reinforcements to hurry here with everything they've got! Get them to speed up!"

After she spoke, she strode up to Dirk Norway and asked somberly, "Mr. Dirk, even at the earliest, the reinforcements still need at least an hour before they can arrive. How long more can you hold out?"

His countenance solemn, Dirk Norway replied, "Ninth-grade spells are too taxing on my magic power, so I can't hold out for an hour. It's possible if I cast sixth- or seventh-grade spells the whole time instead, though!"

"There's a limit to sixth- and seventh-grade spells' destructiveness. North River Pass will fall in less than an hour!" Cesia shook her head repeatedly. "Mr. Dirk, how long can you hold out for if you keep casting ninth-grade spells with a scale like Death Tempest's?"

"Half an hour at the most." Dirk Norway gave her a resigned smile. "The amount of magic power large-scale ninth-grade spells like Death Tempest consume is terrifying. If I continue this for another half an hour, all the magic power that I've accumulated over my entire lifetime will be exhausted for sure, and I'll need a very long time before I can recover."

"Half an hour..."

Cesia fell silent.

At that moment, a soldier approached while panting heavily. "My lady, this is terrible! The ant tide 30 miles away is attacking the city walls!"

"My lady, the city gate tower 100 miles away has been occupied by the ant tide!"

"My lady..."

More than 10 soldiers hurried over in succession, yet the news that they brought rammed heavily against everyone's hearts like a hammer. Everyone's faces were deathly pale, and hopelessness arose within them.

19 areas of the city walls had fallen to the ant tide—that was a whole 19 areas!

Would more and more fall after this?

"Are we ultimately unable to defend the pass after all?" A dazed Marchioness Cesia murmured, "To be honest, in the instant that I saw the ant tide's scale, I knew that it was impossible to defend the pass. I've ultimately still underestimated the ant tide's might... Sigh!"

Dirk Norway also let out a sigh and stayed quiet.

The ant tide stretched on for 300 miles, which meant that more than 300 miles of defense line were simultaneously under their attack.

How much military manpower did the North River Pass only have? And how many Magicians?

Without any reinforcements, breaking past the pass was inevitable.

Cesia said solemnly with a sigh, "Mr. Dirk, while the ant tide hasn't reached this area yet, hurry and leave with your students. They are the kingdom's future. Nothing must happen to them!"

Dirk Norway closed his eyes, a look of affliction and struggle surfacing on his face. He knew what withdrawing signified and also knew what the falling of the pass meant.

Lives would be plunged into great misery and suffering.

Countless lives would be lost.

But there was nothing he could do.

There was nothing he could do about it.

He was ultimately just a single, lone person.

He couldn't stem the raging tides and save the world from a crisis.

In the end, after a long internal struggle, Dirk Norway waved his arm and brought out a magic airship anyway. He ordered, "All students, board the airship and withdraw at once!"

"Mr. Dirk, are we going to give up just like that?" Hart couldn't accept such a conclusion. "If we leave and the ant tide breaks past the pass and surges in, what are the people in the city going to do? They'll be exposed to those sharp teeth of the ants."

"There's no other way. There's nothing I can do!" There were tears in Dirk Norway's eyes as he said, "The ant tide is invading with a vengeance, yet our line of defense is heavily damaged. It's like an old ship in the great ocean that's leaking in every corner. There isn't even any way to block the holes. There's really nothing I can do about this!"

Hart fell silent at once upon his response.

"There's ultimately a limit to a person's strength. How can anyone possibly oppose a natural disaster?" Dirk Norway wiped the tears from his eyes and instructed, "Let's go. There's nothing we can do to help even if we stay here. Let's leave as soon as possible!"

"I understand, sir!"

Hart and the others hung their heads and boarded the airship one by one.

Dirk Norway looked at Marchioness Cesia and asked softly, "Marchioness Cesia, what are your plans now?"

"We can only withdraw!" Marchioness Cesia had a complicated look on her face. "It's just that I've guarded the North River Pass for over 10 years. Today is the first time that I have to abandon the city. I can't accept this!"

Dirk Norway was silent in response.

At that moment, someone suddenly pointed at the far distance and exclaimed, "Look! What's that?"

"Huh?"

"Could it be the reinforcements?"

Everyone perked up greatly upon their words. Then, they noticed a black dot speeding rapidly toward them—it was a magic carpet! And someone was standing on top of it!

"Who is he?"

"Is he here to help us fight against the ant tide?"

"He doesn't seem like much of an expert if he's riding a magic carpet..."

Very soon, everyone became sorely disappointed. With the ant tide threatening to break past the city's defenses any moment, even the troops were getting ready to withdraw. Sending even another 100,000 people wouldn't be of any use. Not to mention just a lone person?

Besides, he was even riding a magic carpet. Just a look at him, and one would know that he wasn't anyone strong.

Fatty Hart was the only one that picked up a pair of binoculars and watched the figure in alarm and uncertainty. Then, he suddenly exclaimed, "What the heck! Isn't that old bro?!"

"Old bro?"

Abbe and Tanna were startled at the same time. "Are you saying that's Meng Lei?"

"Yes, it's him! I asked him to come and help previously. Little did I expect that he'd really come. As expected of my buddy. How loyal!"

Fatty Hart's face was full of agitation.

"Who's Meng Lei?"

Upon hearing the trio's exchange, Marchioness Cesia immediately perked up. She asked, "How strong is he? Is he a Great Ninth-Grade Magician? Can he help us to fight the ant tide?"

"He's my student!" Dirk Norway replied with a wry smile, "He's probably a Fifth-Grade Magician."

Cesia's facial expression froze.

"Let's just give the order to withdraw!"

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Chapter 106: Arrogant And Conceited? Falling Meteors

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The magic carpet flew at high speed. In the twinkling of an eye, it had already reached the North River Pass' city walls. Everyone looked at the handsome teenage boy on the magic carpet at the same time.

His skin had turned darker, and he had lost some weight. But he had also become stronger and more muscular.

His eyes, in particular, actually shone like the Milky Way and were exceptionally bright. They shone with a dazzling vigor and a breathtaking glow.

"Mr. Dirk, it's been a while!"

Meng Lei jumped off the magic carpet and gave Dirk Norway a Magician's salute. He respected the strict and stern head teacher very much.

"Attaboy! Actually running into the Magical Beast Forest without saying even a word, that's pretty gutsy of you. Aren't you afraid you'll be devoured by the ant tide?!"

Dirk Norway looked Meng Lei up and down, a look of gratification coming over his features. Meng Lei fulfilled all the requirements he had of a genius Magician—excellent talent, diligent, strove to do better, a firm and steadfast will, and polite and well-mannered.

He was practically perfect.

"I've made you worry."

Meng Lei gave him a smile. Then, he looked at Fatty Hart and the other two. Without waiting for him to greet them, Fatty Hart had already pounced toward him, his suit of shiny golden armor almost blinding Meng Lei. His clumsy and heavy body pressed right on top of Meng Lei.

Good thing that was Meng Lei. If it had been someone else, wouldn't they have been crushed to death by Fatty Hart?

"Old bro! I'm so happy to see you!" Fatty Hart looked agitated as he said, "I didn't expect you to really come when I'd only mentioned it casually. I'm so touched, old bro! You're such a loyal friend!"

Loyal? Can I say that my purpose in coming here is the ant tide?

Meng Lei rolled his eyes and pushed Fatty Hart aside disdainfully. "Aren't you supposed to be fighting the ant tide? Why are you dressed like such an eyesore? Showing off?"

"Hehe, you're not getting it!" Fatty Hart patted the golden scales at his chest and said smugly, "This is top-rate magic armor engraved with 48 magic circles. Not only can it protect the wearer, but it can also automatically gather magic elements and reduce spellcasting time!"

"Alright, what can I say? The rich can do whatever they want!"

Meng Lei couldn't be bothered to pay any more attention to the fellow. Then, he nodded at Abbe and Tanna in greeting. Abbe was expressionless and only nodded back slightly, still the same poker face as before.

Tanna, on the other hand, was very friendly. A sweet smile blossomed on her face as she said, "Meng Lei, it seems like you've become even stronger after not seeing you for over a month."

"Not too bad, I guess."

Meng Lei gave her a smile. Then, he couldn't help but look at the ant tide covering every expanse of the wilderness. He licked his lips, revealing a hint of avarice.

There were so many Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants! If he could kill them all, how big of a spike in his Wealth would there be?

Even at the minimum, it would have to increase by a few billion, right?

"Meng Lei, let's withdraw together."

Upon noticing the look in Meng Lei's eyes, Dirk Norway sighed and said, "It's just as well that term is about to start in the academy, too. It's also safer if you return to the academy with us."

"Withdraw? Why are we withdrawing?" Meng Lei was mildly taken aback. He asked in puzzlement, "The ant tide is invading with a vengeance. If we withdraw, won't disaster befall the people in the city?"

Dirk Norway's mouth opened and closed, not quite actually knowing how he should reply for a moment there. For some reason, when facing a student as outstanding as Meng Lei, he actually found it rather hard to tell him the reason why.

Was he supposed to tell Meng Lei that they couldn't defend the city anymore, so they could only abandon the people in the city and let the ant tide devour them?

"What can we do except to withdraw?"

At that moment, Marchioness Cesia, who had kept quiet the whole time, spoke up. She said coldly, "The ant tide stretches on for 300 miles, causing the line of defense to stretch on too far. Yet reinforcements can't get here in time. If we don't withdraw, are we supposed to wait for death here?"

"I get it now."

Meng Lei nodded slowly to indicate that he'd understood. Then, he said to Dirk Norway, "Mr. Dirk, please forgive me. I can't return with all of you."

"You're not coming back with us?" Dirk Norway was stunned for a moment. "Then what do you intend to do?"

"Exterminate the ant tide!"

Meng Lei jumped up onto the magic carpet and charged toward the ant tide army like a moth darting into the fire after uttering these four words.

"What are you doing?! Come back! Hurry and come back!"

Dirk Norway's countenance changed dramatically at the sight of this, and he shouted anxiously at him to stop him. However, it was too late. Meng Lei had already gone charging out.

"Hmph! Pretty brave, but he's too foolish!" Marchioness Cesia snorted and said, "Having delusions of exterminating the ant tide army when he's just a mere Fifth-Grade Magician? How arrogant, conceited, and ignorant!"

"Old bro!"

"That fellow!"

"Meng Lei!"

Hart, Abbe, and Tanna looked at Meng Lei from the back, all three of them rather anxious and worried. Abbe even abandoned his usual cool and aloof expression and berated him anxiously, "That idiot! Who do you think you are?! Even if you have a death wish, that isn't what you should be doing!"

"Hart, that's the genius from your class?"

A puzzled fourth-year senior asked, "Isn't that too rash of him? What's the difference between charging so recklessly into the ant tide army and having a death wish?"

"That's just an ant trying to topple a giant tree, how ludicrously overconfident. No matter how his magic talent is, his IQ is really rather moving."

"That's the top student of the first-years? He's nothing impressive..."

"Shut the hell up!"

Hart's expression darkened, and he erupted completely. "A bunch of fools! All of you only became Fourth-Grade Magicians after so many difficulties, yet you still have the cheek to mock others?!"

"Ha! Our magic talent certainly isn't as good as his!"

A senior fired straight back at Hart. "But at least we're not like him. Charging right in there and throwing his life away despite knowing full well that he's not their match. Do you know what that is? Foolish! An idiot!"

"Exactly! Do you know how hard it is for the academy to groom a Magician?"

Another senior also spoke with an air full of justice and righteousness. "The best environment, the best facilities, the best educators... They've spent a vast amount of resources and paid a huge price to groom a Magician only after so much trouble. Is he supposed to trample on all that like that?"

"Let me tell you! Your lives don't just belong to yourselves! They belong to the academy, the kingdom, and even more so the Great Dragon Blood W—"

"Shut up!"

"Be quiet!"

At that moment, a couple of bellows suddenly rang out and interrupted the seniors rambling on and on. The few of them looked over in stunned surprise, only to see Mr. Dirk and Marchioness Cesia watching Meng Lei with horror all over their faces.

Horror?

What was there to be horrified about?

The seniors, Hart, Abbe, and others, also looked toward where they were looking. Then, they saw something incredible.

Meng Lei stood proudly on the magic carpet, his long hair fluttering and his magic robes flapping. There was a strong heroic air around him, and he showed the beginnings of a handsome, dashing young man, clearly already possessing the potential to attract girls now.

This wasn't the point, however!

The point was that there were 10 several hundred meters wide gigantic fireballs floating above his head! Incredibly huge, scorching hot, and blinding, they gave off astonishing heat, causing even the sun hanging high above in the sky to look dim and dull in comparison!

"This, this..."

Fatty Hart and the others' jaws dropped. All of them were stunned.

Dirk Norway and Marchioness Cesia were even more horrified and astounded than the others.

This was because... They had recognized the spell he was using.

Ninth-Grade Spell, Heavenly Fire Meteor!

"Mr. Dirk, isn't he a Fifth-Grade Magician?" Marchioness Cesia's eyes were glassy and glazed over. "But this..."

"I... I don't know, either!"

Dirk Norway pinched himself hard, wondering if he was hallucinating.

Meng Lei, a teenage boy under 16 years old!

Someone who was still a Fifth-Grade Magician a month ago!

He was actually casting a Ninth-Grade spell now!?

Oh my dragon god, are you kidding me?

"O... Old bro... He... He..."

Fatty Hart's mouth was gaping so big that one could stuff a duck egg inside. Abbe and Tanna weren't faring any better than him, either. Both of them were flabbergasted and dumbfounded.

As for the other few seniors, all of them looked even more as if they had just seen a ghost, and they couldn't take their eyes off the sight. They had never seen such a huge fireball in their entire lives!

"Heavenly Fire Meteor... Fall!"

As everyone watched, Meng Lei let out a loud shout. Ten blazing suns plummeted as though meteors and crashed viciously onto the ground.

Boom!

Amid a vast, apocalyptic explosion, the bright sky suddenly dimmed. Ten mushroom clouds as huge as mountains soared into the sky and blocked out the sunlight, tainting the sky!

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Chapter 107: Fire God Descends, An Original Spell

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The sea of fire blazed furiously, roasting the ant tide, charring the lands, and also astounding everyone's hearts!

Light from the fire danced on their faces, lighting up the horror in everyone's eyes clearly.

From ninth-grade experts, like Dirk Norway and Marchioness Cesia, all the way to every ordinary soldier, everyone was astounded beyond belief.

"Ninth-Grade Spell... Heavenly Fire Meteor?"

A fourth-year senior suddenly exclaimed in astonishment, "That's the fire-elemental Ninth-Grade Spell, Heavenly Fire Meteor! Oh my dragon god! That's a ninth-grade spell!"

"N-ninth-grade spell? Are you sure?"

Another senior gasped, unable to believe what he was hearing.

"Ten suns in the sky, brilliant as shooting stars! A diameter of 100 meters, its flames blazing and burning the sky!" That senior gulped madly. "This spell in front of us is practically identical to the written description of Heavenly Fire Meteor. Aside from that, what else can it be?"

"B-but he's just a first-year freshman! How can he possibly cast ninth-grade spells? Even the teachers in the academy can't do that!"

"That... I wouldn't know!"

Hart, Abbe, and Tanna's hearts spasmed madly when they heard the seniors' discussion.

Ninth-Grade Spell, Heavenly Fire Meteor?

Oh my dragon god!

That's actually a ninth-grade spell?!

"Since when did old bro become so strong?" The fat on Hart's face quivered as he said, "Also, doesn't he only have thunder-elemental and earth-elemental magic talent? Where did he get that fire-elemental magic talent from?"

"He also has earth-elemental magic talent?" asked Dirk Norway as he spun around in astonishment.

Abbe and Tanna also looked at Hart.

"Yes, he does." Fatty Hart nodded incessantly. "When term had just begun, he had attended earth-elemental magic classes with me. It was only after that that I found out he also has earth-elemental magic talent."

"Thunder-elemental, earth-elemental, and fire-elemental!" Dirk Norway's lip corner was spasming. "That kid is actually a triple-elemental Magician! What a joke that I, his teacher, actually didn't know. This is simply too..."

"Earth-elemental and fire-elemental magic talent unbeknownst to anyone, and a Great Ninth-Grade Magician, too!" Abbe murmured to himself, "Just how many secrets is that guy hiding?"

"In any case, he's pretty mysterious." Fatty Hart shook his head and sighed emotionally. "I really don't know how he got past the magic assessment back then. I clearly saw that they had only detected thunder-elemental affinity for him that day."

"That's true..."

A huge jolt went through everyone.

At that moment, Meng Lei, who was in the sky, moved again. He went over to another area above the ant tide, raised his arms high, and slowly began to chant an ancient, unfathomable, and mysterious incantation!

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly. All five—Dirk Norway, Marchioness Cesia, Abbe, Hart, and Tanna—of their faces changed at once.

Buzz, buzz!

A surge of fire-elemental magic power gushed out of Meng Lei. Under his vast spiritual power's control, it drew all the Fire Elements within 1,000 meters of where he was in a frenzy.

Boom!

An infinite amount of Fire Elements converged and formed a 1,000-meters-tall gigantic bout of flames. It floated in the sky, sometimes converging, sometimes dispersing, sometimes lengthening, and sometimes flattening...

It was like there was an unknown wave of great strength currently kneading the gigantic bout of flames as if wanting to construct a form and create a body for it.

Boom!

True enough, following a great explosion, a thick, muscular white arm completely made out of condensed flames suddenly reached out of the gigantic bout of flames.

Muscles intertwined on the arm, and veins bulged on the surface, every tiny little detail clear to the eye.

It was then followed by the second arm, legs, head...

Before long, a fire giant entirely made up of flames and more than triple the height of the towers in the empire appeared in the sky. It was big, tall, and muscular. He stood tall and proud as if a fire deity traversing the world.

"Oh my dragon god!"

"This..."

Gasps filled the place above the city walls. Everyone felt their scalps go numb and chills running down their spines as they watched the fire giant suspended in the sky.

"Ninth-Grade Spell... Fire God Descends!"

"That's the Ninth-Grade Spell, Fire God Descends!"

"Aren't Fire God Descends' flames supposed to be red? Why are its flames white? Also, isn't its size too big? The scale is pretty much comparable to first-class spells..."

"This..."

Dirk Norway, Marchioness Cesia, and the others were unperturbed even as they listened to the seniors' exclamations and bewildered comments—because they knew that this was Dragon-Language Magic!

The Ninth-Grade Dragon-Language Spell... Fire God Descends!

That was why it possessed such terrifying might!

"Meng Lei... He's also a Dragon Person?"

Dirk Norway felt rather disappointed. He had initially thought that Meng Lei was an actual, proper human genius, but little did he expect that he was a Dragon Person, too.

"I guess that's true, too! How can the human race possibly produce a crazy genius like him that easily?" Dirk Norway gave a self-mocking smile.

"I didn't think that old bro would actually be a Dragon Person, too!" Fatty Hart's jaw dropped with a look of realization plastered on his face. "I knew it! His body is so crazy strong, and he was able to beat the living daylights out of Lance when he had only just enrolled in the school back then. No matter how you look at it, he just doesn't seem like a human..."

Elsewhere, the 1,000-meters-tall fire giant descended from the sky and landed heavily on the ground, smashing countless Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants dead. While hiding between the fire giant's brows, Meng Lei controlled the massive creature and began to launch attacks.

Boom!

The fire giant opened its mouth wide. Like mortar bombs, dozens of huge fireballs shot out of its mouth in succession and raked the area in a frenzy.

Countless Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants perished amid several deafening explosions.

Then, the fire giant raised its football field-sized palm and smacked downward viciously.

Boom!

A large expanse of ants died under its palm, and the bottom of the pit was charred black and full of carcasses.

Boom!

The giant opened its mouth again. A 100-meters-long fire dragon charged into the ant tide army, blasting and bombarding the area with explosions. With that, another large expanse of ants died.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

And just like that, the fire giant began a frenzied massacre, be it Buddha's Palm1, releasing fire dragons from its mouth, trampling on them with its enormous feet, or shooting bursts of fireballs like cannonballs...

After a consecutive series of attacks, innumerable ravines, voids, seas of fire, and craters appeared among the ocean of ants...

The ant tide was practically riddled with holes, the sight too horrific to behold.

"How savage!"

"That's so goddamn savage!"

Everyone's hearts pounded intensely, finding the sight alarming to lay eyes upon. As the fire giant rampaged its way through, the number of Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants that perished on the spot was immeasurable.

A massacre... This was completely a goddamn massacre!

This massacre lasted continuously for a few minutes before the fire giant finally gradually dissipated.

"Phew! It's finally over!"

"I totally broke out in cold sweat because of that!"

Just as everyone heaved a small sigh of relief, white flower petals suddenly began to rain from the sky. An infinite number of petals filled the sky, enveloping the whole place in white.

Was this the beautiful landscape of the northern lands where everything was frozen in ice for a thousand miles, and snow fell everywhere that the eye could see?

Yet...

When these white petals landed on the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants, it was as if sparks of fire had landed on petrol. With a deafening boom, the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants began to burn as though they'd been set ablaze.

One, two, three...

Wherever the petals landed, everything began to burn. The entire area within several kilometers turned into a sea of fire.

All the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants within the area began to burn by themselves. The sight was much quieter than when the fire giant was massacring them, but it was also much more peculiar and made the onlookers' scalps go numb.

At the sight of such a terrifying scene, everyone felt their hair stand on end, and all of them involuntarily looked at the tops of their heads. It was only after they were sure that none of the petals had landed on them that they finally heaved a small sigh of relief.

Phew, good thing there aren't any petals there!

"What spell is that?" asked someone in a low voice.

"I don't recognize it! It doesn't seem like there's a spell like that in all the written records of ninth-grade spells?"

"There isn't? Try and recall properly..."

Marchioness Cesia turned to Dirk Norway and asked, "Mr. Dirk, do you know of that spell?"

"No, I don't!"

Dirk Norway gave her a resigned smile and replied, "If my guess is correct, that is probably an original ninth-grade spell. I never thought that this child, Meng Lei, can even create original ninth-grade spells now! I... can't compare to him!"

"An original ninth-grade spell?"

A huge jolt went through Cesia's form, and a hint of horror surfaced in her eyes.

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Chapter 108: 100 Types of First-Class Spells, The Nine Spells

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The rain of fire petals pitter-pattered as they fell, tranquil and quiet.

However, the spectators' hearts were not peaceful. In particular, the hearts of Dirk Norway and Marchioness Cesia, the two ninth-grade experts, were even like stormy seas.

Casting ninth-grade spells and creating original ninth-grade spells were two entirely different concepts.

The former was simple. As long as one could become a Great Ninth-Grade Magician, they'd be able to achieve this. In fact, if they were willing to pay a huge price, they could even cast first-class spells.

However, creating original ninth-grade spells was something completely different.

Ninth-grade spells were the highest grade of normal spells. Even typical Great Ninth-Grade Magicians would find it very difficult to create original ninth-grade spells.

How many magic elements must they gather?

How should the magic elements be arranged?

How to use spiritual power to manipulate them?

All of these put a Great Magician's understanding of magic elements and the universe's momentum to an extremely great test. Without a certain level of expertise, if one wanted to create original ninth-grade spells... That was nothing more than just daydreaming!

At the very least, Dirk Norway considered that something that he himself was unable to achieve.

"Mr. Dirk, that student of yours is too out of this world!"

Marchioness Cesia took a deep breath and then asked, "From how the other students sounded, that student of yours is still a first-year newbie?"

"Yes!"

"How old is he this year?"

"Not yet 16!"

"N-not yet 16?"

A shiver coursed through Cesia, and she almost wet herself.

A Great Ninth-Grade Magician that wasn't even 16 years of age?

Was he really human?

Elsewhere, the rain of fire petals continued to fall quietly, burning large patches of Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants dead. It was hard for anyone to tell for sure just how many had died.

Even Meng Lei could only see his Wealth value increasing furiously, too. Since his arrival at North River Pass till now, his Wealth value had already doubled and successfully broken past the... two billion mark!

"This feels awesome! This feeling is simply too awesome!"

Meng Lei had a look of revelry on his face as he stood proudly in the sky, taking in the caress of the breeze and admiring the beautiful scene of a blazing sea of fire burning the ants.

Controlling great power simply felt wonderful!

Reducing everything into dust in just a split second!

Turning the whole place into a sea of fire with a wave of his arm!

Burning everything with a flick of his wrist!

This feeling was simply too marvelous!

"Brat, my Doomsday Rain of Fire is pretty awesome, right?"

Ol' Amos floated beside Meng Lei, stroking his beard as he watched the swirling white petals in the air. His face was filled with gratification and delight.

There was nothing that could make one happier than seeing the spell that they had created shine with dazzling brilliance.

"Hehe, it can't get any more impressive than that!" Meng Lei nodded incessantly as he lavished generous praise and admiration on the spell. "It looks tranquil and quiet, yet it burns everything away soundlessly. It combines both beauty and violence and is also full of poetic beauty. It can be said to be a masterpiece of fire."

"Of course! Don't you know who the one that created it is?"

Ol' Amos was in such a fantastic mood that snot bubbles were almost forming at his nostrils. He said smugly, "At least you have a bit of an eye for things and are discerning enough. However, Doomsday Rain of Fire is just a typical spell and can't be considered a masterpiece yet!"

"Even this isn't considered a masterpiece yet?"

Meng Lei was shocked.

"What's the big deal about it?" Ol' Amos twisted his beard and smiled as he said, "When I was trapped underground all those years, I liked to brainstorm and conceptualize whenever I was bored. I've created so many water-elemental and fire-elemental spells that just first-class spells alone already come up to 100 different types. What does Doomsday Rain of Fire even count as?"

"100 different types of first-class spells?"

Meng Lei swallowed hard, a hint of greed flashing across his eyes. "Ol' President, you're simply so impressive. My feelings of admiration toward you are like the gushing rivers, endless and eternal. They are like the overflowing North River, beyond control once the floodgates open—"

"Stop!" Ol' Amos glared at him. "Don't you dare think that I don't know what you're up to. I'll have you know that those original spells are my precious babies, so don't you dare covet them."

"Is that what you think of me, Ol' President?"

Meng Lei was rather indignant. He said, "I'll admit that I certainly do want to learn those spells, but it's all for your sake, isn't it?"

"For my sake?" Ol' Amos scoffed.

"Think about it. Even though you've created so many great and amazing spells, no one knows about them. Don't you find that a pity?

"And that's not all!"

With a regretful look, Meng Lei went on. "If! If you die someday, won't all these spells that you've created completely die out? What a huge shame that would be!"

(o)

Ol' Amos was taken aback.

"Sigh! Those are the fruits of your intellectual labor that you've made painstaking efforts on, spent an infinite amount of sweat, blood, and tears on, and worn out a countless amount of brain cells in order to create so laboriously, you know!"

Meng Lei thumped his chest and stamped his feet in regret, and said plaintively, "Should they disappear along with you, it'll practically be the most serious and the most tragic loss to the whole Heaven's Vault Continent's history of magic!"

"This..."

Ol' Amos' countenance also changed as he tugged on his beard.

What this boy is saying... does make some sense. If I die, won't these spells that I've created be lost to the world? How can that do?

Ol' Amos glared at Meng Lei and asked, "What do you think I should do, then?"

"You can impart them to me!" Meng Lei gave him a sincere look. "I will build upon them and let them flourish. Let their great name be known throughout Heaven's Vault Continent! And let your fruits of intellectual labor forever shine in the history of magic and be passed on for all generations to come!"

"You're right. They should be passed on." Ol' Amos repeatedly nodded, agreeing with him wholeheartedly. "They can't die out just like that!"

"Yes, yes!"

Joy surfaced on Meng Lei's face.

Hehe, I've succeeded!

Innumerable spells and up to 100 first-class spells... Those are priceless treasures! You can't buy them even if you have the money!

"But why must I impart them to you?" Ol' Amos looked at Meng Lei and said, "I can totally make them into magic scrolls and gift them to the academy so that more people can learn them. Wouldn't that let them flourish even better? And let me shine in the history of magic even more?"

(o)

Meng Lei's expression froze.

"Hehe! Thinking of tricking this old man? You're still too young!"

Upon seeing Meng Lei's constipated expression, Ol' Amos burst into laughter. He had finally vented some of his frustration. After being astounded by Meng Lei so many times for so long, his heart had finally received some consolation.

Now, that wasn't easy.

"Ol' President, you're really so..."

Black lines filled Meng Lei's face.

This old geezer is actually playing dumb! How goddamn infuriating!

"Alright, stop looking at me like that." An amused Ol' Amos mock-chided him, "You're the only descendant I have. Who am I going to impart them to, if not you? Am I supposed to impart them to other people?"

"Hehe, I knew it!"

Meng Lei rejoiced again.

"Cut the crap! Hurry and clean up the ant tide." Ol' Amos waved him off, somewhat impatient. "Wipe them out as soon as possible and look for the little golden ant after that. No matter what, I'm still somewhat worried leaving it all alone in the Magical Beast Forest."

"Got it."

Meng Lei toned down his smile. Light from the fire flickered in his eyes as he said, "Since we want to be quick about this, then let's intensify the flames some more."

At that point, everyone saw a scene that they'd never forget for their whole lives.

Meng Lei stood proudly in the sky. As though a God of Fire, his voice was loud and sonorous as he pronounced a mighty, imposing judgment on the ant tide.

"Ninth-Grade Spell... Heavenly Fire Meteor!

"Ninth-Grade Spell... Fire God Descends!

"Ninth-Grade Spell... Doomsday Rain of Fire!

"Ninth-Grade Spell... Sun Tempest!

"Ninth-Grade Spell... Fire God Judgment!

"Ninth-Grade Spell... Rupturing Fire Dragon!

"Ninth-Grade Spell... Blazing Inferno Flames!

"Ninth-Grade Spell... Fire Lotus Judgment!

"Ninth-Grade Spell... Fire God's Fury!"

The nine ninth-grade spells cast in succession were like savage fire beasts that had broken free of hell's gates and suddenly invaded the world. The moment they appeared, they dazzled the heavens.

Heavenly Fire Meteors plummeted from the sky!

A fire giant bellowed furiously!

A rain of fire petals scattered throughout the sky!

A tornado of flames spun and whirled!

Fire blades with light streaming all over them cleaved downward mightily!

A savage fire dragon roared furiously like a clap of thunder!

Black flames corroded and destroyed!

A dazzling fire lotus blossomed in the sky!

The Fire God roared furiously, causing the heavens and earth to pale!

In that instant, everything in the world disappeared, leaving behind only a blazing sea of fire that seemed as if it wanted to burn away this filthy world!

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Chapter 109: Ant Tide Defeated, Flying Dragons Retreated Out of Fear

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Presently, there were no other colors in the world, and only burning fires leaped in the people's eyes.

An ocean of fire spread across hundreds of miles!

It covered mountains, rivers, and the vast earth!

Large swarms of ant tide turned to ashes!

Countless ants burned to death!

Attack?

There was no chance for such a thing anymore!

Madness!

No such thing anymore either!

Under the frantic blow of the ninth-grade spells, the ant tide army suffered unprecedented damage. Although there were still numerous ants, the army appeared unable to sustain itself.

A few more rounds were needed before the ant tide was wiped out and disappeared completely!

This was what everyone thought, and Meng Lei seemed to hear their thoughts. He started a new round of frantic bombardment and smashed down all kinds of ninth-grade spells like they didn't affect his magic power.

Boom!

One hour later...

The flames on the ground gradually dissipated, only leaving billowing smoke behind. All the mountains and fields were scorched black, and strange smoke filled all directions.

An ant tide that spread more than 300 miles? No such thing anymore! They had disappeared!

A minority had escaped, but the vast majority had lost their lives in the sea of fire, only leaving burnt carcasses strewn across the ground and ashes piled up like piles of soil above unmarked graves.

"The ant tide... is gone just like this?"

Everyone looked at the wasteland-like charred black ground and felt like they were dreaming. It was a surreal sensation.

One hour ago, the fierce ant tide army had come with great momentum, making everyone feel fearful, hopeless, weak, and unable to breathe from the pressure. They had even been forced to retreat!

Yet, one hour later, the ant tide... was gone? If this wasn't dreaming, what was dreaming? Even dreaming couldn't possibly bring about such a rapid turn of events!

"Monster! A total monster!" Marchioness Cesia's mouth twitched. "Continuously releasing ninth-grade spells for up to more than one hour and burning the entire ant tide. Such a terrible Great Ninth-Grade Magician is unheard of!"

"In terms of speed of magic application, magic power reserves, or the usage of spiritual power, all of those reached an insurmountable level. I'm far below him!" Dirk Norway took a breath. "I really don't know what this boy experienced in a mere month to have undergone such a huge change."

Fatty Hart, Abbe, and Tanna looked at one another with complex expressions. Their insides felt like huge raging ocean waves.

Fatty Hart smiled bitterly and said, "Though I've known for a long time that there's a big gap between us, I would never have imagined, not even in my dreams, that the gap would actually be this big."

Abbe and Tanna's bodies shook.

Yes, Meng Lei's natural talent is good. His cultivation is fast. Of course there would be a gap! But why would it be this big?

I can't understand!

Fatty Hart and the other two were quite bewildered and started questioning life.

"Meng Lei from your class is a monster!" The senior student's face was full of shock. "A Great Ninth-Grade Magician, less than 16 years old... Have you seen anyone like him?"

"Never seen, never heard of!"

Another senior student kept shaking his head. "Even if we search through the entire Fire Dragon Kingdom history, no such monster has appeared! I'm afraid only in the Dragon God Empire can such amazing talent possibly appear!"

"Such a monster can't be measured by common standards at all. If one tries to compare with him... they are simply looking for suffering..."

"Monster?"

When the three classmates heard that, their hearts lightened.

Yes, he's a monster! Why am I trying to compare with him?

Upon thinking that, the trio felt much more comfortable inside.

Roar!

At this moment, loud roars suddenly came from the distant horizon, and the figures of big birds appeared in the distance. They formed a dark, black mass, covering the sun and the sky!

"The Flying Dragon Troops!"

"It's the Flying Dragon Troops!"

"My lady, the Flying Dragon Troops are here!"

"Only arriving now... Hmph!"

Marchioness Cesia snorted coldly as a hint of displeasure flashed across her eyes. Had they arrived one hour earlier, she would have been more than happy to welcome them.

But now... the ant tide is already gone. Were they here to eat the ashes?

Roar!

The Flying Dragon Troops were unaware of what had transpired there. They arrived at the space above North River Pass in no time and then collectively started roaring.

An overwhelming dragon might poured down like ocean waves as the Flying Dragon Troops... showcased their intimidation skills.

One had to say that the Flying Dragon Troops' trick was still very effective against ordinary soldiers. Numerous soldiers felt suppressed and had a hard time breathing, so they swayed weakly and couldn't even hold their weapons.

"Those bastards!"

Although Marchioness Cesia had witnessed the Flying Dragon Troops' ways long ago, she was still furious upon seeing this scene. Every time, she would be so angry till her teeth itched, but she could only watch them.

Dirk Norway frowned, very displeased with the Flying Dragon Troops' ways.

Fatty Hart even started cursing, "This bunch of trash! Nowhere to be seen during the resistance against the ant tide, but after the ant tide is wiped out, they are here to mark their presence. What a bunch of bastards."

"This is the famous Flying Dragon Troops?"

Tanna actually looked at the flying dragons all around the sky, and a hint of approval showed in her beautiful eyes. "Their might matches their fame, indeed. Not the least bit inferior even to the Frost Dragon Wolves Troops of our Frost Kingdom."

Roar!

The Double-Legged Flying Dragons had very good eyesight and could see everything on top of the North River Pass' city walls. They looked at the trembling ordinary soldiers and felt very satisfied with their intimidation technique.

Soon, they would descend to showcase their battlefield-cleaning technique, the "most tiring" job.

"Hmph!"

Unexpectedly, at that moment, a cold snort sounded like a muffled thunder in their ears. Most importantly, the sound was so familiar in a way that sent a chill down their spines.

"Gah..."

The 100,000 flying dragons' bodies stiffened, and their roars immediately stopped. The flying dragons looked at the source of the sound, and immediately, they were so scared that their bodies trembled, and cold sweat oozed out.

"Dragon God above! Why is this devil here?"

The Double-Legged Flying Dragons trembled violently, and even their wings became stiff as if they didn't know how to fly anymore.

"Him again!"

The Double-Legged Flying Dragon King's mouth twitched, and he felt extremely upset inside.

This fella appears everywhere... Why am I meeting him again?

"A bunch of trash! Why do I see you all everywhere?"

It was naturally Meng Lei that made the Flying Dragon Troops act like they had seen a ghost. He didn't like this group of greedy and ugly creatures at all. "What? You want to rob me of my magic cores again?

"I will give you all a chance! Disappear from my sight immediately. Otherwise, I don't mind breaking your skulls and digging out your magic cores!"

"What?!"

The Double-Legged Flying Dragons were so terrified that their internal organs felt like they were bursting. The nightmarish scenes from days ago replayed instantly in their minds.

Suddenly, the 100,000 Double-Legged Flying Dragons did something that left everyone dumbstruck.

They flapped their wings and flew away like they were running for their lives. They dashed like they wished they had more than two wings!

In the blink of an eye, the original intimidating, mighty, sky-covering Flying Dragon Troops disappeared without a trace, leaving only the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King alone in his original position, floating in the sky alone.

All the other Flying Dragons... fled without a trace.

"This..."

The people on the city wall were shocked.

"This is... the Flying Dragon Troops?"

Tanna's little mouth opened in shock. Why was it completely different from the Flying Dragon Troops she imagined?

Fatty Hart blinked. "Old bro seems to have scared them to the point they ran away!?"

"What on earth did this boy do to the Flying Dragon Troops?" Dirk Norway's mouth twitched. "The Flying Dragon Troops ran away once they saw him!"

"It seems the Flying Dragon Troops must have offended him. As such, he pummeled them so badly that they were traumatized!" Marchioness Cesia appeared pretty excited. "Haha! This boy did what I wanted to do but cannot do. Well done! It's so well done! Haha, I just wonder what Nicholas will do next."

"Hmm!"

Dirk Norway couldn't help but look toward the lonely Double-Legged Flying Dragon King. This was an existence comparable to Ninth-Grade Magical Beasts, so how could he give up easily?

The Double-Legged Flying Dragon King stared at Meng Lei fiercely. From his expression, it seemed like he would very much like to skin Meng Lei alive and devour him.

However, Meng Lei only spoke one sentence before he scared Double-Legged Flying Dragon into fleeing, covering his face and ignoring even his pride.

"What? You don't want your other wing anymore!?"

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Chapter 110: The 10 Billion Milestone, Gaining Another Bloodline

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As they watched the Flying Dragon Troops flee for their lives, aside from stupefaction, everyone also felt like all their anger had been worked off.

Those fellows carrying the "elite troops" title were a bunch of bandits from head to toe—greedy and ugly.

This wasn't the first or second time that everyone had wanted to teach them a lesson. Unfortunately, they simply weren't powerful enough, so they could only watch helplessly as they acted all bossy and arrogant.

However, their wish had finally come true today.

Meng Lei had frightened the Flying Dragon Troops so badly that they fled for their lives and thoroughly disgraced themselves with just a few words. How satisfying!

"The ant tide has finally been exterminated!"

Ol' Amos twisted his beard as he looked down upon the charred lands. He heaved a long sigh of relief and said, "You've made a huge contribution in this matter, boy. Who knows, you might just earn yourself the title of an Earl!"

However, he didn't receive any response—the place around him was all quiet.

Ol' Amos' brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't resist looking at Meng Lei—only to discover that the boy was currently grinning like a fool. His grin stretched pretty much all the way past his ears, making him look like an old 38-year-old widow who had just had a night rendezvous—simply overjoyed!

At once, Ol' Amos became displeased, and he chastised him loudly, "What are you acting all crazy for again, brat?!"

Meng Lei jumped in shock, and he couldn't help but grumble, "What are you being so loud for, Ol' President? You gave me a shock!"

"What's that silly grin for? Look at how thrilled you are!"

Ol' Amos glared at Meng Lei.

"Hehe, it's a secret!"

Meng Lei grinned at him in response, and then, his gaze returned to his Wealth again. As he looked at those bright, dazzling numbers and the bunch of zeros at the back, Meng Lei felt as if he had just eaten honey...

Sweet!

Wealth: 7,539,721,863 gold coins

.5 billion!

A whole 7.5 billion!

What kind of astronomical figure was that?

However, the most important thing here was... He was only 2.5 billion away from the 10 billion milestone!

This meant that Meng Lei only needed to earn another 2.5 billion gold coins, and he would be able to break through the ninth-grade limits to step into another realm... The Saint Domain!

.5 billion? Was it very difficult to achieve? No, no, not at all!

It was very simple because... 6.5 billion gold coins were resting on the charred expanse of land right beneath his feet. To be more accurate, 650,000 magic cores!

"Collect them all! And sell them all!

"And I'll be able to summon the divine dragon1!

"Wahahaha..."

Meng Lei burst into loud Ren Woxing1-style laughter and nosedived toward the ground. His spiritual power spread outward like tidal waves and enveloped the whole area within 1,000 meters of where he was.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

All the magic cores moved by themselves and broke through the surface of the ground like potatoes. Then, they vanished after being sent into his spatial rings.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Everywhere he flew by, he collected all the magic cores.

Meng Lei was just like a hardworking little bee diligently collecting magic cores. The sight made Fatty Hart and the others standing on top of the city walls salivate.

"A single magic core is worth up to 10,000 gold coins!" Fatty Hart's eyes had even turned red. "Old bro must have killed at least... 100,000 Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants just now, right? Hiss! That's 1 billion gold coins!"

"1 billion?"

A shiver went through everyone, and they almost wet themselves.

That was 1 billion gold coins! 1 billion!

No one could spend all of that, even in their entire lifetime!

Meng Lei's speed was very fast, but even so, he still spent more than three hours before he finally managed to collect all the magic cores.

As for the concrete number of magic cores there were, he didn't bother counting. In any case, there were a lot of them, so many that he was close to running out of space. Even Ol' Amos' spatial magic device was almost full.

"Horses don't bulk up without feeding at night, and people don't get rich without unexpected windfalls. Our forefathers really don't lie."

It was only then that a satisfied Meng Lei returned to the city, where his eyes met Fatty Hart's, whose eyes were filled with so much jealousy that he was practically mad. "Huhu! 1 billion gold coins! This fatty here is so jealous that I'm becoming distorted from envy!"

"Fatty, have you gone mad?"

Meng Lei patted Fatty Hart's chubby face, which felt fleshy to the touch. The texture felt pretty good!

"Juxian Restaurant! We must go to Juxian Restaurant when the new term starts!" Fatty Hart clutched Meng Lei's collar and shouted hysterically, "Once isn't enough! You must treat me a few more times... No! Every day! You can only offer a wee bit of comfort to my wounded soul by treating me to meals at Juxian Restaurant every day!

"Huhuhu, 1 billion gold coins! If I had that much money, I would sleep on a mountain of gold every day and stuff myself silly every day..."

Meng Lei rolled his eyes. He finally understood now—that guy was actually jealous of him!

If you knew that I actually have 10 billion gold coins now, would you become so jealous that you'd immediately kill yourself by eating sh*t?

Probably... Yes?

"That boy..."

Dirk Norway, Abbe, and Tanna were also looking at Meng Lei with extremely complex emotions. The penniless boy from the mountains that had reported at the academy half a year ago wearing coarse sackcloth had already become this strong?

"Meng Lei, you deserve the biggest credit in the defense against the ant tide this time!" Marchioness Cesia had a look of approval all over her face as she said, "I will definitely report this truthfully to the king and request that he rewards you handsomely!"

"You're..."

A bewildered Meng Lei looked at the female Green Dragon Person in front of him.

"Meng Lei, this is Marchioness Cesia, the guarding general of North River Pass," said Dirk Norway hastily as he introduced Marchioness Cesia. "She's also the number one female general of Fire Dragon Kingdom!"

"So it's Marchioness Cesia! I've heard so much about you!"

Realization dawned upon Meng Lei.

"It's just a bit of insignificant acclaim that's not worth mentioning!" Marchioness Cesia waved and said, "On the contrary, it's you, Meng Lei, that has exterminated the ant tide with just a flick of your wrist. After this battle, your name will definitely awe and stun the kingdom. You'll become a hero known in every household throughout the kingdom!"

"Marchioness Cesia, you're too kind!"

Meng Lei smiled at her but didn't take her words seriously. Things like fame and all that weren't important; they weren't even as practical as a few gold coins or a few magic cores.

At the sight of this, astonishment and uncertainty couldn't help but secretly come over Marchioness Cesia. After making such a huge contribution, the kingdom would definitely bestow upon him handsome rewards. Yet he was actually so calm, placid, and composed about it—his disposition wasn't like a 15-year-old teenage boy's at all!

After that, Meng Lei chatted a while more with the others before he got ready to bid farewell and leave. Little Gold was still in the Magical Beast Forest, so he had to hurry and bring it back with him.

"What a shame!" Marchioness Cesia lamented with a sigh, "And here I was, thinking of holding a celebratory banquet to express my gratitude to the hero credited with guarding the city. I didn't think that you'd have other matters at hand."

"Defending against the ant tide is something within my duty and obligation. How can I claim credit for it?" replied Meng Lei with a smile.

Then, he bade farewell to Dirk Norway and the others before finally saying to Hart, "Fatty, I'm counting on you to sell the magic cores!"

"Leave it to me!" Fatty Hart patted his chest and promised, "I'll definitely get it done perfectly!"

"Thanks!"

Meng Lei patted Fatty Hart on the shoulder. Then, he hopped onto the magic carpet, left the North River Pass city gate tower, and flew toward the Magical Beast Forest.

An hour later, he finally found Little Gold's hiding place. However, the little fellow wasn't in a good spot at the moment because... It had run into trouble!

Over a dozen grayish-white spiders surrounded it on all sides. Woven all around it was even a black spider web that had completely sealed off all of its escape routes.

There was nowhere in and nowhere out.

Little Gold was like a tiny little kitten surrounded by a herd of elephants. It trembled and shook like a leaf—weak, helpless, and pitiful...

Krak, krak, krak...

The gigantic spiders were over 10-meters-long and had eight spear-like silver legs covered in steel needle-like fine hairs. They gave off a terrible stink, filling people with fear and causing their scalps to go numb.

"Underground Cave Magical Spiders! These are Underground Cave Magical Spiders!" Meng Lei's eyes flickered with a chilly glint. "They've actually pursued all the way here. These guys are seriously persistent!"

"Little Gold is the ant monarch. How would the Underground Cave Magical Spiders possibly let it off that easily?" Ol' Amos shook his head and sighed. "Had it been anyone else, they would also want to completely eradicate the enemy for peace of mind. What a pitiful child!"

Meng Lei bent his fingers and flicked them multiple times in succession. Over a dozen fire spears shot outward from thin air and pierced through the Underground Cave Magical Spiders' heads in an instant, impaling them to death on the spot.

At the sight of this, Little Gold couldn't help but shake all over. It was only then that it finally noticed Meng Lei. It was overcome by surprise and joy at once.

"Ding! Dropped item discovered. Will you pick it up?"

"Yes, pick it up!"

"Ding! Assimilation successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline!"

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Chapter 111: Golden Bloodline, An Explosive Increase In Physical Strength

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Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline?

A bloodline?

Meng Lei was a little taken aback. He had picked up a bloodline again? But what was this Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline?

Buzz!

During Meng Lei's moment of distraction, innumerable dazzling golden light rays suddenly pierced through his skin and shot out of his body, lighting up the whole place in an instant.

Right on the heels of it, the golden light rays turned into sticky, viscous glue-like golden flames. They shrouded Meng Lei entirely, and then, they began to blaze.

Boom!

A wave of severe pain, as if capable of ripping Meng Lei's insides apart, erupted from within his body and assaulted his nerves like a fierce, surging tidal wave.

Pain!

Pain!

Pain!

"Ahhh!"

Meng Lei let out a loud cry, feeling as if his entire self was about to be ripped apart. He doubled over and pounded the ground with his fists, his countenance savage.

"Meng Lei, what's wrong?"

The sudden turn of events gave Ol' Amos a huge fright. "What's the matter, brat? You're scaring me..."

"I... I'm fine!"

Meng Lei tried to put up with the agony that felt even more painful than being tortured to death. He gave him an awful smile and said, "I... I'm... fine... It'll be okay in a while."

"What do you mean you're fine when you're behaving like this?" Ol' Amos was terribly anxious. "Tell me, what exactly is going on?"

"Ha... Haha!"

Meng Lei gave him a dreadful smile, unable to even utter a proper sentence anymore. The sticky, viscous golden flames seeped out of his body like blood before returning into his body again.

They burned the surface of his body and burned the inside of his body. The cycle repeated again and again as it burned his whole body, running amok and weaving about unbridled.

Everywhere the golden flames passed by underwent modifications!

His bones, meridians, skin... His blood, internal organs, heart, and lungs... Every single inch of his blood and flesh... every little nook and cranny... All of them were modified by the golden flames!

The immense pain was like the gushing rivers, endless and eternal.

They assailed his senses madly, like the Yellow River beyond one's control in a flood.

"Why is this happening? What exactly is going on?"

Ol' Amos was in such a panic that he was going round and round in circles.

Roar!

In their daze, as though made out of gold, a strange ant hologram covered in golden armor and with 16 pairs of golden butterfly wings on its back suddenly appeared behind Meng Lei.

It bared its fangs and brandished its claws, its teeth waving about!

It threw its head back and roared into the sky, its voice resounding throughout the heavens!

"That... That's..."

Ol' Amos stared at the magnificent golden ant that had appeared out of the blue and exclaimed, "G-golden... Golden...

"No! That's impossible! Absolutely impossible! Creatures like that have already gone extinct since a long time ago! It's impossible that they still exist!"

Ol' Amos rejected the notion vehemently. However, he suddenly discovered that Little Gold was actually prostrating and watching the golden hologram behind Meng Lei fearfully, quivering and shaking in its boots as it did so.

That expression on its face looked way too familiar to Ol' Amos.

It was exactly how a Drake looked like when its bloodline got naturally suppressed upon encountering a pure-blooded Colossal Dragon.

"Could it be that..."

Ol' Amos looked at Little Gold and then at the golden ant hologram behind Meng Lei, his heart gradually sinking.

Crackle, crackle!

At this point, a sudden change occurred again.

Amid spine-chilling cracking sounds, the surface of Meng Lei's skin began to wriggle about violently, as though worms were crawling about underneath.

In the next instant, bloodstained golden scales began to emerge on Meng Lei's skin like mushrooms sprouting after rain.

One scale, two scales, three scales...

It went out of control right after it started. A few breaths later, shiny, golden, strange-looking scales had covered Meng Lei's entire body.

At the same time, bloodstained golden barbed spikes began to poke through his flesh and bones. Gleaming with a chilly glint, they grew out of his forearms, calves, knees, elbows, and other parts of his body.

Finally, two feelers that looked like triangular spike bayonets and covered in golden scales gradually grew out of Meng Lei's forehead.

Everything finally came to a stop after that.

Just like that, with golden scales all over his body, golden feelers growing from his head, and barbed spikes all over him, the current Meng Lei had turned into a half-human, half-ant... monster!

Whoosh!

The pain faded rapidly like the receding tide, and Meng Lei's consciousness gradually returned. He took huge gulps of air and panted heavily, feeling as though he had just gone to hell and back.

That sensation of living hell just now had simply left too deep of an impression on him. Compared to when he was assimilating the Fire Dragon bloodline and the Fire Demon bloodline previously, the pain he had felt just now was more than tenfold of those times.

Meng Lei swore that he never wanted to experience such pain that was worse than death itself ever again.

"Meng Lei..."

Ol' Amos opened his mouth and called out Meng Lei's name, only to find that the current Meng Lei looked so foreign to him, so much so that he didn't really dare to acknowledge him.

"Ol' President!"

After some effort, Meng Lei barely managed a smile at Ol' Amos. However, in Ol' Amos' eyes, his smile simply looked so evil and strangely demonic.

Meng Lei's pupils were actually red in color! Just like Little Gold's eyes!

Ol' Amos was ultimately not just any old, average person after all. He quickly suppressed his shock and asked anxiously, "M-Meng Lei, what exactly is this all about?"

"I don't know how I should explain this, either!"

Meng Lei balled his fists slightly, taking in the surging, torrential tsunami-like power inside him. This power was infinitely stronger than when he had broken through to Ninth-Grade Warrior!

Every muscle fiber, every single bone, every single inch of his blood and flesh—all of them contained incredibly fearsome power!

It was as though... he had been reborn!

"Ol' President, you can just treat this as an alternative kind of... bloodline awakening," whispered Meng Lei softly.

"Bloodline awakening?"

A look of horror appeared on Ol' Amos' face. "Are you saying that there... There's really Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline hidden in your body?"

Meng Lei didn't answer. Instead, he took in the sensation of the surging, turbulent, and fearsome power inside his body in detail.

The next moment, he bent his legs slightly and leaped into the air.

Boom!

His legs were just like two ultra-powerful springs. Tremendous power instantly erupted, and Meng Lei's body rebounded into the air violently.

Whoosh!

Like a cannonball, Meng Lei instantly hurtled into the sky. In the twinkling of an eye, he had actually shot several hundred meters up into the sky.

"Oh my dragon god!"

Ol' Amos raised his head and stared at Meng Lei, who had already turned into a little black dot. His mouth formed an 'O' so big that one could stuff an egg in!

Isn't that a little too goddamn high?!

It wasn't over yet, however!

The next instant, Meng Lei plummeted back down from high up in the sky. He smashed his fist into the ground, and with a loud boom, a violent, raging energy wave erupted into the surroundings.

Gales wreaked havoc, causing dirt and earth to fly everywhere!

The lands shook, and the mountains broke apart!

A huge, 100-meters-wide pit was imprinted in the ground, and Meng Lei stood in the center of the pit like a meteor that had crashed into the earth.

"This, this..." Ol' Amos was flabbergasted. "That strength... He can probably match up to a pinnacle-level Ninth-Grade Magical Beast whose specialty is physical strength!"

A Magical Beast's strength was its own body, and one whose specialty was physical strength was even the Hercules among Magical Beasts.

Let alone pinnacle-level Ninth-Grade Magical Beasts whose specialty was physical strength? With their physical strength alone, they could already compete with humans that had just stepped into the Saint Domain realm!

It was practically inconceivable for a human's physical strength to be this potent.

"Although I don't know what a Golden Gods-Slaying Ant is," Meng Lei said as he stared at his own fists, terribly excited, "Its physical strength must be extremely domineering! After all, I've only just assimilated its bloodline, yet my physical strength is already this strong!

"In terms of pure physical strength, it has definitely surpassed a pure-blooded Fire Dragon!"

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Chapter 112: The Continent Sinks, The Deities Descend

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The night was quiet and soundless. There wasn't even the slightest sound of crickets chirping.

A campfire blazed quietly in the quiet bushes.

A pig trotter marinated with spices was suspended at the top of the campfire. Golden-yellow grease dripped into the fire, producing sizzles and giving off an alluring fragrance.

Meng Lei's eyes bore into the golden-yellow pig trotter, wishing he could scarf it down in one gulp. He was starving right now and had never been hungrier than this moment.

Meng Lei knew that this was an aftereffect of his transformation into an ant. Although the transformation had only lasted for a short few minutes, it had certainly exhausted all his strength.

"The ant transformation is truly too taxing on my stamina. Even with my Ninth-Grade Warrior-esque body, I actually only lasted five minutes!"

Meng Lei found this inconceivable.

A formidable Ninth-Grade Warrior! Yet it had only lasted five minutes!

Would anyone believe that?

"Also! Every time I assimilate a bloodline, my body will be strengthened. After I assimilated the first two bloodlines, my body improved by double to triple of what it originally was.

"And now, after assimilating the Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline, my body has actually improved by a whole tenfold. That's a whole tenfold!"

Meng Lei looked at his stats interface, still immersed in deep astoundment.

Host: Meng Lei

Race: Human (Contains Fire Dragon bloodline, Fire Demon bloodline, and Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline)

Wealth: 7,541,721,863 gold coins

Physical Body Constitution: Ninth-Grade Warrior (10,158,587/1,000,000,000)

Spirit: Ninth-Grade Magician (1,345,142/1,000,000,000)

Magic Power: Great Ninth-Grade Magician (1,129,328/1,000,000,000)

"Before assimilation, my Physical Body Constitution was 1 million points!

"After assimilation, it became 10 million points!

"That's a whole tenfold difference!"

Meng Lei was in disbelief, but he couldn't help but think of what his physical body constitution was like before and after he had assimilated the first two types of bloodlines.

Before he had assimilated the Fire Dragon bloodline, it was 800 points. After assimilation, it became 2,400 points—a threefold increase.

Before he had assimilated the Fire Demon bloodline, it was 7,000 points. After assimilation, it became 14,878 points—a twofold increase.

"The results are easy to see!

"If we don't compare the other aspects but look purely at just my body's strengthening and increments, the Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline far surpasses the Fire Dragon and Fire Demon bloodlines.

"Now, here's the problem—what kind of living thing is the Golden Gods-Slaying Ant, exactly? Why is it such a mutant?"

Meng Lei's gaze involuntarily landed on Little Gold. This bloodline must have dropped from Little Gold for sure.

Was Little Gold a Golden Gods-Slaying Ant? Or did it have Golden Gods-Slaying Ant blood in its body?

If that was really the case, then Little Gold's background would truly be fearsome. It definitely wouldn't be as simple as just the ant monarch of the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants.

Upon detecting Meng Lei's gaze, Little Gold was instinctively rather fearful. Meng Lei gave off an aura that made it restless and antsy.

"Don't be scared, Little Gold."

Meng Lei stroked Little Gold's head lightly and comforted it softly. Little Gold relaxed slightly and enjoyed his caresses docilely.

When Little Gold had more or less relaxed, Meng Lei voiced the question in his mind, "Little Gold, do you know of the Golden Gods-Slaying Ants?"

"The Golden Gods-Slaying Ants?"

Little Gold raised its head and looked at Meng Lei. Puzzlement flashed across its eyes, and it shook its little head. "I don't know of it!"

"You don't?"

Meng Lei was mildly taken aback.

"I don't!"

Little Gold was very sure.

"Why doesn't it know?"

Meng Lei's brows knitted together slightly.

"It's very normal for it not to know." Ol' Amos popped out with a decidedly complex look in his eyes. "The Golden Gods-Slaying Ants are creatures that are stuff of legends. They've long since become extinct, and there are very few people that know of them."

"Stuff of legends?" A huge jolt went through Meng Lei.

"Yes, stuff of legends. It's said that the whole world was still under the rule of the ancient Titans during those times. The Titans ruled over the skies and also controlled the lands.

"The ancient Titans! They were the one and only ruler of the Heaven's Vault Continent... Until a certain day!"

Ol' Amos' eyes flickered as he said, "Golden rain fell from the skies, and an ant disaster broke out. It was only then that the ancient Titans' rule finally came to an end!

"Later on, people realized that the golden rain that had fallen from the skies was, in fact, the eggs of a type of creature known as the Golden Gods-Slaying Ants.

"As the ant eggs hatched, baby ants were born, and a catastrophe broke out.

"Innumerable frenzied Golden Gods-Slaying Ant devoured everything that could be devoured—animals, humans, Magical Beasts, Fairies, Beast People... Including the ancient Titans, of course!

"The ancient Titans rose up in a counterattack. Unfortunately, the Golden Gods-Slaying Ants were simply too strong; not only were they indestructible, but they also possessed incredible physical strength.

"This directly led to innumerable Titans falling in battle. The ancient Titans also suffered devastating losses as a result, which ended their reign."

"What happened after that?" Meng Lei asked incessantly, "Since the golden ants were so terrifying, who were the ones that stopped them? And who was able to stop them?"

Ol' Amos gazed at the starry nightscape and uttered two words—"The deities!"

"The deities?"

Meng Lei was stunned.

"Yes, the deities!"

Ol' Amos' eyes flickered as he said, "The deities exist above the starry skies and overlook the whole world. They heard the ancient Titans' prayers and also saw the catastrophe taking place in Heaven's Vault Continent.

"And so, they descended upon the world!

"In the faraway ancient records, on the day that the deities descended, innumerable divine light beams cascaded from the sky. As though pillars of light that reached into the heavens and went deep into the ground, they lit up the entire sky. Even the sun hanging high up in the sky was dim and dull under the divine light's shine.

"After that, an earth-shaking holy war broke out.

"The heavens split, and the earth cracked, and hurricanes swept across the lands!

"The floods broke loose, and earthquakes erupted!

"Dead bodies were strewn all over the wilderness as the earth and mountains shook and swayed!

"Toward the end of the war, even Heaven's Vault Continent itself broke into pieces!"

Meng Lei sucked in a breath of chilly air.

"It's said that a very long time ago, Heaven's Vault Continent used to be much bigger than what it currently is. It was a whole five to six times the size of what it is now."

Ol' Amos went on with a sigh. "However, after that war, the continent broke and separated into many fragments. The current Heaven's Vault Continent is one of the bigger pieces of those fragments.

"The other fragments either wandered about in the endless ocean and turned into solitary, lost continents, or they were submerged by the ocean and forever buried at the bottom of the deep ocean."

"That great war was actually that terrifying?!"

Meng Lei was deeply astounded.

"The ones that partook in it were ultimately deities, after all." Ol' Amos shook his head repeatedly. "The deities' strength is something you can never ever imagine. In front of the deities, Saint Domains are like ants in comparison to Colossal Dragons, and candlelight in comparison to the sun. It's not something that can be clearly measured in numbers at all."

"Are there really deities in this world?"

Meng Lei raised his head to the sky and gazed into the distance at the dazzling, brilliant stars in the night sky. A deep sense of puzzlement welled up within him.

Do deities really exist?

"Of course they do!" Ol' Amos had no doubt about that. "Deities are higher beings that stand far above mere mortals. They are omniscient, omnipotent, immortal, and eternal. They possess a completely different lifestyle from mortals, and they truly exist at the other end of the starry sky!"

Taken aback, Meng Lei asked suspiciously, "Ol' President, have you seen one before?"

"Of course!" A look of reverence appeared in Ol' Amos' eyes that were brimming with extraordinary splendor. "Our Lord, the Dragon God, that we, the Dragon God Empire, worship and believe in is a true deity. I once had the fortune to see his true form."

"The Dragon God is actually real?"

Meng Lei was terribly shocked.

Calluses had already formed on his ears after hearing everyone going, "Oh my dragon god!" every day. He had initially thought that the so-called Dragon God was the same as the Venerable Master1, Buddha, and God on Earth, and was just an abstract, intangible religion.

Little did he expect that the Dragon God... truly existed!

That's true!

This is Heaven's Vault Continent where even stuff of legends like Colossal Dragons and Titans exist. Why can't the Dragon God be real, too?

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Chapter 113: Strengths And Weaknesses, The Ruler Descends

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Even stuff of legends like Colossal Dragons and Titans existed, so… Why couldn't deities exist, too?

When he thought of it that way, Meng Lei was able to reconcile himself with the idea. However, after that, another doubt surfaced in his mind—since deities existed, could humans become deities?

If they can, then am I able to become a deity?

"Humans can become deities, of course!" Ol' Amos gave Meng Lei a definite answer to his query. "Or rather, every lifeform in Heaven's Vault Continent has the chance to become a deity."

Ol' Amos looked up at the starry sky. As he gazed at the dazzling Milky Way shining so brilliantly, he gave a carefree sigh and said, "It's said that many of the high and mighty deities were once lower lifeforms that became deities through cultivation."

So, it's possible!

Meng Lei became excited at once. "How do I become one?"

Ol' Amos twisted his beard and replied with a smile, "According to old ancient records, there are many ways one can become a deity, but for the vast majority of lifeforms, there's only one route to becoming a deity, and that is—the laws of nature.

"Deities are also known as the controllers of the laws of nature. In other words, as long as you can control the laws of nature, you are a deity."

"Control the laws of nature?" Meng Lei murmured softly.

"The laws of nature are the truth and essence of everything in the universe and are also the rules and laws that everything in the world must follow. Nothing can break away from the laws of nature during their operation. The laws are supreme and contain inconceivable might!"

Ol' Amos couldn't help but let out a laugh. He said, "It's exactly because the deities can control the laws of nature that they are omnipotent and eternal."

Meng Lei asked, "In that case, how does one control the laws of nature, Ol' President?"

"You're already thinking about controlling the laws of nature when you haven't even figured out the universe's momentum? You're biting off more than you can chew." Ol' Amos chided him in amusement.

His response dumbfounded Meng Lei.

"The universe's momentum is the outward appearance of the laws of nature. If you want to comprehend the laws of nature, then you must be able to control the universe's momentum first." Ol' Amos' smile disappeared as he said, "It's only when you can part the fog surrounding the universe's momentum that you can access laws on a deeper level."

Meng Lei looked thoughtful at his words.

"To put it simply, one controls the universe's momentum at ninth-grade," said Ol' Amos in conclusion. "While they can only begin to study the laws of nature after they reach Saint Domain level. No matter what, grasping the universe's momentum will always be a prerequisite."

"I understand now." Meng Lei nodded slowly, already starting to come up with plans in his mind.

By spending gold coins in the system, he could also break through the ninth-grade limits to become a Saint Domain.

In other words, it was possible for him to attain Saint Domain level without needing to control the universe's momentum.

By right, this should have been something positive. However, Meng Lei suddenly realized that even if he did become a Saint Domain, it was very likely that he'd just end up becoming a pseudo-Saint Domain that had the corresponding body sturdiness, spiritual power, and magic power reserves, but not the actual spiritual realm.

It was just like when he had clearly possessed a body comparable to a Ninth-Grade Warrior previously but didn't have the corresponding Battle Aura cultivation level.

He could only be considered… A pseudo-Ninth-Grade Warrior.

Going by the same vein, it was highly likely that he would really turn into a pseudo-Saint Domain.

In that case, won't I have the living daylights beaten out of me if I were to run into a real Saint Domain? After all that's said and done, I still have to comprehend the universe's momentum, isn't it? Damn, that's annoying.

Meng Lei was rather troubled over this. Although spending gold coins in the system could improve his body, spiritual power, and magic power reserves, it couldn't boost his comprehension of the universe's momentum and laws of nature.

This means that I'll have to comprehend the universe's momentum and nature's laws step by step properly like other people in the future? How miserable… What's the use of this lousy system, then?!

Meng Lei cursed silently. Then, he asked, "Ol' President, what must I do in order to control the universe's momentum?"

"You'll have to slowly figure that out on your own." Ol' Amos shook his head. "The universe's momentum is invisible and non-tactile. If you comprehend it, you comprehend it. If you can't, then there's no other way. Nobody can help you with that!"

Meng Lei's brows drew together tightly.

Is it that deep and profound?

"However…" Ol' Amos twisted his beard with a smile. "You've become a Great Ninth-Grade Magician at such a young age—this is your biggest strength."

"Uh… Is that even considered a strength?" Meng Lei frowned slightly.

"Duh, of course!"

Ol' Amos snorted and explained, "Life is short, and one's lifespan is limited. Even a Great Ninth-Grade Magician only has a short lifespan of 100 years or so. It's so fleeting that it's practically ridiculous.

"For a lot of people, by the time they've cultivated till the ninth-grade realm, their hair has already turned white from old age. How much time do they have left to comprehend the universe's momentum?"

Meng Lei nodded. He made a lot of sense there.

"Because you don't need to worry about dying from old age so soon, you have ample time to comprehend the universe's momentum. You're not just a mere step ahead of others." Ol' Amos stroked his beard as he gazed at Meng Lei. "However, your biggest weakness is that your magic talent is too good, and you actually have four types of elemental affinities—thunder, fire, earth, and wood—at the same time."

"Is that a weakness?" Meng Lei was dumbfounded.

"Of course!" Ol' Amos' countenance was stern as he explained, "Having four types of magic talent means that you'll need to spend four times, perhaps even longer, the amount of time others need in order to comprehend the universe's momentum. That's a huge rise in the difficulty level."

Meng Lei's brows drew together.

"Therefore, I'd suggest that you give up three of them and choose only one type to comprehend." Ol' Amos said with a smile, "You have excellent talent. If you cultivate only one element, I have confidence that you can start to see the laws of nature's vague outlines and successfully break through to Saint Domain."

Choosing only one element from among thunder, fire, earth, and wood?

Meng Lei fell silent.

Frankly speaking, he didn't want to give up any of them. These were elemental affinities that he had only picked up after so much trouble. What a waste it would be to discard them…

"Let me think about this," Meng Lei replied with a shake of his head.

"Think about it properly, brat."

Ol' Amos didn't press him further but smiled and twisted his beard instead.

He understood very well how Meng Lei felt. Nobody that had four types of elemental affinities at the same time like him would want to give up any of them.

However, at times like this, one must learn how to make a choice.

Otherwise, there was a high chance that they would end up inhibiting both sides and end up wasting a great amount of time. To Great Ninth-Grade Magicians with such short lifespans, this was unacceptable.

"Alright, I understand."

Meng Lei nodded lightly and changed the depressing subject. He asked, "Ol' President, what happened after the deities descended? Did they kill off all the Golden Gods-Slaying Ants?"

"Yes!"

Ol' Amos nodded lightly. "The Golden Gods-Slaying Ants may be strong—among which, some of them could even contend with the deities—but they ultimately weren't a match for the deities' joint siege on them.

"In the end, the Golden Gods-Slaying Ants were completely annihilated by the deities. In fact, to prevent the Golden Gods-Slaying Ants from making a comeback, the deities even wiped out every single offspring that had inherited the Golden Gods-Slaying Ants' bloodline."

At this point, the way Ol' Amos looked at Meng Lei turned complex at once. "Unfortunately, there were still some that had slipped through the cracks, and you… are evidently one of them."

"There must be a lot of them that got away. Who knows just how many there are concretely?"

Meng Lei touched his nose, wishing he could say that the one that had truly slipped through the cracks was actually Little Gold and not him.

I'm just an idle onlooker that accidentally picked up the Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline.

"Brat, you must keep this in mind." Ol' Amos suddenly became very stern, unprecedentedly so. "No matter when, you must never let anyone know that you have the Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline in you. Otherwise, a great disaster will befall upon you."

"I understand, Ol' President."

Mildly alarmed, Meng Lei nodded to indicate that he'd understood. His life was at stake here; he had to be cautious about it.

Ol' Amos nodded lightly. "I'm glad you understand."

At that moment, the ground suddenly began to shake. As if thousands upon thousands of horses were running across the ground, it emitted deep, dull, and varied explosions.

"Has the ant tide come?"

Meng Lei raised his head and looked around him.

"No, it's not the ant tide!" Ol' Amos shook his head. "The commotion is too great; it must be some kind of creature that's even bigger. You must be careful and stay vigilant."

True enough, Ol' Amos was right.

The shaking in the ground intensified further and further. As trees broke and splintered, repulsive, savage-looking Underground Cave Magical Spiders with eight legs each and over a dozen meters long showed up one by one.

Their numbers were astonishing, and one couldn't see till the end of them. They surrounded Meng Lei on all sides and thoroughly sealed off all his escape routes.

"Underground Cave Magical Spiders!"

The corners of Meng Lei's lips quirked upward. "Are they here to send themselves to death's door?"

Screech!

A sharp, ear-piercing cry suddenly rang out, and the Underground Cave Magical Spiders parted to make way.

Thud, thud, thud!

Amid deep, dull, and inseparably close thuds, a blood-red monster and taller than a 20-story building slowly walked in.

"Pinnacle-level Ninth-Grade Magical Beast, the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor!"

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Chapter 114: Wealth Reset, Killing A Saint Domain Magical Beast

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The massive, fully blood-red creature stood erect on the ground like a peerless ferocious beast from the depths of hell. It gave off a violent, malevolent aura that could make one's hair stand on end and shiver in fear.

"The Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor!"

Ol' Amos' pupils contracted in shock, and he shouted, "Brat, that's the pinnacle-level Ninth-Grade Magical Beast, the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor! It's very hard to deal with, you must take absolute care."

"Understood!"

Even without Ol' Amos' reminder, Meng Lei could already feel the fiendish, savage aura emanating from the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor.

Judging from its aura alone, it was even more fearsome than the Titanic Dragon-Ape he had encountered in the past. How would Meng Lei possibly dare to be negligent and careless?

Thud, thud, thud!

The Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's legs were like eight tall, towering trees covered in scarlet red steel needle-like spikes several meters long. Under the light from the campfire, they gleamed with a chilly, blood-red glint.

Its eight eyes glanced coldly at Little Gold before shifting toward Meng Lei. Its eyes gave off an icy glint, and then, it actually spoke.

"Human! Get lost! Otherwise! Die!"

"What the heck? It can actually speak?"

Meng Lei was astonished. Didn't they say that only Saint Domain Magical Beasts could speak the human language? How come that Ninth-Grade Magical Beast in front of him could also speak?

"Evidently, that Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor has already broken through! It's no Ninth-Grade Magical Beast anymore but a Saint Domain Magical Beast!"

Ol' Amos sounded terribly anxious. "Although it has only just broken through, so its aura isn't that steady, a Saint Domain is ultimately still a Saint Domain. Given your current abilities, it's very difficult for you to beat it in a battle. You'd better get ready to run. It's just that it's a shame about the little ant monarch. You'll probably have to abandon it…"

"Broken through?"

Alarm welled up in Meng Lei's heart, and the muscles all over his body tensed up. He was fearless against a Ninth-Grade Magical Beast, but it wasn't the same in the case of a Saint Domain Magical Beast.

Saint Domain and ninth-grade were as different as day and night. There was no comparison between the two at all.

"But… It seems like a Saint Domain Magical Beast is worth a lot of money?"

Meng Lei's eyes flickered as a crazy idea suddenly formed in his mind. If he killed the Saint Domain Magical Beast in front of him now…

As for Little Gold, in the instant the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor had appeared, it became so frightened that it quivered and shook like a leaf. It hid behind Meng Lei with everything it got, extremely terrified.

"Human, get lost!"

Upon Meng Lei's silence, the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor lost its patience. It roared into the sky, the roiling soundwaves erupting in Meng Lei's ears and almost rupturing his eardrums.

"Get lost? Hehe, what if I refuse?"

Meng Lei slowly got up. He grabbed the roasted pig trotter on top of the campfire and viciously tore off a piece of meat with a bite. A hint of insanity flashed across his eyes as they bore into the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor.

It has just broken through?

Unsteady aura?

Then… Why not slay it?

"Kid, what do you intend to do?" An alarmed Ol' Amos hastily shouted, "Don't do anything stupid! You're not the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's match. You'll throw your life away if you stubbornly fight it!"

"We'll only know if I can match up to it after a fight!"

As Meng Lei took big bites out of the roasted pig trotter, he asked, "Ol' President, how much do you think that Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor can sell for?"

"What do you intend to do? You're out of your mind!" Ol' Amos was infuriated. "A Saint Domain Magical Beast's strength is not something you can even begin to imagine. Listen to me, hurry, and run. With your abilities, you're totally capable of escaping."

However, Meng Lei shook his head and replied, "Ol' President, you just need to tell me how much that Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor is worth."

"You… You stubborn mule!"

A fuming mad Ol' Amos said, "A Saint Domain Magical Beast is a priceless treasure. You can't buy one even if you have the money. Even if it does turn up once in a blue moon, it's also worth an astronomical sum of several billion gold coins.

"Although that Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor has only just broken through, a Saint Domain Magical Beast is ultimately still a Saint Domain Magical Beast, so it can sell for a hefty 5 billion gold coins at the very least."

5 billion? That means I can still earn at least a difference of 2.5 billion?

Meng Lei licked his lips, the look of insanity in his eyes intensifying. He burst into laughter and said, "You evil creature, your insignificant little life is mine!"

"System! Redeem all my Wealth and add them all to my Physical Body Constitution!"

"Ding!"

Meng Lei's Wealth value was instantly reset to zero. All 7,541,721,863 gold coins evaporated into thin air!

At the same time, as many as 754,172,186 Attribute Points were abruptly added to Meng Lei's Physical Body Constitution, and a surging and warm turbulent current began to strengthen his body like a tidal wave.

Boom!

A terrifying aura reaching into the heavens and deep into the ground surged out of Meng Lei. Strong tremors went through everything in the surroundings wherever the hurricane passed through!

Trees broke into pieces, and dirt flew everywhere!

The campfire was blown away, and the whole place was in a total mess!

"What?!"

Upon sensing the terrifying aura that suddenly erupted from Meng Lei, Ol' Amos' eyes were widened so big and round that they almost fell out of their sockets!

"H-how can that be?!"

Ol' Amos practically couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Huh?"

The Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor was mildly surprised, too. However, it was also limited to just a bit of surprise. Although Meng Lei's aura had strengthened tremendously, it was still within the Ninth-Grade tier.

A tiny little Ninth-Grade was but just a lowly ant. The Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor didn't take Meng Lei seriously at all. It had absolute confidence in its own abilities.

"Ol' President, I won't abandon Little Gold, nor will I run away!"

Meng Lei licked his lips, a look of bloodthirstiness and insanity bursting forth from his eyes. "Open your eyes wide and watch well as I slaughter that beast!"

Meng Lei had only just spoken when he shot out in a split second.

In this instant, his speed spiked to its limit. His Physical Body Constitution, which reached as high as 764,330,773 points, made him feel as though his body was brimming with explosive energy, from head to toe.

His speed, strength, and agility—all of them had undergone a tremendous change.

"Die, damned beast!"

In a split second, Meng Lei's fist, which carried a fearsome power capable of destroying the heavens and earth, had already gone smashing toward the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's abdomen.

"A tiny little ant that thinks too highly of himself!"

The Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor let out a snort. The blood-red spikes on its eight legs left the legs and shot abruptly toward Meng Lei like a dense, concentrated rain of swords.

They moved lightning-quick!

There were so many that they were densely packed like rain and sealed off the whole place.

The Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor wanted to stab so many holes into Meng Lei that he'd turn into a sieve.

"Good job coming here!"

Meng Lei let out a loud laugh. Dazzling golden light shot out of him, turning him instantly into a golden sun, and he went through a transformation again.

Dazzling golden armor, savage golden barbed spikes, and a brilliant golden body appeared as he transformed into a Golden Gods-Slaying Ant.

Boom!

In that instant, Meng Lei's aura erupted once more, and his speed spiked dramatically again. Then, he strangely vanished into thin air.

Stab, stab, stab!

The dense rain of steel needles missed their target and stabbed into the ground, whereas Meng Lei suddenly appeared underneath the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's abdomen instead. Then, he smashed his fist ruthlessly into its abdomen.

Boom!

Incredibly wild and violent energy erupted with a deafening boom. Like a drum, the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's belly actually let out a huge brass bell-like boom and produced wave after wave of ripples.

However, the unfortunate thing was that Meng Lei's fist didn't actually manage to punch through it.

"What?!"

Meng Lei's expression changed at once.

After he had spent the gold coins in the system, his Physical Body Constitution points had gone as high as 7.6 hundred million.

In addition, after his ant transformation, his Physical Body Constitution had multiplied by several times again. He had long since broken through the 1 billion mark to reach another level altogether.

This meant that his body was comparable to a Saint Domain's after his ant transformation. Since that was so, why wasn't he able to punch through the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's abdomen?

"Kid, you're oversimplifying things!" Ol' Amos shook his head with a sigh. "The moment a Magical Beast steps into the Saint Domain, they become as strong as a mid-level human Saint Domain, perhaps even a high-level one. How is it something that you can kill?"

Splurt!

However, he had only just spoken when he heard a crisp pop. Ol' Amos looked over in surprise, only to see a black spear piercing through the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's head.

"Hehe! It's a good thing that I took precautions, then!"

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Chapter 115: I've Grown Too Full of Myself, But I Didn't Slip Up That Badly

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To be very, very honest, Meng Lei felt that he'd grown a bit too full of himself recently—and the kind of growing into a huge balloon, no less.

His training in the Magical Beast Forest, the sudden eruption of the ant tide, the series of gold coin expenditure in the system, and his chance encounters had allowed his battle capabilities to skyrocket madly, which had, in turn, allowed him to advance quite a few grades in succession.

To recap, before he had come to the Magical Beast Forest, he had only been a Seventh-Grade Warrior and a Sixth-Grade Magician. Yet, in just a short month or so, he had already become a Ninth-Grade Warrior and a Ninth-Grade Magician!

If he were to use his trump cards, he could narrowly compare to a Saint Domain.

The speed of improvements in his battle capabilities was astounding.

However, this also made Meng Lei's ego go through unprecedented inflation. As a result, when facing the Saint Domain Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor, what had occurred to Meng Lei first and foremost hadn't been to escape but to kill the other party instead.

A Saint Domain Magical Beast! That was a Saint Domain Magical Beast!

If he could kill it, just how much would he earn?

And so, Meng Lei had staked all his assets on the gamble and made a frenzied attack. However, what he didn't expect was that his best shot at full power hadn't dealt even the slightest bit of damage to the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor at all.

How infuriating was that?

He had put in so much effort, yet it was still completely fine and dandy?

"It's a good thing that I'd used the Gods-Slaying Spear when I attacked earlier. Otherwise, I would have been in grave danger."

Meng Lei dodged a few times consecutively and put a safe distance between himself and the Magical Beasts. He couldn't help but be relieved at his decision earlier.

As the saying went, "Always have a backup plan"!

No matter when, one must always leave a way out for themselves. Their forefathers didn't lie, indeed.

"That kid is actually so devious?"

Ol' Amos was dumbfounded. He had thought that Meng Lei was doomed for sure; after all, what he was up against was a Saint Domain Magical Beast.

How was charging forward like that so recklessly any different from seeking death on his own?

Little did he expect that Meng Lei would actually be that sly. At the same time as he had attacked, he hadn't forgotten to use the Gods-Slaying Spear to ambush the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor from the back.

An attack from the open and another attack from the shadows.

The double whammy had successfully scammed a good one out of the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor. That was simply too insidious.

Screeeeechhh!

The Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor actually didn't die even after its head was pierced by the Gods-Slaying Spear. Tremendous pain assailed its senses, and it roared again and again, its eyes full of violent brutality and bloodthirstiness.

Boom!

Its blade-like foreleg lifted into the air and cleaved ruthlessly toward Meng Lei, moving fast and viciously. Should the hit land, even a Colossal Dragon would be cleaved into two.

"Hehe, you can't hit me!"

Meng Lei zoomed backward and retreated. Then, with a snap of his fingers, a 100-meters-wide fireball suddenly appeared above the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor.

"Flame Inferno… Drop!"

Boom!

Flame Inferno fell from the sky and crashed against the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's head with pinpoint accuracy, covering its eyes.

"Here's my chance!"

Meng Lei wielded the Gods-Slaying Spear and stabbed it straight into the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's eyes. With a spurt, the Gods-Slaying Spear went all the way in.

Screech!

The Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor let out a shrill cry. It looked as if the intense pain would cause it to go berserk any moment.

Meng Lei was unaffected, however. He appeared at its abdomen again and shouted, "Where are you, Gods-Slaying Spear?!"

Whoosh!

The Gods-Slaying Spear transformed into a stream of light and returned to Meng Lei's hand. With the spear in his grip, Meng Lei stabbed it forcefully into the Magical Beast, and then, he dragged it across with great force.

Rip!

Amid spine-chilling sounds of something being ripped, a deep fissure was slashed through the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's abdomen.

Splurt!

Foul-smelling scarlet-red blood sprayed about like a waterfall. Meng Lei sneered, and a ten-meter-long thunder arrow instantly appeared.

It was the Eighth-Grade Spell, Thunderbolt Light Arrow!

"Go!"

Meng Lei casually hurled it forward. The Thunderbolt Light Arrow cut through the air and stabbed accurately into the fissure.

"Your skin may be incredibly tough, but I don't believe that your guts are just as tough!"

Meng Lei's form retreated in an explosive burst of speed. Just as he dodged, the Thunderbolt Light Arrow that had shot into the fissure exploded with a loud boom. As the deafening explosion rang out, the light from lightning spilled everywhere freely, and blood sprayed about. A huge pit was blasted out of the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's abdomen.

Splash!

Together with blood and bits of flesh, brightly-colored innards and internal organs came smashing down onto the ground, emitting dull bams as they did so. A shocking stench rushed toward Meng Lei, and he almost threw up his meal from the night before.

"What the heck?" Meng Lei quickly held his hand over his nose and mouth and retreated swiftly. "Has that thing been eating sh*t or what? It stinks!"

The consecutive attacks had obviously heavily injured the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor. Its eight legs scrabbled at its internal organs, trying to stuff the foul-smelling organs back into its abdomen.

However, with such a huge hole there, how was it supposed to stuff them back?

Even after half a day of efforts spent in vain, it didn't manage to stuff the internal organs back inside. On the contrary, its stamina even depleted at a faster rate. Its body became weaker and weaker, while its roars turned softer and softer.

At last, the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air intermittently. Its eyes also began to dull and glaze over, looking as though it was on the brink of death.

"Haha, I've succeeded!"

Meng Lei appeared on top of a large tree and watched the dozens of meters tall massive creature that was slumped on the ground, his blood boiling in excitement and agitation.

He had actually killed the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor, a Saint Domain Magical Beast!

"I… can kill even a Saint Domain now?" Meng Lei murmured to himself, feeling as though he was in a dream.

"Brat, you've actually managed to kill the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor!" Ol' Amos exclaimed as he emerged.

He examined the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor that was barely breathing anymore as he twisted his beard, also finding himself in disbelief. He remarked, "Even though you did use a divine weapon like the Gods-Slaying Spear, I am still truly impressed that you managed to kill it."

"Haha, it was just luck. Luck!"

Meng Lei let out a couple of loud laughs. Then, the Gods-Slaying Spear flew out of nowhere and stabbed wildly at the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's head. Although that thing was already at death's door, who knew how long it would take before it would really breathe its last?

Meng Lei felt awfully insecure looking at his starkly empty Wealth, so he desperately needed gold coins. Many, many gold coins!

Stab, stab, stab!

A series of mad stabbings later, the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's head turned into a sieve, riddled with innumerable holes. It was only then that the powerful Saint Domain Magical Beast died with great grievance amid feelings of indignation and humiliation.

It really was filled with great indignation.

It, a high and mighty Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor, had immediately annihilated its eternal foe, the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants when it had only just broken through to the Saint Domain realm. It had been in high and vigorous spirits, ready to achieve great things!

Who would have expected that things would go downhill at its peak?

It had only just ascended to the peak of its spider life and hadn't even begun to enjoy its life, yet this had to happen. Not only did it not manage to wipe out the remnants of the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants, but it had even lost its life.

It really fulfilled the meaning behind the saying, "Life is unpredictable; who knows which would come first—tomorrow, or an accident?"

"Ding! 1 Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor killed. 5.2 billion gold coins gained!"

A system notification appropriately rang out at this point. The cold, emotionless voice sounded just like music to Meng Lei's ears, making him feel as if he was intoxicated.

Hehe! Although it was dangerous, my gamble paid off! Adding the extra 5 billion from the magic core to these 5.2 billion gold coins, that makes it 10 billion gold coins!

And that stinky carcass! I've struck it big, struck it big…

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Chapter 116: Taking Inventory of His Rewards, The Underground World

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With the end of the battle, peace and quiet were restored in the forest.

A campfire continued to blaze. On the ground, a short distance away quietly laid a massive object as tall as a building more than a dozen floors tall—the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's carcass.

Meng Lei admired its carcass as he munched away on a fragrant pig trotter, carefree and happy.

Although he had taken a risk in killing the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor, it had brought him handsome rewards and benefits.

The first was the 10 billion gold coins (inclusive of the magic core). Not only had he gotten back his 7.5 billion gold coins, but he had even earned an additional 2.5 billion.

This transaction… was totally worth it.

Next was the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's carcass.

Every part of a Saint Domain Magical Beast was a piece of invaluable treasure. The Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor could probably fetch a few billion gold coins at the very least.

That was another sum of profits.

The last was his Physical Body Constitution points that reached as high as 7.6 hundred million. This implied that as long as Meng Lei was willing to, he could spend 2.4 billion gold coins to break through the 1 billion points limit and step into the Saint Domain realm anytime.

A Saint Domain-level body at 16 years old—that was something rarely seen even in the long course of history!

"Hahaha!"

Immersed in his thoughts, Meng Lei couldn't help bursting into loud laughter as he ate and drank. His free and unrestrained laughter echoed in the quiet forest like an owl's cries, making one awfully creeped out.

"Hmph! What are you acting so triumphant for?"

Ol' Amos sat cross-legged on top of a large tree. Terribly cross, he couldn't resist letting out a snort secretly upon hearing Meng Lei's laughter.

A while ago, he had asked Meng Lei how he had suddenly become so strong for no apparent reason. However, the response he had gotten was the three words, "It's a secret!", which terribly vexed the old man.

He had held nothing back and was very serious in teaching Meng Lei, but look at how the little bastard was keeping so many secrets from him in the end.

Thus, Ol' Amos was very displeased.

"Since you're keeping me in suspense, then fine." Ol' Amos gnashed his teeth secretly, "If I answer any of your questions again in the future, I'll acknowledge you as my ancestor!"

Meng Lei didn't know what Ol' Amos was thinking, and he continued to eat, drink, and laugh. Upon sensing Ol' Amos' unusual expression, he couldn't help but ask with a grin, "Ol' President, can this Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor still fit in your spatial magic device?"

"Hmph!" Ol' Amos snorted. "My spatial magic device has long since been full. Don't you have any idea whether or not there's any space left?"

"Uh…"

Meng Lei frowned slightly. He was in a pickle now—that was a carcass worth a few billion gold coins. There was no way he could possibly discard it, of course.

But where could he store it? Maybe he should get a few more spatial rings?

But that was an Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor that was as tall as a building over a dozen floors high. How many spatial rings would he need in order to fully store all of it?

"Hmm?"

Meng Lei's gaze unwittingly landed on Little Gold. Wasn't Little Gold's stomach very big? Could it be used as a spatial ring?

Meng Lei popped the question the moment the thought occurred to him.

"Yes, it can. My stomach is very big."

Little Gold nodded its little head to express that it was possible. After the events just now, it had become on even closer terms with Meng Lei now.

"That's wonderful! Haha, Little Gold, you're so awesome!"

Meng Lei was thrilled. "Little Gold, hurry and keep the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's carcass. Let's go and do something big, hehe. Something big that'll definitely make you very happy!"

"Yes, yes!"

Little Gold had no objections, of course. It climbed over to the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor, opened its mouth, and sucked in a deep breath. For a while there, something that left Meng Lei and Ol' Amos dumbstruck took place:

The space around the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor carcass actually began to warp and distort. As if ripples spreading out on the water surface of a lake, ripples started to wrap around the carcass one by one!

The Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor carcass flew swiftly toward Little Gold, its size shrinking as it did. By the time it reached Little Gold, it had turned as tiny as a rice grain.

Then, Little Gold swallowed it into its belly in one gulp.

"This…" A huge jolt went through Meng Lei, and he asked in disbelief, "Ol' President, is that space magic?"

"No! Space magic has long since been lost to the world!" Ol' Amos shook his head. "That is just a simple space skill. Even so, it's already very astonishing. The Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline is very extraordinary, indeed!"

The Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline?

A thought occurred to Meng Lei.

Didn't I just assimilate the Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline? Do I have a spatial ability like that?

Meng Lei hastily checked his own body the moment the notion occurred to him.

He directed spiritual power rapidly to his stomach. However, even after staring at it for half a day, there wasn't even a speck of dust there.

His stomach was still the same size as ever. It was close to becoming unable to fit even the roasted pig trotter he had just eaten, much less the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor's carcass.

Meng Lei's lip corner spasmed for a moment there. All that joy had been for nothing.

"I've stored all of it!"

Little Gold let out a burp and crawled over joyfully.

"You're so awesome, Little Gold!"

Meng Lei readjusted his frame of mind. Then, he fondled Little Gold's head and asked smilingly, "Do you want to go home Little Gold?"

"Go home?"

Little Gold was taken aback by his question. Then, a look of dejection came over its face, and it replied, "Of course I want to, but I can't. The Underground Cave Magical Spiders have taken over the ant nest, and even the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest has…"

"It's fine as long as you wish to go back." Meng Lei reached out and carried it in his arms. "You should know the way back home, right? How about we go to your home now?"

Little Gold's eyes lit up at once, hope and anticipation filling them. "Really?"

"Of course!" A smiling Meng Lei replied, "The Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor is already dead. Its remaining henchmen are just useless nobodies. They can't stop us."

"Yes, yes!" Little Gold was terribly worked up. Tears of joy trickled from its eyes.

"Haha, let's go," Meng Lei replied with a laugh.

Then, with Little Gold in his arms, he charged into the dense and dark forest.

Be it to humans or to Magical Beasts, the current Magical Beast Forest was an absolute forbidden zone. The ant tide wandering about everywhere ripped every lifeform it encountered into shreds.

Meng Lei, however, advanced unopposed and moved about unrestrained. Under Little Gold's guidance, he found an entrance in no time and entered the underground world.

The so-called entrance was actually a cavern leading to the underground. Deep, quiet, and dark, it was as tall as a few people and dead silent.

Meng Lei found it especially novel. He looked around everywhere while Little Gold introduced the underground world to him.

"The underground world is shrouded in mystery and is even more complex than the world aboveground. There are numerous layers of space sandwiched in between one another, and many underground lifeforms live in these spatial layers.

"These spatial layers pass through innumerable caverns and are linked to countless tunnels. It is just like an underground maze. It's very easy for one to lose their way if they don't have any underground lifeform leading them.

"Once they are lost, they'll be trapped underground. When that happens, they'll be doomed for sure."

"Lost?" Meng Lei was startled.

"Yes, lost!"

Little Gold nodded. "Take us, the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants, for example. With our headquarters, the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest, as the center, the whole area within a radius of several dozen million square kilometers, belongs to us, the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants!

"And distributed within this area are a total of several billion underground caves, burrows, passages, and tunnels of various sizes. Just like tree branches, they are scattered about in every corner of our turf.

"Dense, packed, and countless.

"The entire ant nest can be said to be a gigantic maze. Without any guidance, outsiders can forget about finding the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest. It is also the home that we, the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants, depend on for survival and our habitat that we rely on for self-protection."

Little Gold's head was raised, its eyes brimming with pride. However, it hung its head again very soon. "It's just a shame that the Underground Cave Magical Spiders are an exception. They have been enemies with us, the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants, for generations and have a very thorough understanding of the ant nest's distribution. That was why…"

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Chapter 117: Bloodthirsty Golden Nest, The Ant Tide Concludes

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The Underground Cave Magical Spiders and the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants had been at war for tens of thousands of years. Ultimately, it was the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants that had lost in the end, and it had been a terrible defeat at that.

If not for Meng Lei, even Little Gold, the current ant monarch, would have been wiped out by the Underground Cave Magical Spiders. This could be said to be an utter defeat for them.

With regard to this, Little Gold was filled with dejection.

"Little Gold, you're still young. This isn't your fault." Meng Lei patted Little Gold on the head. "Besides, the final outcome is that you're still alive, while the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor is dead. That's the most important thing, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes!" Little Gold repeatedly nodded, its grief turning into joy.

Yes, I'm still alive! It's only when I'm alive that there'll still be hope.

They went down the meandering path.

Sometimes it was spacious, and sometimes it was narrow.

Sometimes it was filled with jagged, strangely-shaped rocks, and sometimes it was surrounded by cliff and precipitous rock walls.

Sometimes there were undercurrents and corridors, and sometimes there were bottomless pits that stretched all the way down.

The terrain was very irregular, and it was dark and lightless. If not for Little Gold guiding him, Meng Lei really wouldn't have the guts to continue forward.

One would lose their way going about in a place like this the moment they got a little careless, and once they lost their way, only death awaited them. There was no way they would survive at all.

"Ol' President, have you ever been to the underground?"

"No…"

They chatted idly as they walked.

At last, an especially spacious underground cavern finally appeared ahead of them. Little Gold introduced the place and said, "This is one of the spatial layers."

"One of the spatial layers?" Meng Lei turned to look.

The spatial layer was very big, and one couldn't see to the end of it at one glance. It was also 1,000 feet tall and appeared exceedingly wide and spacious.

The amazing thing was that there were patches of glowing plants growing on the ground, walls, and ceilings, making it look as if it was a forest, and they lit up the spatial layer very brightly.

"It's gorgeous!"

Meng Lei was astounded by the sight. The glowing forest in front of him was as if twinkling, brilliant jewels. They gave off a dreamy glow and looked splendid and magnificent.

"Even the scenery in Pandora's night forest in the movie Avatar is nothing more than this," Meng Lei murmured to himself.

"Who would have thought that a beautiful place like this would actually exist in such a dark and quiet underground? The Creator is amazing, indeed!"

Ol' Amos was also pretty astounded. He stroked his beard as he gazed at the glowing forest, his speech full of admiration.

Rustle, rustle!

Just as the two of them were immersed in their feelings of astoundment at the beautiful scenery in front of them, dozens of grayish-white Underground Cave Magical Spiders suddenly emerged. They trampled freely on the glowing forest, plowing several deep ditches in the forest.

What a blot on the landscape!

"Underground Cave Magical Spiders," shouted Little Gold, its eyes full of hatred and fury.

This particular spatial layer had originally belonged to them, the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants and Underground Cave Magical Spiders were forbidden from entry. Yet these vile invaders were actually walking about in here unbridled now. It was simply too infuriating!

"Underground Cave Magical Spiders?"

Meng Lei's objective in coming underground was exactly to annihilate the Underground Cave Magical Spiders. Upon the sight of them now, how would he possibly stand on ceremony?

"Go!"

The Gods-Slaying Spear hurtled out at once.

Stab, stab, stab!

The Gods-Slaying Spear formed an illusory arc in the air. Amid crisp, melodious sounds, before the dozens of Underground Cave Magical Spiders could even react, the Gods-Slaying Spear had already pierced through their heads. All of them fell to the ground, dead.

"A bunch of detestable killjoys."

Meng Lei kept the Gods-Slaying Spear away. His gaze swept across the Underground Cave Magical Spiders carcasses, too lazy to even bother with their magic cores. The hundred thousand or so gold coins were simply too beneath his taste.

"Let's continue forward."

After cutting through the spatial layer, they entered another dark, quiet tunnel and continued advancing. The beauty and wonder of the underground world revealed themselves bit by bit to Meng Lei and Ol' Amos' eyes.

All the spatial layers! All the expanses of glowing forests! They were gorgeous, magnificent, and glowed brilliantly!

As Meng Lei and Ol' Amos enjoyed the visual feast, they also finally arrived at an entirely different spatial layer—it was gold in color.

This was a golden dimension.

Golden lands!

Golden skies!

Golden walls!

Golden plants!

Everything was gold in color!

Dazzling golden light lit up the entire world, and scattered all over the wide and flat golden lands were several holes.

There were up to a million of these well-sized holes. They were distributed evenly on the ground in a dense, packed, and tidy manner. All the holes were identical in size and the spaces between each hole less than 10 meters wide each.

It looked like a hornet nest, yet also like a beehive.

Honey-like golden liquid filled the holes, and there were even white, round ant eggs soaking in some of them.

"That's…"

Meng Lei and Ol' Amos' eyes widened big and round.

"That's my clan's divine weapon—the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest!"

Little Gold was awfully excited. "All my subjects are born here, so they have a mysterious connection with the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest. A young ant monarch can command all its subjects through the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest."

"I see."

"That's so amazing!"

Meng Lei and Ol' Amos were greatly astounded. However, a look of grief surfaced in Little Gold's eyes as it gazed at the quiet Bloodthirsty Golden Nest.

"Before the Underground Cave Magical Spiders' invasion, the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest was very lively and bustling. The queen produced eggs every day, and the worker ants went in and out of the nest. But now…"

There was only dead silence.

There was no ant queen here, and the worker ants were nowhere in sight.

The Bloodthirsty Golden Nest was frighteningly quiet. Even the ant eggs soaking in the holes were still and motionless—clearly, they had already been dead for a long time.

The Bloodthirsty Golden Nest was in a bleak and desolate state.

"Cheer up, Little Gold. As long as you, the ant monarch, are still alive, reviving your past glory won't be a problem." Meng Lei said with a smile, "The most pressing issue now is to take control of the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest and summon back all the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants wandering outside now so that they won't continue to wreak havoc outside."

"Yes, yes! I understand!" Little Gold nodded.

Then, it flapped its little wings and dived into the center of the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest, a hole about two-meters-wide.

Before long, a mystical, desolate horn blast traveled out of the Bloodthirsty Golden Nest, sending out some kind of mysterious and unknown message.

"Ol' President, do you understand what the horn blast is saying?" asked Meng Lei as he looked at Ol' Amos.

Ol' Amos shook his head, indicating that he didn't, and replied, "It's probably the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants' unique way of communication."

What the two of them didn't know was that the bleak and desolate horn blast passed through the golden world and the thick rock layers to finally reach the Magical Beast Forest's surface.

Then, an amazing sight happened:

All the Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants, no matter which part of Magical Beast Forest they were in, no matter where they were, and no matter what they were doing—without any exceptions, all of them came to a stop!

They miraculously froze on the spot, as if all of them had their movements sealed. All of them turned still and motionless, their actions neat and uniform.

The ones pursuing Magical Beasts… came to a stop.

The ones attacking cities… came to a stop.

The ones wandering about… came to a stop.

"What's going?"

"Why has the ant tide stopped moving?"

Countless people and beasts under the ant tide's threat were utterly baffled. Then, under their even more bewildered gazes, the ant tide withdrew like the receding tide.

In the blink of an eye, all of them had cleanly withdrawn.

If anyone were to be looking down from the sky at this moment, they would see an unbelievable sight—countless ants surging from all directions and converging at the same place, the entrance to the underground world!

At last, all of them dived right into the entrance and returned to their world!

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Chapter 118: Returning To The Academy, Ten Superior-Grade Elemental Affinities

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With the rise of the morning sun, the rays of dawn shone upon the land.

In front of the solemn and stately academy gates, an endless stream of horses, carriages, and people flowed to and fro. Guards in golden armor swept their eyes over the students going in and out of the academy, their eyes cold and sharp as though hawks.

"Tell me honestly, Alex. How many cute, gentle, little maidservants did you defile this winter break again?"

"Get lost, get lost! Don't spoil my reputation!"

"Pooh! Who doesn't know that you, Alex, are a famous lustful fiend? After holding it back for half a year in the academy, wouldn't you let loose after you go home?"

"Bastard! Would it kill you to stop talking that much..."

As Meng Lei stood in front of the majestic and awe-inspiring gates and listened to the laughter and bantering around him, a brand-new sense of vigor and spirit shone in Meng Lei's eyes.

The Underground Cave Magical Spiders had been annihilated, and Little Gold had stayed behind in the underground world.

After spending a day settling the arrangements for the Magical Beast Village villagers, Meng Lei also left. A night's journey later, he was finally back at the academy.

He had undergone astonishing changes during this month or so away from the academy. It felt rather as though things had changed, but it was also a brand-new beginning.

Meng Lei had a lot of plans in mind, so he was looking very much forward to the future.

In comparison, the old geezer next to him was in a completely different mood—his body trembled, his eyes were red, and he was beside himself with agitation.

This was something understandable, though.

Ol' Amos had still been this academy's president and a high and mighty Saint Domain Great Magician when he had left back then. Yet upon his return 20,000 years later, he had become a wandering ghost instead.

How times had changed and how things had changed!

"Never would I have thought that I'd be back." After gazing at the academy for a long while, Ol' Amos sighed softly and said, "During those 20,000 years when I was trapped underground, I had wanted to come back and take a look even in my dreams. My wish has finally come true today."

"There's nothing much to see outside the gates, Ol' President. Let's go, I'll bring you around inside."

Meng Lei smilingly took his magic badge out of his spatial ring and pinned it on his chest. Then, he walked toward the academy gates.

The golden-armored guards' line of vision landed on Meng Lei. When they saw the magic badge on his chest, they provided no obstruction and allowed Meng Lei in.

"Ol' President, let's go and take a look at the Saint Dragon Square first."

"The Saint Dragon Square? What's that?"

"You'll see when you get there."

They passed through the cooling, quiet sycamore tree-lined little path. Then, dozens of different statues entered their sight.

Meng Lei pointed at the Saint Domain statues and said cheerfully, "This is the Saint Dragon Square, Ol' President."

"Why did they put so many statues in such a big area here? What a waste of space!"

Ol' Amos frowned lightly, a look of displeasure surfacing in his eyes. Nevertheless, he still walked over to the statue nearest to him and began to inspect it closely.

"Fred Flit, the 348th, and current academy president. A noble and powerful thunder-elemental Saint Domain Great Magician, his forte is thunder-elemental magic and thunder-elemental Dragon-Language Magic. He is the first person to successfully unravel the secret of the Titan Holy Thunder...

"...created a total of 1,058 thunder-elemental Dragon-Language Magic spells and normal spells, and made the most outstanding contribution to the research and development of thunder-elemental magic...

"Eh?"

Ol' Amos was mildly taken aback when he read the history of this Saint Domain statue. "The current academy president is pretty impressive. He has actually managed to unravel the secret behind the Titan Holy Thunder. Impressive, impressive!"

"The Titan Holy Thunder?"

Meng Lei was rather puzzled.

"The Titan Holy Thunder is the Titan Empire royal family', the Thunder Titans' exclusive thunder-elemental spell. Its might is several times, even up to dozens of times, that of ordinary thunder-elemental spells. Even thunder-elemental Dragon-Language Magic pales in comparison to it."

Ol' Amos explained, "I had participated in the empire's war with the Titan Empire back then, and had a taste of the Titan Holy Thunder's might. The memory is still fresh in my mind even now."

"Several times, even up to dozens of times..."

A huge jolt went through Meng Lei.

Ol' Amos said with a smile, "Brat, you have thunder-elemental magic talent. If you wish to learn thunder-elemental Dragon-Language Magic and Titan Holy Thunder, the current academy president is probably someone pretty good to learn from."

"I'll try my best."

Despite looking thoughtful, Meng Lei wasn't very confident about it.

The academy president had always been someone elusive and hard to track down. He was rarely in the academy; Meng Lei had only seen him once during the opening ceremony, and never again ever since.

Learn from him? Where was he supposed to even find him?

"Don't worry, there's Fire Dragon blood in you, so you can also be considered part of royalty. This little fellow named Fred Flit is evidently also a member of the royal family. I should think that he wouldn't reject your request to learn from him," Ol' Amos said with a smile as he twisted his beard.

"A member of the royal family?" An unusual gleam flashed across the depth of Meng Lei's eyes.

"Let's go and look at the other statues."

A look of curiosity appeared in Ol' Amos' eyes. "I'm very curious to know what kind of fine juniors the academy has produced during the last 20,000 years...

"Dexter Drinkwater, the 319th academy president. A noble earth-elemental Saint Domain Great Magician. He created a total of 82 types of first-class spells...

"Augustus Flit..."

Ol' Amos looked at the statues leisurely, nodding and giving praise sometimes, reserving his comments sometimes, shaking his head and sighing sometimes, not leaving out any of them. Just like that, an hour went by.

At last, Ol' Amos finally came to the third last statue. His expression changed at once, becoming one that was extremely complex, furious, indignant, regretful, disappointed...

This was the first time Ol' Amos had ever shown an expression like that. Meng Lei couldn't help but become rather puzzled. Did he know the owner of that statue?

"Adolf Holman, the student with the strongest magic talent, shortest duration of study, and the youngest to graduate from the academy in all of Fire Dragon Magic Academy's history. He is also the youngest Eighth-Grade Great Magician, Ninth-Grade Great Magician, and Saint Domain Great Magician in all of Dragon God Empire's history. He was only 38 years old when he broke through to Saint Domain..."

Meng Lei had read Adolf Holman's deeds and achievements before. However, at that time, he'd only taken them as a forefather's glorious achievements. Apart from astonishment and admiration, he didn't have any other thoughts about it.

However, he found them rather unfathomable now.

Not only did he create three records in the academy, but he also created another three records in the empire!

Not only did he create three records in the academy, but he also created another three records in the empire.

Now, that was impressive.

He'd actually created so many records!

Moreover, judging from the statue's location, Adolf Holman was probably someone from 20,000 years ago and belonged to the same era as Ol' Amos. This meant that those records he'd created had been maintained all this time over the last 20,000 years with no one breaking them.

What was the meaning of 'unprecedented'? This was it!

Meng Lei developed a strong interest in such an amazing figure at once. He asked, "Ol' President, do you know this person named Adolf Holman?"

"He's my disciple!" Ol' Amos replied, "My only disciple!"

"So, he's your disciple!"

Ol' Amos had been the academy president back then. Since Adolf had such wonderful talent, it was very normal that Ol' Amos would take him in as his disciple.

Ol' Amos sighed as he said, "Adolf was only 9 years old when he enrolled in the academy, but he possessed all-elemental superior-grade affinities, which was the first of its kind in history. This could be said to be a record never before seen in history and never to appear again!"

"All-elemental superior-grade affinities?"

Meng Lei was taken aback. "What kind of body constitution is that?"

"You know the ten elements of magic, right? All-elemental means that he possesses elemental affinity for all ten magic elements. In addition, all ten of his elemental affinities were... superior-grade!" replied Ol' Amos slowly in a deep, low voice.

"S-superior-grade for... T-ten elements?"

Meng Lei jerked fiercely, almost wetting himself in trepidation.

Oh my goodness!

Earth, water, wind, fire, wood, metal, thunder, light, dark, and ice!

Superior-grade for all of them!?

Hiss!

He was actually that scary!?

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Chapter 119: Abyss Demons, Private Territory

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Meng Lei considered his own magic talent excellent. With three superior-grade elemental affinities—thunder, fire, and wood—and a high-grade earth-elemental affinity, while it might not be the best in the world, few could compare.

Yet someone even more outstanding than him had emerged before him.

Superior-grade for all ten elemental affinities.

"How can anyone possibly have such crazy magic talent?" asked Meng Lei, who found it absolutely unbelievable.

"That's why Adolf is hailed as the most talented person in the academy's history. Even as of now, there's no one that can surpass him."

With a soft sigh, Ol' Amos said, "It's exactly because he had an incomparable magic talent that Adolf's speed of cultivation was extremely fast.

"He broke through to Sixth-Grade Magician and applied for graduation in just a year after he enrolled in the academy. Then, he wandered about the continent by himself and embarked on an even more glorious and stunning life.

"He became an Eighth-Grade Great Magician at 17 years old, a Ninth-Grade Great Magician at 25, and successfully broke through to Saint Domain at 38!"

Ol' Amos said softly, "During those times, Adolf was like the blazing sun high up in the sky that lit up the entire era. It's no exaggeration to say that it was the misery of all geniuses and monsters to be born in the same era as Adolf. He crushed everyone so badly that none of them could even raise their heads."

"That's so impressive!"

Meng Lei couldn't help but be astounded, too. However, what was more puzzling to him was that Ol' Amos' tone didn't sound quite right. Was that self-mockery? And a bitter smile?

He voiced the question in his mind. "Shouldn't you be very proud to have such a disciple, Ol' President?"

"If what came after hadn't happened, I would indeed have been very proud. And in truth, before that incident, Adolf had always been my pride and joy, and I was very proud of him."

Ol' Amos let out a sigh, a wry smile all over his face.

A bewildered Meng Lei asked, "That incident?"

"In the 148th year after Adolf attained the Saint Domain realm, tens of thousands of Abyss Demons suddenly appeared in Heaven's Vault Continent." Ol' Amos' voice was full of grief as he went on. "Bloodthirsty and savage, Abyss Demons are innately cruel and brutal and live by slaughtering and massacring others. They are the very embodiment of death and evil themselves."

"Abyss Demons?" A huge jolt went through Meng Lei!

"Nobody knows where the Abyss Demons came from, but they started a huge massacre after they showed up.

"Countless lives died in misery! Innumerable races were wiped out! And even the four great empires were under threat! Thus, a war that engulfed the whole continent and all the races on it broke out.

"After a long period of strife, we finally came close to achieving victory in the war. However, just as it reached the most critical final showdown in the war, Adolf... He betrayed us!"

A look of affliction surfaced on Ol' Amos' face as he said, "He ignited and blew up 1,358 mage towers, killing close to 1,000 Saint Domain Magicians and destroying the joint army's line of defense. This caused the final showdown to ultimately end as a failure."

"Why did that happen?" Meng Lei was in disbelief. "Why did Adolf betray you? What good did it do him to do that?"

"I couldn't understand why in the beginning, either." Ol' Amos shook his head, "It was only after we defeated the Abyss Demons later on and captured Adolf that we learned the reason for his actions."

"Why did he do that?" asked Meng Lei.

"Because Adolf himself was a devil!" Ol' Amos shut his eyes and explained, "As it turned out, he was a spy that the Abyss had sent to Heaven's Vault Continent. He had lurked for a long time in Heaven's Vault Continent in order to make preparations for invading our world."

"A devil..."

Meng Lei was stunned. His eyes involuntarily fell onto the statue of Adolf, which looked dignified and solemn, awe-inspiring and holy.

A person like that was actually a devil? How unbelievable!

"Although we triumphed over the Abyss Demons and drove them out of Heaven's Vault Continent forever in the end, we also paid a heavy price in return. I blamed myself heavily for this."

Ol' Amos let out a sigh and said, "After that incident, I resigned from my position as academy president and left the academy. I began to wander about the continent, never concerning myself with the world's affairs ever since. I didn't return to the academy even until I was trapped in the underground."

"It has nothing to do with you, Ol' President." Meng Lei shook his head and said, "One can only blame Adolf for hiding his intentions too well."

Ol' Amos shook his head. "You needn't console me. It has already been so many years since the incident, and I had already gotten over it a long time ago. I was just suddenly overcome with emotion when I saw Adolf's statue out of the blue, that's all."

As he spoke, he left Adolf's statue and walked over to the second last statue. Then, he began to inspect it.

"Amos Kroc, the second president of Fire Dragon Magic Academy..." Ol' Amos had a strange look on his face. "It feels rather odd, staring at a statue of myself."

"Haha! Look at how you're reacting looking at yourself..."

The two of them continued to stroll about in the academy after they left the Saint Dragon Square.

Ol' Amos gesticulated and pointed here and there as he reminisced about the past, while Meng Lei listened as he picked up various stat attributes that had dropped.

They strolled about leisurely, free and unfettered.

"Hey, isn't that Meng Lei?"

"What the heck? It really is that mutant! He's probably back here to apply for graduation?

"That's very likely. He's already so strong, so there's no point in him staying in the academy anymore anyway. If I were him, I would apply for graduation, too."

"Apply for graduation? Isn't Meng Lei a first-year freshman? What's there for him to graduate from?!"

"Don't you know?"

"Know what?"

"You actually don't know when the news is already all over the academy? You're really so ill-informed and out of the loop. I look down on you!"

"So what exactly has happened?"

"Meng Lei is already a Ninth-Grade Great Magician now. I'm guessing that he's likely going to apply for graduation after coming back this time."

"A Ninth-Grade Great Magician? Him? Are you kidding me?"

"Would I lie to you? I heard that when the ant tide broke out a while ago, Meng Lei showed up at the North River Pass and repelled the ant tide all by himself, and exhibited incomparably terrifying might..."

"Really? That's just hearsay, isn't it?"

"What hearsay? It has spread throughout the whole academy. Ask around if you don't believe me..."

Just how sharp were Meng Lei's ears? The other students' comments naturally couldn't escape his ears.

Apply for graduation?

Meng Lei wanted to laugh. He was certainly a Ninth-Grade Great Magician now, but he didn't have any intentions of applying for graduation just yet.

How was he supposed to graduate when he hadn't learned his thunder-elemental, earth-elemental, and wood-elemental Dragon-Language Magic spells yet, not to mention the Titan Holy Thunder?

Meng Lei's magic communication device suddenly rang at this point. He picked up the call and a big, chubby face popped up—it was Fatty Hart.

"Old bro, you're back?"

Meng Lei raised an eyebrow and replied, "You're pretty up to date with the news. I've only just returned, yet you're already aware."

"Haha! I've set up a lot of spies in the academy, so I'll know right away the moment you return." Fatty Hart let out a laugh and said, "You've only just returned to the academy, so I'll make this short. There are two things in total!"

"Okay!" Meng Lei nodded.

"The first is that news of your performance when you were fighting against the ant tide has already reached the royal palace. I heard from my old man that the king intends to host a celebratory banquet to reward you." Hart laughed and said, "Tsk, tsk. Given your speed of cultivation and your performance at North River Pass, you'll at least be conferred the life peerage title of an Earl! A life peerage Earl, you know! I'm still just a Viscount even now!"

"A life peerage Earl?"

Meng Lei quirked an eyebrow. He didn't care about an empty title like an Earl and whatnot; so what even if they bestowed upon him the title of a Marquis or a Duke?

However, the title of nobility wasn't just an empty one. It brought a lot of practical benefits, such as special privileges and... territory!

What Meng Lei valued, however, was the territory.

In this world completely controlled by the nobility, there were a lot of benefits to owning a plot of land that solely belonged to oneself and was one's private property.

In that territory, the owner was the local emperor there. They could do whatever they wanted!

"What about the second issue?" asked Meng Lei.

"I've already contacted the three largest trade associations in the capital and 13 magic core acquisition companies. You can meet with them anytime when you're back!"

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Chapter 120: Meeting The Academy President, I Have An Ancestor

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Meng Lei hung up, secretly thrilled.

During this period of time in the Magical Beast Forest, he had accumulated quite a good number of magic cores. They would definitely sell for a hefty sum of money.

Cashing out the magic cores! An explosive increase in his wealth!

Tonight was the night! Meng Lei couldn't wait!

Beep, beep, beep!

The magic communication device rang again at this point. Meng Lei took a look at it—it was his head teacher, Dirk Norway.

"Meng Lei, you're back?"

"Yes, I am, Mr. Dirk."

"Good to know that you're back." Dirk Norway heaved a sigh of relief. "Where are you at the moment? Come to my office if you're free. Someone wants to meet you."

"Coming right over."

After Meng Lei hung up, he said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, Ol' President. I can't continue the stroll with you anymore."

"Go ahead." Ol' Amos waved him off. "You can also ask about the Dragon-Language Magic along the way."

"Got it." Meng Lei nodded.

Then, he walked toward the faculty building. Half an hour later, he reached the front of the building.

"Eh?"

At this point, the countenance of Ol' Amos, who had been floating about beside him the whole time, suddenly changed a little, and he returned to the spatial ring right away.

"What's the matter, Ol' President?" asked Meng Lei, who looked startled.

"There's the presence of Saint Domains in there." Ol' Amos replied via spiritual telepathy.

"Saint Domains!"

Mildly alarmed, Meng Lei didn't ask any further. Ol' Amos was in spiritual form, so most people couldn't see him. However, a Saint Domain expert could.

Should a Saint Domain expert discover him, things would become very troublesome. If mishandled, his life might even come under threat!

I didn't expect there to be Saint Domains in the faculty building.

Meng Lei looked at the building in front of him.

I wonder who it is? The academy president? Or the few vice-presidents?

Mr. Dirk's office came into view while he was immersed in his thoughts. Meng Lei knocked on the door.

The door opened, and Mr. Dirk came out to receive him. He looked Meng Lei up and down with joy in his eyes and said cheerfully, "You're finally back, boy. Here, c'mon in!"

The office was as quiet as usual. Bookshelves and magic-related books occupied a large half of the space, making the place rather cramped and messy. Meng Lei's eyes swept across the bookshelves, his thoughts flashing across his mind at high speed.

Mr. Dirk has such a vast collection of books. I wonder if there are any books on Dragon-Language Magic among them?

Just as he was thinking about that, Mr. Dirk's voice rang out. "Meng Lei, let me introduce someone to you."

"Eh?"

Meng Lei was taken aback for a moment there.

There's someone else in here?

Meng Lei followed Mr. Dirk's line of sight and noticed an ordinary-looking red-haired elderly man with a short and round stature. His dressing was very ordinary, and so were his looks. He didn't exhibit any sort of aura and seemed down-to-earth and unadorned. Plain and unremarkable, he was the kind of person that one would lose sight of the moment he was thrown into the crowd.

However, Meng Lei felt rather unsettled. With his keen Ninth-Grade Great Magician senses, he could clearly detect other presences in the room, even if it were just a cat.

Yet, he hadn't detected the elderly man's presence at all even after he'd entered the room for such a long time. Was he really just an ordinary old man?

With a hint of respect, Dirk Norway introduced the man to Meng Lei. He said, "Meng Lei, this is President Fred!"

"President Fred?" Meng Lei looked dumbfounded. "He's President Fred? Surely not?"

"Hahaha! Do you feel that I don't look like him?" asked the elderly man with a laugh.

Then, his face began to undergo a swift transformation. It didn't take long before he turned into a completely different appearance. A pair of horns grew from his head, and his eyes were dignified and awe-inspiring—it was exactly what Meng Lei remembered of the academy president.

"So it really is the academy president!" exclaimed Meng Lei. He hastily greeted him. "Greetings, President!"

"Come here, come here. Let me take a good look at you."

A smiling President Fred looked at Meng Lei and remarked, "As expected of the most excellent genius our academy has recruited this year. You're a handsome young man, indeed."

"You're too kind, President."

Meng Lei took on a very humble attitude. The man in front of him was a Saint Domain, after all. A high and mighty Saint Domain!

President Fred asked with a smile, "Meng Lei, I heard that you're already a Ninth-Grade Great Magician?"

"Yes, I am!"

Meng Lei didn't deny it. He couldn't deny it, either; a lot of people had already witnessed it. Besides, Meng Lei didn't intend to, either.

"I heard from Mr. Dirk that you were only a Fifth-Grade Magician when you left the academy. After that, in just a short month or so, you broke through to become a Ninth-Grade Great Magician!"

There was a sharp glint in President Fred's eyes. "A breakthrough speed like that is truly shocking. Even the cultivation speed of Adolf, that Abyss Demon genius whose achievements are peerless in history, wasn't that fast. I'm very curious, Meng Lei, how did you manage to achieve this?"

Dirk Norway was also looking at Meng Lei, his eyes filled with puzzlement. Meng Lei's cultivation speed wasn't something that could merely be described as "fast" anymore; it was totally illogical.

President Fred added, "Of course, this is just pure curiosity on my part. I don't have any intentions of interrogating you. You can choose not to answer if you don't wish to."

I can choose not to answer? Yeah, right!

If I don't give you a proper explanation today, you'll probably think I'm a devil spy, like Adolf!

Besides, I still want to learn how to use the Titan Holy Thunder from you. If I don't convince you today, how am I supposed to learn it?

"This is actually my biggest secret. I didn't intend to tell anyone initially..." Meng Lei looked awfully troubled as he said, "But since you've asked President, then I can only be truthful about it. I hope the President and Mr. Dirk can keep it a secret for me."

"Of course!" The two of them nodded repeatedly.

"Actually, I had an amazing encounter."

"An amazing encounter?" President Fred and Mr. Dirk exchanged a look.

In a deep and low voice, Meng Lei slowly said, "During the recent winter break, when I was training in the Magical Beast Forest, I met one of my ancestors by chance, and received pointers from him..."

"Brat, what are you trying to do?" Ol' Amos' panicked, and his accusatory voice rang out in Meng Lei's mind. "Why are you ratting this old man out?"

"This is an emergency, Ol' President. I can only let you down now!" Meng Lei hastily apologized and said, "But don't worry, I'm just using you as a scapegoat. It won't do you any harm!"

"A scapegoat? You unfilial descendant..." Ol' Amos was practically boiling mad.

"Your ancestor?"

"Pointers from him?"

President Fred and Mr. Dirk looked at each other. Meng Lei had an ancestor?

What kind of ancestor could help Meng Lei, a Fifth-Grade Magician, to break through and become a Ninth-Grade Great Magician with just a few pointers?

"My ancestor's name is Amos Kroc!"

Meng Lei sold Ol' Amos out thoroughly!

"Amos Kroc?"

A frowning President Fred sank into contemplation for a brief moment. Then, his countenance suddenly changed. "Are you talking about the academy's second president from 20,000 years ago, President Amos?"

"Yes, that's him." Meng Lei gave a heavy nod.

"To think it's actually him!"

Mr. Dirk's eyes widened dramatically, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Meng Lei, are you saying that President Amos is actually still alive? Hasn't he gone missing?"

"According to what I know, President Amos had resigned from his position as academy president in the past because of what his disciple, Adolf, did. There was no news of him, and no traces of him at all ever since then."

President Fred's eyes bore into Meng Lei. "Yet you're saying that he's been living in seclusion in Magical Beast Forest all this time... Meng Lei, I'm finding your words truly hard to believe!"

"I know this sounds inconceivable, but it's the truth." Meng Lei brought out a red scale. "This is something that my ancestor gave me. He appointed me as the current clan leader of the Krocs and ordered me to restore the Krocs to their former glory."

"That's..."

President Fred stared hard at the red dragon scale in Meng Lei's hand. At the sight of this, Meng Lei passed him the scale.

"A pure-blooded Saint Domain Fire Dragon's scale! This is a pure-blooded Saint Domain Fire Dragon's scale!"

President Fred examined the red dragon scale with a look of shock and astonishment. He said, "Isn't President Amos a Dragon Person? Could it be that... He has already cultivated till the pinnacle of Saint Domain and has thoroughly been reborn into a pure-blooded Fire Dragon?"

"No, he probably isn't just at the pinnacle of Saint Domain!" With a shake of his head, Meng Lei said, "I estimate that my ancestor has already stepped into another realm a long time ago. I once had the fortune to see his true Fire Dragon body. It was as long as 10,000 feet!"

"10,000 feet? Isn't that..."

President Fred took a gasp of chilly air!

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Chapter 121: A Deity Ancestor, A Successful Bluff

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Colossal Dragons were one of the strongest races in Heaven's Vault Continent, and their strength was completely and directly proportional to their body size.

The stronger they were, the bigger they were. And the bigger they were, the stronger they were.

When an ordinary Colossal Dragon came of age, they were comparable to a Ninth-Grade Magical Beast, and their size reached up to over 20 meters. Should they break through to Saint Domain, they could go up to over 50 meters.

Following that, as they became stronger, their size would also grow and expand accordingly. However, even the size of a Saint Domain Colossal Dragon at its pinnacle didn't go beyond 100 meters or so.

A dragon body that measured up to 10,000 feet—that was no longer the kind of size that a Saint Domain Colossal Dragon at its pinnacle would have. Even a Dragon King that stood above the Saint Domain wasn't that big.

"Could President Amos have already surpassed a Dragon King?" President Fred wondered to himself as his eyes flickered in shock and uncertainty.

A Dragon King!

To borrow a term of address from other races, they were also known as... Half-deities!

What was a half-deity?

Someone that was half-mortal and half-deity!

Those that possessed a deity's certain abilities but hadn't yet shed their mortal bodies to truly metamorphose into a true deity—they were known as half-deities.

"An existence that surpasses a half-deity? Isn't that..."

President Fred couldn't help gasping in astoundment. "No, that's impossible! It's been close to 10,000 years since a deity has been born in Heaven's Vault Continent. How could President Amos have possibly attained the state of a deity?

"Could it be that 10,000 years ago, he had already..."

President Fred's eyes flickered as countless thoughts flashed past his mind. For a while there, he was rather uncertain about Meng Lei's claims.

However, there was one thing that he did believe—Meng Lei likely had really encountered President Amos.

Firstly, after a period of over 20,000 years, the Krocs had long since been buried in the long course of history. There were very, very few people that knew of a clan like them, let alone a 16-year-old teenager like Meng Lei. Where was he supposed to learn about the Krocs from?

Secondly, that pure-blooded Fire Dragon scale didn't lie—most people couldn't come up with something like that at all.

Stealing it from a Colossal Dragon's body? Pulling it off one? Snatching it from one?

Ha, was that even possible?

Lastly, Meng Lei was capable of casting Dragon-Language Magic. In particular, the Dragon-Language Magic spells he had cast at North River Pass could explain the issue itself very well—because some of the fire-elemental spells were exactly President Amos' signature spells from 20,000 years ago, while some of the others were fire-elemental spells that had never before been seen or appeared in the continent.

Meng Lei's original spells?

No, that was impossible! The only likelihood was that they were another person's original spells.

In summary of the various points mentioned above, the likelihood of Meng Lei having encountered President Amos was very high. With that, his breakthrough to Ninth-Grade Great Magician in just a mere month's time now had an adequate explanation.

As for whether or not President Amos had really become a deity, President Fred was skeptical for the time being—because this matter was simply too outrageous. Before they could find clear evidence on that, he found it very hard to be convinced.

"Meng Lei, I never thought that you would have such an amazing encounter like that!" President Fred was filled with marvel as he said, "Let alone the fact that you're actually President Amos' descendant. This is truly a blessing for the academy and the kingdom."

"It's all thanks to my ancestor's kind mercy upon me," replied a humble Meng Lei, who was totally in Best Actor mode.

"Meng Lei, since you're a member of our Fire Dragon Kingdom's royalty, can you let me see what you look like after you transform into a dragon?" President Fred requested.

No matter how fancy a story Meng Lei could come up with, it would never be as convincing as one's bloodline. If he possessed a Fire Dragon bloodline, then all doubts would be dispelled.

"No problem," Meng Lei replied with a nod. Then, he roused the Fire Dragon bloodline in his body, activated the dragon transformation, and entered a Dragon Person form.

"Not bad! Not bad, indeed! It's a pure Fire Dragon bloodline!"

President Fred repeatedly nodded after witnessing Meng Lei's dragon transformation. His heart was now completely at ease. He asked, "Meng Lei, President Amos had made a huge contribution to the academy in the past. Since you're his descendant, is there anything you need help with?"

After making up and fabricating all sorts of stories for a good half a day, that line of his was exactly what Meng Lei had been waiting for, so how would he possibly stand on ceremony with him? Thus, he made his request right away.

"High-grade Dragon-Language Magic, as well as the secrets related to the Titan Holy Thunder, are all stored on the top floor of the library." President Fred, who was all smiles, went on and said, "Initially, only talents that fit certain special requirements are eligible to enter, but since your situation is rather extraordinary, I'll give you special permission to enter and study there, Meng Lei."

"Thank you, President!"

"That was such a close shave, Ol' President." A relieved Meng Lei remarked as he wiped the cold sweat off his brow after leaving the faculty building.

After giving half-truths and making up all sorts of fabrications, he had finally managed to bluff his way past President Fred.

A fuming mad Ol' Amos berated him fiercely, "You little bastard, how dare you make me your scapegoat? I have no such unfilial descendants like you!"

"Hehe, I really didn't have no other way out just now, had I?" Meng Lei chuckled sheepishly and said, "If I couldn't convince President Fred, not only would the Dragon-Language Magic and Titan Holy Thunder go up in smoke, but I might even be charged with the crime of being an Abyss Demon. I'd be dead meat for sure if that happened."

Although President Fred was modest and unostentatious, Meng Lei could clearly sense his review and examination of him. If he couldn't provide him with a satisfactory explanation, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

"When all's been said and done, these are the repercussions brought about by my overly-quick cultivation speed. Sigh, looks like I'll have to keep more of a low profile in the future."

"Hmph! Your cultivation is so fast that it's even crazier than Adolf's. Who knows, you might really just be an Abyss Demon. This won't do, I'll have to investigate this properly, lest you fool me." Ol' Amos snorted furiously. "I've already been deceived once. I won't be deceived another time!"

Meng Lei rolled his eyes. "Ol' President, it's not as if you can't tell whether or not I'm an Abyss Demon? What's there to deceive you about?"

Ol' Amos snorted lightly and replied, "You're so secretive that it's hard to say. No, this won't do! I must investigate this properly, after all."

"In that case, you can just do a proper, thorough investigation, then. You'd better not get it wrong."

Meng Lei curled his lip disdainfully in response. Then, he changed the subject and said, "President Fred said that the Dragon-Language Magic spells and Titan Holy Thunder studies are placed on the library's top floor. I'll go over and take a look right away."

"Go, go! Run and advance!"

The library occupied a very large space and was the grandest and most imposing building in the academy. Even in the whole kingdom, it was considered an impressive building.

A pair of statues stood tall in front of the library. They were respectively a book on magic and a magic staff.

The book represented knowledge, while the staff represented magic power. Additionally, one mustn't overlook the spiritual power holding them suspended in mid-air, too.

They symbolized the three great power sources of a Magician.

"How imposing! How magnificent!"

Meng Lei stopped in his tracks and stood in front of the library. As he lifted his head and gazed at the grand and magnificent white building, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration. "As expected of the largest library in the Fire Dragon Kingdom."

"Stop marveling. Hurry, go in and take a look," Ol' Amos urged him impatiently.

"Okay."

Meng Lei stepped onto the stairs. By virtue of the magic badge pinned on his chest, he successfully entered the library. A magic screen towered in the wide, spacious hall, displaying the entire library collection's layout.

There were a total of six floors in the library.

The first floor contained books on general knowledge, such as The Continent Annals, The History of Dragon God Empire's Development, An Encyclopedia of Magic Materials, 100,000 Magical Beast Species, and so on.

The second, third, fourth, and fifth floors all contained books related to magic, ranging from low-grade to high-grade spells, all of them were stored on these four floors.

Every floor had a total of ten storerooms, each containing books on a specific magic element.

As for the sixth floor—in other words, the library's top floor—it wasn't displayed on the magic screen at all, meaning that access to the floor had been limited.

"The sixth floor... What I want is on the sixth floor."

Unable to suppress the excitement at the bottom of his heart, Meng Lei rode the magic hanging ladder leading up to the sixth floor.

Beep!

He had arrived on the sixth floor.

After exiting the magic hanging ladder, Meng Lei walked toward the corridor leading to the inside. The whole floor was empty, and all the book repositories were also tightly shut.

The sixth floor was devoid of any human presence, as well as of any object.

He didn't see anyone or any open book repositories even after he had walked all the way to the end of the corridor. Meng Lei's brows involuntarily furrowed into a deep frown. What was he supposed to look at when there was absolutely nothing here?

Buzz!

In the midst of Meng Lei's bewilderment, a colorful light beam suddenly shone down from above him and enveloped him right into it. The next moment, Meng Lei abruptly vanished from where he was.

The world began to spin, and the environment around him underwent a huge, radical change. It was no longer an empty corridor but a book repository full of bookshelves.

"It may seem empty and devoid of anything to the eye, but in truth, it's full of profoundness within. This is what the true top floor of the library really is. Hurry and take a look! What kind of Dragon-Language Magic spells are there!?"

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Chapter 122: Titan Bloodline, Meeting The Gods of Fortune

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A Detailed Explanation of Seventh-Grade Thunder-Elemental Dragon-Language Magic...

A Must-Read On Eighth-Grade Earth-Elemental Dragon-Language Magic...

A Premium Selection of Ninth-Grade Wood-Elemental Dragon-Language Magic...

An Encyclopedia of First-Class Water-Elemental Ultimate Spells...

Not only did the tiny, little book repository contain high-grade Dragon-Language Magic of all elements, but it even housed ultimate-grade spells. There were even thousands upon thousands of first-class spells.

It was no exaggeration to say that all the powerful spells that had ever appeared in history could all be found here. The fruits of intellectual labor of innumerable predecessors and experts from the Fire Dragon Kingdom over more than 20,000 years were all here.

"No wonder they kept the place hidden in such a secretive place." This was a huge eye-opener for Meng Lei. He remarked, "Every spell here is worth a fortune. Even losing just one would be a terribly great loss."

"Talents emerge from every generation in this world, and each of them excels in their own domain for years to come, indeed."

Ol' Amos was filled with emotion as he marveled. "Just the number of water-elemental and fire-elemental first-class spells that I've never seen before already come up to as many as 1,907 types and 2,348 types, respectively. Looks like the development of magic has never once stopped during the last 20,000 years."

"As long as magic continues to be passed down, improvements in magic will never cease." A smiling Meng Lei shook his head and said, "Every generation has its own geniuses. This is inevitable."

"You're right." Ol' Amos nodded lightly. Then, he said, "Hurry and look for the Titan Holy Thunder. I'm very curious as to what kind of secrets there are in it."

"Alright, Ol' President."

Meng Lei quickly began his search. After a while, he found a book titled The Secrets of The Thunder Titans: A True Breakdown of The Titan Holy Thunder in a corner—the author's name was exactly President Fred!

"Found it!"

Full of anticipation, Meng Lei began to flip through the book. Ol' Amos also leaned over. However, they had only read the foreword when both of them broke into frowns.

"The Titan Holy Thunder is a thunder technique exclusive to the Thunder Titans. Its might is several dozen times, even hundreds of times, that of ordinary thunder techniques. It could be said to be the strongest thunder technique, the king of all types of thunder, and the most supreme of the thunder element.

"...However, there are very stringent requirements to casting Titan Holy Thunder. The spellcaster needs to possess the Thunder Titan bloodline and use their bloodline as a foundation before they can invoke the powerful Titan Holy Thunder."

"Needs to possess the Thunder Titan bloodline?"

Meng Lei was instantly rendered speechless. "In that case, doesn't that mean that without the Thunder Titan bloodline, it's impossible for one to master the Titan Holy Thunder?"

"Isn't the current academy president a member of the royalty? Why is he able to master the Titan Holy Thunder?" Ol' Amos' brows drew together, "Could it be that he has Thunder Titan blood in him?"

A jolt went through Meng Lei, and his eyes hurriedly skimmed further down the page. As expected, the related description entered his vision.

As it turned out, President Fred was actually a rare double bloodline-holder. Not only did he have Fire Dragon blood in him, but he also had Thunder Titan blood in him at the same time.

"Double bloodline?"

Meng Lei couldn't help but frown. "Since he has both Fire Dragon bloodline and Thunder Titan bloodline, is President Fred a Dragon Person or a Demigiant? He can actually become the academy president despite such conditions?"

"There's no harm about that, though. Just because someone possesses other races' bloodlines doesn't mean that they are outsiders. They cannot be generalized like that."

Ol' Amos went on. "After all, Heaven's Vault Continent has existed for many years. It has experienced multiple eras, and racial mergers have taken place several times. In fact, invasions from foreign parties have even broken out before. After assimilation over the long course of history, how can races that are truly pure-blooded still exist?"

Meng Lei was stunned by his words.

"Even pure-blood Colossal Dragons, pure-blood Titans, and the Fairy royalty cannot guarantee that their bodies do not contain even a hint of blood from other races, let alone humans.

"The humans are the weakest race, and over thousands upon thousands of years, they've always been appendages to various stronger races. Therefore, their blood is the most heterogeneous bloodline among all the races.

"It can be said that the depths of every human's blood contains many different hidden bloodlines, such as the Dragons', the Titans', the Beast People's... It's just that they are too diluted and cannot be awakened, that's all."

Ol' Amos sighed and said, "The current president is a Dragon Person, so it's not that hard to understand why he has Titan blood in him."

Meng Lei was silent in response, but following that, he began to nod slowly.

The line of reasoning was actually very easy to understand.

Pure-blood races? How could they possibly exist? As long as one existed in this world, they wouldn't be able to guarantee that their bloodline was absolutely pure.

Just like how a basin of pure, clean water would eventually be polluted by all sorts of impurities when placed under the sky—there was no way of avoiding this at all.

This was what assimilation was, the assimilation of races!

"It's just like how there's Golden Gods-Slaying Ant blood in your body. It's very likely that there are also other bloodlines in your body. I won't be surprised in the least even if you awaken the Titan bloodline someday."

Ol' Amos shook his head lightly and continued. "That's why you cannot treat the current academy president—who has Thunder Titan blood in him—like an outsider or an enemy just because he has awakened the Titan bloodline.

"In truth, in the Fire Dragon Kingdom and even the whole of the Dragon God Empire, there exist a fair number of people that own special bloodlines in them, among which, there is no shortage of Demigiants, Demi-Beast People, and Demi-Fairies.

"Although people like them hold bloodlines of other races, they possess great strength and are able to become part of the nobility and hold high-ranking positions all the same."

"I see."

Meng Lei nodded slowly. Then, he sighed emotionally and said, "Since he has Fire Dragon blood in him and has even awakened his Titan bloodline, President Fred likely has terrifying strength."

Ol' Amos replied with a light nod, "There's no doubt about that. Otherwise, do you think that the title of number one in thunder techniques in the Fire Dragon Kingdom is a joke?"

Then, he casually closed the A True Breakdown of The Titan Holy Thunder book and said, "There's no need for you to continue reading this anymore. You're not fated with the Titan Holy Thunder, so you'd better just properly study Dragon-Language Magic instead."

"Am I not fated with it..."

An unusual look flashed across the depths of Meng Lei's eyes. Then, he placed the book back where he had found it.

For the rest of the time, Meng Lei stayed on the library's top floor and seriously studied Dragon-Language Magic spells of three elements. His spiritual power had become very strong by now, so he had encyclopedic knowledge and a retentive memory, enabling him to remember everything he saw.

He needed to read a ninth-grade Dragon-Language Magic spell only a few times to be able to copy it slavishly and cast it successfully.

Difficulty level?

The concept didn't even exist!

Time always passed awfully quickly when one got busy. Before he knew it, a day had gone by just like that. Close to dinnertime, Meng Lei received a round of urging from Fatty Hart.

"Old bro, we're already at Juxian Restaurant. You're the only one left now. When will you be reaching?"

"You're already there? It's still so early in the day!"

It was then that Meng Lei suddenly realized to his astonishment that it was already dinnertime.

"Damn! I was too engrossed in reading!" Meng Lei smacked his forehead and hurriedly said, "Fatty, entertain the guests for me first. I'm coming right over!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Then, Fatty Hart added with a laugh, "You'd better hurry, though. The ones that have come are very busy people, so time is of the essence for them!"

"Alright!"

By the time Meng Lei hurried over to Juxian Restaurant, half an hour had already passed. Fatty Hart was in the midst of entertaining the guests when he reached the private dining room.

"Old bro! You're finally here!"

Fatty Hart quickly greeted Meng Lei and led him inside. Then, with a smile, he made the introductions. "Everyone, let me do the introductions. This is Meng Lei, the strongest genius in all of our Fire Dragon Magic Academy's history, as well as the seller today."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Everyone's gazes fell on Meng Lei at the same time with looks of curiosity, blazing passion, and anticipation in their eyes.

They had heard of Meng Lei's great repute, of course. The North River Pass battle, in particular, had even allowed his name to resound among the kingdom's upper-class.

Who didn't know that Meng Lei had driven back the ant tide all by himself?

Who didn't know that Meng Lei had hundreds of thousands of magic cores in his possession?

As businessmen, what they cared about the most was still those hundreds of thousands of magic cores, of course. This was a huge transaction amounting to hundreds of millions, or even billions of gold coins, after all. Who wouldn't be filled with fervency toward it?

"Old bro, the ones seated here are the representatives and people in charge of business dealings in the capital from the three largest trade associations in the kingdom and 13 other magic core acquisition companies."

"Sorry to keep everyone waiting!"

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Chapter 123: Sell, Sell, Sell! Entering Saint Domain

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After exchanging polite greetings with each other, both parties went straight to the main subject.

The representative from Lucivia Trade Association, one of the three large trade associations, stood and asked, "Lord Meng Lei, I heard that you had obtained a batch of Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant magic cores at North River Pass. How many are there specifically?"

Upon hearing the question, everyone else also nodded repeatedly.

They were here specially for that batch of magic cores today. That was a big business transaction, after all. If they could get a bigger share of it, they would definitely earn a hefty sum from it.

Fatty Hart couldn't help but look at Meng Lei, too.

Meng Lei thought for a moment before he replied, "Including those that I obtained in Magical Beast Forest and those from the two times I fought the ant tide at the Great Dragon Blood Wall, there's probably a total of 750,000 of them?"

He had never done a detailed count before. However, basing it off his Wealth, the numbers were more or less about there.

Of course, this wasn't necessarily accurate, either, because, at the same time as his Wealth was continuously increasing, it was also constantly depleting to replenish his stamina, his consumed magic power, and his consumed spiritual power. All of these required spending his Wealth points.

Therefore, one couldn't calculate the number of magic cores solely based on the amount of riches he had gained. This wasn't an accurate way of quantification.

The actual quantity definitely exceeded 750,000.

"What? 750,000?"

Everyone's eyes widened.

Thinking that they found the quantity too low, Meng Lei frowned and said, "I haven't counted how many there are specifically, either, but there are probably more than 750,000. It's possible that there are 800,000."

Hiss...

All 16 commercial representatives sucked in a breath of chilly air. Their eyes subsequently lit up, and they looked at Meng Lei with blazing passion brimming in their eyes. Even if they earned only an additional 100 gold coins from each sixth-grade magic core, 800,000 magic cores would still equate to 80 million gold coins.

That was a profit of 80 million gold coins!

This was definitely a big business transaction for sure!

Besides, a single magic core brought much more profit than just 100 gold coins. If they sold them for a good price, it was possible that they could earn hundreds or even a thousand gold coins from one.

"Lord Meng Lei, the Middles Trade Association is willing to acquire 400,000 magic cores. You can state your price. As long as the price is agreeable, we can transact immediately."

"400,000? That's a bold claim! There are only 800,000 magic cores in total. If the Middles Trade Association takes half of it in one go, are the rest of us supposed to go hungry, then?"

"Exactly! I'm not asking for much, just 100,000 magic cores would do. I can offer a price of 11,000 gold coins per magic core. What do you think, Lord Meng Lei?"

"Lord Meng Lei possesses great talent despite his young age and has provided illustrious service by defending the kingdom against the ant tide's invasion. The Lucivia Trade Association doesn't wish to take advantage of you, so we offer to purchase each magic core at 13,000 gold coins each..."

The quiet private room immediately turned terribly boisterous. Meng Lei's one-liner had led all 16 company representatives to enter a purchasing rush.

At the sight of this, Meng Lei instantly realized that he had grossly underestimated these magic cores' value. 10,000 gold coins per magic core?

That was too cheap!

I'm glad I entrusted this matter to Fatty. If I had done this myself, I would definitely have sold them for cheap for the sake of convenience. Just how much would I have lost if I had done that?

Meng Lei cast an approving glance at Fatty Hart before raising his hand to signal to everyone to calm down. Then, he said with a smile, "Everyone, do listen to what I have to say first. Aside from these 800,000 sixth-grade magic cores, I also have another 40,000 to 50,000 seventh-grade magic cores that I can sell to all of you, too."

,000 to 50,000 Seventh-Grade magic cores?

None of them could take their eyes off him upon hearing his words.

By the time they left Juxian Restaurant, Fatty Hart's eyes were all red as he looked at Meng Lei. If not for the fact that he didn't have that kind of power, he would definitely have robbed Meng Lei.

"Old bro, you've struck gold! You've really struck gold!

"14.7 billion gold coins! That's a whole 14.7 billion gold coins!

"How is anyone supposed to spend that much money..."

"How to spend it? Just like that, I guess!"

Although Meng Lei looked calm on the outside, he was actually beyond thrilled inwardly. The sale of all the magic cores and carcasses had earned him 14.7 billion gold coins. Adding this to the 5 billion gold coins he already had, his Wealth had gone through an explosive increase to 19.7 billion gold coins.

Let's take a look at the stats interface.

Host: Meng Lei

Race: Human (Contains Fire Dragon bloodline, Fire Demon bloodline, and Golden Gods-Slaying Ant bloodline)

Wealth: 19,728,925,768 gold coins

Physical Body Constitution: Ninth-Grade Warrior (764,331,943/1,000,000,000)

Spirit: Great Ninth-Grade Magician (1,356,253/1,000,000,000)

Magic Power: Great Ninth-Grade Magician (1,132,358/1,000,000,000)

.7 billion gold coins!

Adding to this the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor carcass, which I can sell for at least 5 billion gold coins, that's 24.7 billion gold coins.

.7 billion gold coins, you know! It's enough to push me into the Saint Domain realm!

"Hahaha!"

Immersed in his thoughts, Meng Lei couldn't help but burst into loud laughter. His uproarious laughter echoed beside Fatty Hart's ear, making him gnash his teeth. Even his eyes had become red.

"Comparing myself to others only creates unwanted frustrations, indeed!"

Fatty Hart beat his chest and stamped his feet indignantly. "To think that I, Fatty Hart, who possess the Golden Colossal Dragon bloodline, am born into an aristocratic Duke family, and have undertaken the best education since I was young! Yet up to this day, I am still penniless and dejected, spending my days waiting for death to befall upon me while depending on my parents for financial support as the days go by!

"But what about you?

"You've become a wealthy billionaire for some strange reason! The heavens are so unfair!"

Meng Lei burst into a fit of sneaky laughter. "Fatty! There's something else that I haven't told you yet. If you knew about it, you might just beat me up."

"What is it?" asked a surprised Fatty Hart.

"When I was training in Magical Beast Forest, I accidentally found a Saint Domain Magical Beast carcass. According to initial estimates, it can probably sell for a few billion gold coins?"

Meng Lei didn't forget to rub salt into Fatty Hart's wounds.

"A S-saint Domain Magical Beast carcass? Accidentally... found?" Fatty Hart's eyes widened big and round as he exclaimed, "Are you serious!?"

"Yes, I am!" Meng Lei had never discovered in the past that Fatty Hart's eyes could actually widen that big.

"What the f*ck?" Fatty Hart jumped into the air at once.

"Wahahaha..."

The night passed peacefully.

Early the next morning, Meng Lei headed to the library as usual and continued to study thunder-elemental, earth-elemental, and wood-elemental Dragon-Language Magic. As for the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor carcass' sale, he entrusted it to Fatty Hart as usual.

Although that guy was close to being burned into ashes by the blazing fires of jealousy when Meng Lei took out a supreme, luxurious reward of a one million gold coins red packet1, Fatty Hart's fires of jealousy were extinguished right away.

Fatty Hart suggested that a priceless treasure like a Saint Domain Magical Beast carcass absolutely mustn't be handled so casually like the sale of magic cores. They should contact even more and even richer buyers.

Therefore, the best way to go about it was... an auction.

Meng Lei agreed readily to the suggestion. He entrusted the task of contacting the auction house to Fatty Hart while he continued over to the library.

In the evening, Fatty Hart contacted him again and informed him that he was done contacting the auction house. Meng Lei hurried over to the auction house at once and took out the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor carcass.

Dozens of meters tall!

Blood-red in color all over!

Savage aura spilling forth!

The moment the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor carcass made its appearance, everyone was astounded. Its bloodthirsty, savage outward appearance and heinous, fearsome visage caused chills to run down everyone's spines.

"An imposing aura and a body size like that!

"There's no mistake about it. It's definitely a Saint Domain Magical Beast!

"Oh my goodness. It really is a Saint Domain Magical Beast!"

The auction house's relevant person-in-charge immediately made the judgment that it was indeed a Saint Domain Magical Beast. Upon which, he informed Meng Lei that they required a few days' time to carry out some advertising, so as to encourage a higher winning price.

Toward this, Meng Lei had no objections.

After the initial advertising period of ten days, the Underground Cave Magical Spider Emperor carcass' auction successfully commenced. Then, with many experts, nobles, high-ranking officials, and wealthy tycoons as witnesses, the auction ended at an astronomical price of 6.8 billion gold coins.

After deducting the 10% auction fee and processing fee, Meng Lei earned a hefty net profit of 6.1 billion gold coins.

.7 billion 6.1 billion = 25.8 billion!

Meng Lei's Wealth had reached an astounding 25.8 billion gold coins and achieved unprecedented heights.

.58 billion Stat Attribute Points!

That's enough for me to step into the Saint Domain realm now. Although I'll only be a pseudo-Saint Domain, it's still Saint Domain, nevertheless, right? Wahahaha!

O(_)O

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Chapter 124: Abbe's Disappearance, An Inter-Academy Competition

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That night, Meng Lei didn't spend the money to enter the Saint Domain realm in a hurry. Instead, he withdrew innumerable gold coins and piled them on the bed and the floor, filling them up and lying on top of them.

"I wanted to roll about in money so much in my past life that I was even dreaming about it!

"And today... It has finally come true!"

Although the coins pressed somewhat painfully against him, extreme satisfaction filled Meng Lei as he took in the smell of the gold, an unprecedented sense of peace and tranquility within him.

"Happiness can be so simple sometimes," Meng Lei murmured to himself as drowsiness slowly came over him.

Bam!

All of a sudden, someone pushed open the door to his room, and the magic lights switched on. Meng Lei turned over to see Abbe opening the door and walking in.

"Abbe?"

Meng Lei was rather confused.

Although the two of them were housemates, one lived upstairs while the other lived downstairs. They had never spoken to each other, let alone visit each other.

Why was Abbe there out of the blue?

Abbe stared at the gold coins that filled up the room with a stunned expression. Even with his usual cold, aloof poker face, he was almost blinded by the golden light in the entire room.

Meng Lei has a special hobby like this? It's hard for one to know another's true nature even after knowing them for a long time, indeed!

"Haha, I earned a small sum of money recently." Meng Lei scratched the back of his head and explained with an embarrassed smile, "I wanted to try how it feels to sleep in a pile of gold... Haha, I'm sure you know what I mean."

"You're more like a Colossal Dragon than a Colossal Dragon itself!"

Abbe's lip corner spasmed a couple of times in response before he resumed his usual cold and aloof poker face. His eyes bore into Meng Lei with a complex look within them,

"What's the matter, Abbe?" Meng Lei was utterly bewildered by how Abbe was staring at him, and he remarked, "You're behaving rather weirdly today."

Abbe didn't reply but merely gazed at Meng Lei quietly. A long while later, he abruptly turned around and walked toward the door. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped again.

"I'm leaving, Meng Lei. If I can... If there's a chance to in the future, we'll meet again in the empire's capital."

Then, he left without even looking back.

"What's going on?"

Meng Lei was unable to make head or tail of his words. By the time he came to his senses, Abbe had already left.

"Abbe! Where are you going?"

Meng Lei hurriedly chased after him, only to realize that Abbe had long since disappeared. His spiritual power spread upstairs, but there was no one there.

He dialed Abbe's code on the magic communication device, but to no avail.

Abbe had vanished into thin air!

"What the heck is he doing?"

As he stood in the empty living room, Meng Lei became more and more bewildered. They didn't even exchange a word usually, yet Abbe had suddenly uttered such confusing words that didn't make any sense today. What was that supposed to mean?

Meng Lei couldn't sleep that night.

Ever since he had mastered meditation, he barely slept anymore. However, whenever he did sleep once in a while, he always slept especially soundly.

However, tonight was a rare occasion where he couldn't get to sleep.

The moment he closed his eyes, his mind would be totally taken over by Abbe. In particular, those eyes of his that shone with an unusual glow kept coming back and surfacing in his mind, causing Meng Lei to toss about in annoyance and restlessness.

Early in the morning the next day, Meng Lei went to the library as per usual. On the way there, to his surprise, he noticed several unfamiliar-looking figures. They were big and burly, wore suits of armor, and held all sorts of weapons...

Warriors... Warriors had shown up in the academy. And not in small numbers, either.

This caused the students to speculate wildly as they gesticulated at them. They spoke about things like a big competition among the empire's elites and so on, which greatly puzzled Meng Lei, though he didn't take their words seriously.

Be it Warriors or a competition among the elites, none of these had anything to do with him.

His top priority at the moment was to study Dragon-Language Magic. Thereafter, he would leave the academy to embark on an adventure to comprehend the universe's momentum while hunting high-grade Magical Beasts to earn more money at the same time.

The matters in the academy could no longer pique his interest.

"The Green Dragon is a Wood-Elemental Colossal Dragon. Although its body is weaker than Colossal Dragons of other elements, the Wood-Elemental Dragon is a master of two types of magic—wood-elemental Dragon-Language Magic and poison magic.

"Wood-elemental Dragon-Language Magic is capable of commanding all plants in the world and controlling plant growth. This has led to the Green Dragon also becoming known as the Plant Manipulator, and it is a notch stronger than even the Fairies' flower spirits.

"Poison magic..."

He had taken five days to study thunder-elemental Dragon-Language Magic and another five days for earth-elemental Dragon-Language Magic.

This was his eleventh day at the library, and Meng Lei began to study wood-elemental Dragon-Language Magic. Despite the fact that he had gained wood-elemental magic talent the latest, his cultivation speed for it was exceptionally quick.

One reason for this was his powerful spiritual power. Since he was building on top of an advantage, be it his accumulation of wood-elemental magic power or his study of wood-elemental spells, his speed was astonishingly fast for both.

The other reason was the Golden Leaf.

The Golden Leaf had occupied a spot in his sea of consciousness and was constantly absorbing Wood Elements in the universe every moment. As a result, Meng Lei was just like a magnet, accumulating wood-elemental magic power at a shocking speed.

Due to these reasons, it was hard for him to cultivate wood-elemental magic at a slow speed even if he wanted to!

Just as Meng Lei was immersed in the profound wonder of wood-elemental Dragon-Language Magic, his magic communication device suddenly rang.

Meng Lei's brows furrowed slightly. He took out the communication device to see that it was actually Mr. Dirk that was calling. He muttered, "How strange. Why is Mr. Dirk looking for me?"

Puzzled, Meng Lei picked up the call.

"Meng Lei, I heard that you've been cooping yourself up in the library every day recently. How's your mastery of Dragon-Language Magic?" Mr. Dirk asked merrily.

"Not bad. My rewards are great," Meng Lei replied honestly.

"Your talent is practically insane!" Mr. Dirk couldn't help but sigh in approval. Then, he went on to business and said, "Meng Lei, there's something I need to inform you on in advance. You must be mentally prepared for it."

"Huh?"

A look of confusion came over Meng Lei's features.

"The inter-academy competition to strengthen friendly ties among the academies is starting soon. President Fred has personally selected you as the captain to represent us, the Fire Dragon Magic Academy, in the competition this year."

"Inter-academy competition?"

Meng Lei blanked out for a moment, and then, he recalled the Warriors on the school campus.

Mr. Dirk explained, "The inter-academy competition's full name is known as the 'Empire-wide Inter-Academy Exchange Competition of The Elites', and it's held once every four years.

"All participating contestants are chosen from the Dragon God Empire academies' current student body. They must be 30 years old or below, and both Warriors and Magicians are eligible to enter.

"Apart from attractive prizes, all students that show excellent performance will also win great honor and glory for their academies.

"There's even word on the street that the prizes this year include a slot to enter the empire's sanctum of blessings!

"Therefore, the president and other academy leaders have placed great importance on this year's inter-academy competition. The president has even specified during the meeting this morning that you are to participate."

At this point, Mr. Dirk asked, "Meng Lei, do you have any other questions?"

"The Empire-wide Inter-Academy Exchange Competition of The Elites..."

Meng Lei was rather troubled. He said, "Mr. Dirk, as a member of the academy, I am obliged to represent the academy to participate in the inter-academy exchange competition... But aren't we kinda bullying others if I join?"

"Uh..."

Mr. Dirk was taken aback for a moment before he subsequently burst into silent laughter. "Are you concerned that there's... Cough, no real challenge in the competition, Meng Lei?"

"Yeah, that's more or less what I mean."

Meng Lei nodded repeatedly. He didn't dislike competitions like these since he could take the opportunity to broaden his horizons and pick up a few attributes, spells, bloodlines, and whatnot to enrich his arsenal of weapons.

However, if they were asking him to fight with a bunch of kids, then that would be rather meaningless. Besides, it would feel somewhat like he was bullying young children.

"If it's about that, then there's no need for you to worry at all!"

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Chapter 125: Intense Competition, Posturing Fatty

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"If it's about that, then there's no need for you to worry at all."

Mr. Dirk shook his head with a laugh and went on. "The exchange competition's prizes are much more attractive than what you can imagine, and they will attract hordes of experts.

"Because of this, apart from current students, there are actually a larger number of contestants that aren't from the academies. They join the academies in name just to obtain competition eligibility.

"Additionally, there are many seniors that should have graduated simply refuse to do so, and they stay in the academy to pursue their studies for several years, all for the sake of obtaining competition eligibility, too."

"You can actually do that?" Meng Lei was a little startled at what he heard. "In that case, aren't current students like us at a huge disadvantage?"

"Yes, but there's nothing to be done about that. The prizes are simply too attractive." Mr. Dirk shook his head and added, "Frankly speaking, if it wasn't because my age doesn't fulfill the requirements, even I would want to register for and join the exchange competition. How unfair. This is simply too unfair!"

Meng Lei was rendered completely speechless. Was this really an inter-academy exchange competition? Even the experts in the community were rushing all the way here to join the competition.

"It can't be helped. The current students tend to be very young, and it is common for most of them to be comparatively weaker. This leads to a severe lack in showmanship quality to the exchange competition, and the level of competitiveness in the competition also becomes very low as a result."

Mr. Dirk explained with a smile, "Therefore, they can only relax the competition requirements and allow more experts to participate.

"However, there's ultimately still a 30-year-old age limit. Otherwise, it's possible that even some of the shameless old antiques would show up. The competition won't be able to go on anymore that way."

"Alright, I see."

Meng Lei shook his head and then asked, "When does the exchange competition start, Mr. Dirk? Where is it held, and what do I need to do?"

"The competition officially starts half a month later, and it's held at the Imperial City. However, before you go to the Imperial City, we, the Fire Dragon Kingdom, will first conduct a preliminary round of filtering—in other words, the qualifying round."

Mr. Dirk explained, "The exchange competition stipulates that each kingdom holds only 50 competition spots, and the contestants for these 50 spots will be selected via the qualifying round."

"Only 50 spots per kingdom?"

This dumbfounded Meng Lei.

There were over 70 academies in Fire Dragon Kingdom's capital city alone. After adding up all the academies in the whole kingdom, the number of current students far exceeded 100,000, not to mention that there would even be experts from the community.

Yet there were only a total of 50 spots despite there being so many contestants?

The competition sure was tough.

"In that case, I'll have to join the qualifying round first?" asked Meng Lei as he raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, that's right."

Mr. Dirk replied with a light nod, "The one-week qualifying round will start in two days. After that, the selected winners will head to the Imperial Capital on the tenth day to represent the Fire Dragon Kingdom in the exchange competition."

"Alright, I got it!" Meng Lei nodded slightly.

"Meng Lei, Douglas Magic Academy is in charge of hosting the qualifying round this year. Don't forget to attend it two days later."

"Got it, Mr. Dirk."

After hanging up, Meng Lei continued his study of wood-elemental Dragon-Language Magic, striving to master it and get it down within two days.

Early in the morning, two days later, Meng Lei woke up and left his condominium after he was done packing his things.

He had only just walked out of the condominium when he bumped into Fatty Hart and Daniel right away. The two of them were in high spirits and all pumped up.

Fatty Hart chuckled and said, "Old bro, you'll be the champion of the qualifying round for sure. We offer you our congratulations in advance!"

"Here's hoping things will go like what you've said," Meng Lei replied with a smile.

Then, with a wave of his arm, he let out the magic carpet and said with a smile, "Let's head there together."

"Seriously, old bro, riding an old and tattered flying carpet when you're already a billionaire? Aren't you concerned that it'll cramp your style?" Fatty Hart remarked as he looked at the magic carpet in disdain.

Then, with a grand wave of his arm, he let out a shiny golden magic flying carriage. It bore a striking resemblance to a magnificent falcon, except with a dragon head and was covered all over in golden dragon scales.

There were only four words to describe it—crazy cool, mighty, and domineering!

Fatty Hart tossed his long hair and said awfully coyly, "Let's go. We can take my vehicle instead!"

"What the heck? Isn't this the latest version of the collector's edition of Dragon-Falcon magic carriages? One costs over five million gold coins, you know! Where did you get that from, Fatty?"

Stunned by the golden vehicle's sudden appearance, Daniel couldn't stop gasping in shock.

"Haha! I had a small windfall recently thanks to old bro!" Fatty Hart looked awfully smug. "Hehe, you know what I mean."

"You've used up all of the red packets I gave you to buy the carriage," Meng Lei exclaimed as he looked at Fatty Hart.

He had given Fatty Hart a few red packets, and they had added up to two to three million gold coins.

He had already spent them all!?

"Haha, I, Fatty, have no worries about food or clothing, but what I do lack is a high-end vehicle that matches my status. Frankly speaking, I've been eying my old man's carriage for a very long time now."

A snickering Fatty Hart went on. "I've wanted to steal it and bring it out all this time. Alas, my old man keeps too tight of a watch over it, so I didn't have a chance at all. Therefore, I secretly swore to myself that I must buy a vehicle that's even cooler than his for sure someday. And now, my wish has finally come true. I'm so happy!"

"You wastrel!"

A corner of Meng Lei's lips spasmed in response.

"Haha, let's go!"

Fatty Hart pulled open the carriage door and said, "Today is the day that old bro's gonna go on a rampage. You have to ride a presentable vehicle for sure! Only then will it match up to old bro's status!

"Hop on, old bro!"

The five-million-gold-coin magic carriage was naturally incredibly flashy. They had only just risen into the air when it attracted several astonished, envious gazes.

Yet Fatty Hart the dummy, still chose to show off on purpose, insisting on circling leisurely around the campus. He even moved at an awfully slow pace, attracting countless envious and jealous exclamations.

Fatty Hart's vanity was greatly satisfied upon hearing all the screams and exclamations. Only then did he leave the academy, fully content with his achievements.

And then... He started to show off again.

He drove slowly in crowded places and moved quickly in sparsely-populated areas.

That smug look of his gave Meng Lei a serious itch to beat someone up. "Fatty, at the speed you're driving at, we won't be able to reach Douglas Magic Academy even by next year!"

"Hehe!" Fatty Hart gave him an embarrassed smile and immediately pulled the control lever. The magic carriage instantly sped up, turning into a stream of light that flew outward. In less than ten minutes, they arrived at Douglas Magic Academy.

"You've actually somehow dragged on a few minutes' journey into an hour..." Meng Lei griped after casting a glance at his pocket watch. "Seriously, Fatty!"

Douglas Magic Academy was already packed with a sea of people by now. Several long queues snaked in front of the academy entrance, causing Meng Lei to be rather troubled. "With that many people here, when are we going to have to queue till?"

However, Fatty Hart replied, "Old bro, look at the banner above. There's an exclusive passageway for contestants like you guys."

Meng Lei hurriedly looked over. True enough, he noticed a few banners hanging at the academy entrance, among which, one featured a few large, gold-gilded words—"Contestants, please enter via the exclusive passageway at the side door!"

The rest of the banner displayed other information, such as the number of gold coins external parties needed to pay in order to enter the academy to watch the battles, directions after entering the academy, the seating layout, and so on.

"What the heck? The fee to watch the matches actually goes as high as 2,000 gold coins!?"

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Chapter 126: Gravitational Space, Free-For-All Arena Battle

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The quadrennial inter-academy exchange competition was a large event that shook the entire Dragon God Empire. Innumerable academies, geniuses, and experts took part in it, while innumerable nobles, vendors, and commoners were attracted to it.

The amount of attention it received far exceeded that of the World Cup on Earth. One could tell a thing or two about this from just the qualifying round today.

The place was swamped with a sea of people, the spectacle magnificent and unprecedented. Even a spectator fee as high as 2,000 gold coins couldn't stop the passionate crowd.

"2,000 gold coins per person! Aren't they going to earn quite a few hundred million after a day's work?"

Meng Lei shook his head repeatedly. He had only managed to earn a few billion gold coins after fighting so desperately, yet Douglas Magic Academy had it so easy, earning a few hundred million gold coins just by doing nothing?

"Comparing myself to others only creates unwanted frustrations, indeed."

Then, after bidding farewell to Fatty Hart and Daniel, Meng Lei headed toward the passageway exclusive to the contestants' use.

Compared to the massive horde of spectators, there were a much smaller number of contestants. Meng Lei entered the Douglas Magic Academy and arrived at the registration area.

There were a fair number of contestants waiting in line to register for the competition, but a large majority of them were big, burly, and muscular Warriors.

In comparison, there were much fewer Magicians. They didn't make up even 10% of the Warriors' numbers—no, not even 5%.

"Hello. Please present your magic badge."

"Here you go." Meng Lei passed his magic badge to them.

The student in charge of registration received the badge from him, placed it on a magic device similar to a "card reader", and swiped the badge lightly on it. A couple of beeps later, Meng Lei's identity data was displayed.

A magic badge was similar to the student ID and citizen ID on Earth, and contained within was all of the badge owner's identity data, such as their name, age, academy...

"Meng Lei, 16 years old, Fire... Eh? You're Meng Lei!?"

The student in charge of registration let out an exclamation and stared at Meng Lei in pleasant surprise. Those white-hot, blazing eyes of his were as though he had just seen his idol, and his excitement and fervency were visibly obvious.

His exclamation was rather loud, causing all the contestants waiting in line for registration to look over, and their eyes fell on Meng Lei as one.

"Do you know me?" Meng Lei was a little taken aback.

"I do, I do!" The student nodded incessantly; his speech already somewhat incoherent. "Who doesn't know of Meng Lei in this whole capital city? You're the youngest Ninth-Grade Great Magician ever in Fire Dragon Kingdom's history, and you're also the hero that drove back the ant tide! How can I possibly not know of you?"

"Alright, the news does spread pretty fast," Meng Lei replied with a smile.

"So that's Meng Lei? He's so young!"

"I didn't expect even Meng Lei to be here. I hope I don't run into him during the qualifying round. Otherwise, I'll be out of luck!"

"Who's Meng Lei? Is he very impressive?"

"What the heck! You don't even know who Meng Lei is..."

The contestants waiting for registration started to whisper among themselves as they gesticulated at him.

Meng Lei was undoubtedly the person basking in the biggest limelight in the capital city during this recent time. He had become a Ninth-Grade Great Magician before 16 years of age and had even driven back the ant tide all by himself. Just how astonishingly talented was he?

Because of this, he had also become known as the youngest Ninth-Grade Great Magician with the fastest cultivation speed and shortest cultivation period ever in Fire Dragon Kingdom's history.

How high of a glory was it to own three different records?

For a moment there, all the contestants looked at Meng Lei with very complex emotions in their eyes. Some had grave expressions on their faces, some scoffed contemptuously, some were filled with envy, and some brimmed with the will to fight...

Meng Lei! He would be a tough enemy for sure!

Meng Lei was surprisingly calm and collected despite being stared at by so many people, however. Had it been back when he had first arrived in Heaven's Vault Continent, he might have felt uncomfortable, perhaps even restless and uneasy, but now... It was no different from a breeze caressing his face, and he was unfazed!

"The registration is complete, Meng Lei!"

"Thanks!"

Meng Lei then left the registration area. He followed the signs and landmarks the whole way and came to the front of a tall, straight, and grand palace.

The palace had two entrances, one on the left and one on the right.

In the middle stood a signboard that read, "Warriors are to enter by the left entrance while Magicians are to enter by the right entrance. Herein lies the first round of elimination where basic battle capabilities will be evaluated.

"Only experts that are Seventh-Grade and above are allowed to pass. Those below Seventh-Grade... Proceed with caution! Otherwise, your lives may be in jeopardy!"

"Seventh-Grade? Your lives may be in jeopardy?"

Meng Lei raised his eyebrow, a little surprised.

Although the Seventh-Grade level didn't seem that powerful, it was already no longer a level that current students could attain. Just this round alone would eliminate almost all of the current students... With the exception of geniuses like him, of course.

"Seventh-Grade at the minimum!"

Several contestants had rather awkward looks on their faces. Right at that moment, someone suddenly charged out of the left entrance.

It was as though the person had been thrown out. He fell onto his bottom on the floor, his chest heaving up and down intensely as he panted heavily and gulped for air.

Perspiration drenched his whole body, and he couldn't look any more pathetic.

"What's going on?"

"He couldn't pass?"

The contestants speculated as they stared at him. A muscular man holding a giant axe even stepped forward and asked in concern, "Old bro, what happened to you? Why are you in such a state?"

The man let out a wry laugh, and then he said with lingering fear, "A gravitational space! It's a gravitational space inside! Those that aren't strong enough do proceed with caution!"

"A gravitational space?"

Everyone's countenances changed a little.

"After I entered, the deeper I went, the stronger the gravitational pull became. By the time I was halfway through, my whole body felt oddly and incredibly heavy. Even my bones were close to breaking from the force. Left with no other choice, I could only retreat back out here!"

"Is it that scary?!"

The muscular man with the giant axe asked, "Old bro, how strong are you?"

"High-level Sixth-Grade!"

"A high-level Sixth-Grader could only reach the halfway mark?"

Upon hearing what he said, the contestants started to get cold feet. The man had only managed to reach the halfway mark, and many of them weren't that much stronger than him...

"A gravitational space..."

Meng Lei suddenly realized something, and he remarked, "So this round really is evaluating one's basic battle capabilities."

What was a Warrior's basic foundation? Their physical body constitution, of course!

By using gravitational pull as a means of evaluation, the ones with a strong body would pass while the ones with a weak body would be eliminated.

This was an evaluation that tested one's absolute strength. There was no way to muddle through it at all.

I've never experienced a gravitational space before, though!

Meng Lei's eyes swiveled around, and he entered the entrance on the left.

"Uh..."

"Isn't he a Magician? Why did he go through the Warriors' entrance?"

Meng Lei's choice filled the contestants, who constantly had their eyes on him, with utter confusion. Why was a Magician like him going through the Warriors' entrance instead of the Magicians'? What the heck was he trying to do?!

The so-called gravitational space looked like an enclosed corridor, yet also like a tunnel. Gravitational magic circles were engraved on the floor, walls, and ceiling, and they constantly exerted a gravitational pull.

Meng Lei sensed his body becoming heavy and weighted down after he entered the place, as if invisible shackles had been placed on him—it was the gravitational pull!

A gravitational pull that reached every nook and cranny!

However, this bit of gravitational pull was nothing to Meng Lei, of course. He sauntered about leisurely as if he was taking a stroll and advanced forward.

Then, completely unaffected, he walked out of the gravitational space in one go and passed the so-called elimination round.

Right after that, he arrived at an arena-like area. In front of him was a fighting ring several meters above the ground, and around it were rows and rows of spectators.

This scene looked awfully familiar to the eye—this was exactly what it looked like back when he had been participating in the Flame Arena battles!

"Why am I all the way here at an arena?"

Meng Lei was rather bewildered.

The audience in the benches weren't, however. They looked at Meng Lei at once, their eyes twinkling with excitement and anticipation.

"The 100th one is here!"

"Haha! The 100th one is here!"

"We've finally reached 100 people now. Hurry and start the competition!"

"What's going on?" Meng Lei found himself rather baffled. "What do they mean by the 100th one?"

"That contestant over there!"

Just as Meng Lei was in total confusion, a staff member ran over quickly and said, "Sir, you're the 100th contestant to pass the elimination round. Please, go up the fighting ring immediately and get ready for the arena battle that'll be starting right away..."

It was only when he heard the staff member's explanation that Meng Lei finally understood what was going on.

What came after the elimination round was the arena battle. However, the arena battle wasn't a one-on-one showdown but a 100-man free-for-all arena battle!

It was an intense free-for-all close-quarters battle with 100 contestants in a group and would go on until only ten people remained in the arena.

These ten people would then enter the next round.

Meng Lei was unfortunately the 100th person to pass the elimination round. Therefore, he needed to take part in the free-for-all battle right away without being given even a bit of time to rest.

"A free-for-all arena battle? Who came up with the goddamn idea?"

Meng Lei was rendered rather speechless, though he went up the battle arena nonetheless. Meng Lei sensed the other 99 contestants' hostile gazes in an instant.

A 100-man free-for-all that would leave behind only ten people in the end. Everyone was an enemy!

"Dear guests and audience! Good morning, everyone! Welcome to the qualifying round of this year's inter-academy exchange competition! I am your host for today, Jim!"

A middle-aged Dragon Person dressed in a magic robe went up the arena and began a short and concise but passionate and fervent pre-competition speech.

He then went on to explain the free-for-all's rules—though there weren't actually any, despite calling it so. There was only one key point—"Do everything you can to stay in the arena!"

Be it being a coward and staying low-profile or crushing others in a dominating show of power, as long as they could stay in the arena, then victory would be theirs!

A competition mechanism like this was evidently unfair, especially toward contestants that were the last to pass the basic evaluation like Meng Lei.

Additionally, it was full of loopholes. Things like acquaintances grouping together, weaker contestants teaming up, experts being ganged up upon, and so on... Various situations like these could happen, and it highly likely would lead to a situation where the ones remaining on the arena in the end wouldn't necessarily be the strongest.

There was nothing to be done about this, however—these were the rules.

In this clearly-hierarchic society that revered the strong, the concept of fairness had never once existed.

"I hereby declare that the first arena battle of the qualifying round officially starts now!"

Boom!

The moment the host finished speaking, the entire venue instantly quietened, and innumerable pairs of eyes flicked toward the arena.

The arena that had originally been quiet... erupted into a mad frenzy!

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Chapter 127: Brilliant Dragon Might, Bombing The Arena Again

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

99 contestants simultaneously started to move!

Some charged brazenly toward the contestants nearest to them, some retreated out of the battle zone immediately, some formed directly into small groups...

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The area outside the fighting ring also turned incredibly chaotic in no time. As the ferocious battle broke out and demons and monsters entered a dance of madness, the passion that the audience had accumulated over the last four years also fully erupted in this instant, and they started to scream and howl fervently.

"Come on, Allen! Kill those bastards!"

"Victory is yours, Jarvis!"

"Look out to your left! The left, you idiot..."

"Brat, this place isn't somewhere that you should be!" A big, burly, and muscular man pounced toward Meng Lei with a ferocious look in his eyes and a savage look on his face. "Daddy will send you home now!"

One must always pick those weaker than themselves when bullying others. This was a logic that everyone understood.

Meng Lei looked young and immature, so he must be a weakling for sure. The muscular man had set his sights on him a long time ago. As such, the moment the battle started, he had charged over the first moment he got.

Meng Lei stood still and motionless, allowing the muscular man to charge toward him all he wanted. In the instant right before the muscular man reached him, he turned slightly to the side and easily evaded his attack. Then, his left hand went smacking outward with the momentum.

Boom!

As if a speeding train had crashed into him, the muscular man was thrown out in an instant, and he flew right out of the ring.

"What's going on?"

The muscular man got off the floor and climbed onto his feet. He stared at the big, tall ring in a daze, and then at the spot where he was standing, a look of stupefaction all over his visage.

"How did I freaking land down here?"

"Amos, you idiot!"

A furious roar reached his ears from the back. The muscular man turned around to see a fat woman with a plump, stout figure and a face full of flesh glaring viciously at him with great difficulty. Her countenance was savage.

"H-honey!" A shiver went through the muscular man.

"Amos! You useless imbecile, idiot, good-for-nothing, piece of trash... I only got you a spot after spending 1,000,000 gold coins, yet you've wasted it just like that?"

The fatty flesh on the obese woman quivered as she said, "I'm going to skin you after we get home today and give you a taste of the 18 torture methods1..."

"Honey, I—"

The muscular man was as pale as a sheet, and he shook like a leaf.

"That guy..."

Meng Lei had overheard the fat woman and the muscular man's entire conversation. Aside from finding it funny, he didn't feel an ounce of compassion for him at all.

Of all people, why must he target him?

He could only blame himself for being unlucky.

Whoosh!

At this point, the sharp sound of something slicing through the air suddenly rang out beside his ear. Meng Lei raised an eyebrow and turned his head to the side slightly. A flying dagger gleaming with a chilly glint flew right by his ear.

"A sneak attack?"

Meng Lei turned around leisurely to see a small, skinny figure wrapped in black clothes about three meters behind him.

Both his head and neck were solidly wrapped, and only a pair of cold, emotionless eyes was left exposed.

"How can this be?"

However, there was a hint of shock in that pair of eyes at that moment. "You've actually dodged my flying dagger despite there being only such a short distance between the two of us? And when you even had your back to me?"

Meng Lei abruptly showed up right in front of the small, skinny figure. As their eyes met, he whispered in a low voice, "The entire ring is shrouded in my spiritual power. Ambushing me? What a joke!"

"What?!"

The small, skinny figure was greatly astounded. Then, he felt an intense, severe pain coming from his abdomen. He lowered his head to see that Meng Lei's fist had landed squarely against his abdomen.

Boom!

A surging, great force assailed him, and the small, skinny figure turned directly into a launched cannonball and flew right out of the ring.

"That's a mid-level eighth-grade assassin." Meng Lei secretly sighed inwardly. "He's no weakling. It's just a shame that he ran into me."

Meng Lei looked toward the others—the free-for-all was still ongoing.

Aside from the two that he had blasted off the ring, the other contestants had also reaped their own respective rewards. A contestant was eliminated every two seconds, and the number of contestants in the ring decreased at a rapid rate.

, 80, 70, 60...

Five minutes later, only over 20 people remained in the ring. The situation gradually became clear—aside from Meng Lei and a few other experts, everyone else was in small teams.

As the saying went, "A fence needs the support of three stakes, and an able fellow needs the help of three other people."

In a free-for-all arena battle like this, even a small team comprising only three people would hold an extremely big advantage over others and benefit greatly, let alone when many of the small teams seemed to have come prepared.

There were as many as five to six people in the teams, and one of them even went up to as many as ten members.

A ten-man team! There was no need for a further explanation behind the meaning of the team!

"Victory will be ours, Team Fighting Dragon's!"

That's right, Team Fighting Dragon was the ten-man team. Not only did they coordinate well with each other, but they were adept at both offense and defense, swiftly cutting down the rest of the contestants like a ferocious tiger that had emerged from the mountains.

Boom!

Team Fighting Dragon eliminated a five-man team.

Boom!

Another solo expert was blasted off the ring by Team Fighting Dragon.

Boom!

In the twinkling of an eye, aside from Team Fighting Dragon, only Meng Lei, another Magician, and a six-man team remained in the ring.

"Wipe them out!"

Team Fighting Dragon turned around and charged toward the six-man team. Under the current circumstances, the six-man team posed the biggest threat. As long as they could wipe out the six-man team, Meng Lei and the other Magician didn't pose a threat to them at all.

"The two sirs there. Let's join hands and wipe out Team Fighting Dragon!"

Upon sensing the great threat, the six-man team hastily tried to recruit Meng Lei and the other Magician. "As long as we join hands and finish off Team Fighting Dragon, we'll win!"

"That's right! There's only eight of us in total..."

A glint flashed across the Magician's eyes, and he instantly agreed to the six-man team's suggestion and formed an alliance with them.

Meng Lei, on the other hand, was taken aback for a moment there. "Form an alliance?"

"Let's finish off that fellow first. I've taken notice of him for a very long while now."

"He's very strong. We mustn't allow them to form an alliance. Otherwise, things will become very troublesome."

At the sight of this, Team Fighting Dragon temporarily looked away from the six-man team and targeted Meng Lei instead. Then, they charged directly toward him.

Team Fighting Dragon was made up of ten Dragon People. They had either a pair of horns on their heads, Dragon scales on their faces, or a Dragon tail at their bottoms...

The ten Dragon People were strong and powerful, and their performance in the ring just now had directly conquered countless spectators' hearts. At the sight of them charging toward Meng Lei, the audience broke into screams and cheers, shouting and rooting for them.

"Go for it! Go for it, Team Fighting Dragon!"

"Finish him off! Victory is yours!"

"I love you, Team Fighting Dragon..."

Boom!

As though ten T-rexes, Team Fighting Dragon came crushing toward Meng Lei with an aura capable of ripping everything into shreds. "Kid, if you know what's good for you, then get the hell off the ring yourself, lest we end up having to dirty our hands!"

"Bastard! Serves you right!"

The muscular man, the small, skinny figure, and others that Meng Lei had thrown out of the ring just now were overjoyed at the sight of this. Delight flashed across their eyes, seemingly already witnessing the scene of Meng Lei being beaten into a pulp and thrown off the ring.

"To think there are actually people looking down on me!"

Meng Lei was as calm and collected as always. As he gazed at Team Fighting Dragon coming toward him with a crushing momentum, his right hand grabbed upward toward the sky, and all the Thunder Elements within 1,000 meters converged madly.

In a mere instant, a silver, savage-looking monster revealed itself and floated above the fighting ring.

"A t-thunder dragon?"

All the spectators gasped, their cheers abruptly dying down.

Team Fighting Dragon also raised their heads, only to see a Colossal Dragon with a wingspan of over 1,000 meters and wholly formed by lightning manifesting above their heads.

Its empty, vacant eyes bore coldly into them, and its brutal, raging might engulfed the entire venue. Despite standing a great distance away, Team Fighting Dragon could still feel the thunder dragon's fearsomeness, nevertheless.

In a split second, everyone in Team Fighting Dragon swallowed hard, cold sweat trickling down their backs as a thought welled up within them, "Should it strike me, wouldn't I be a total goner?"

Howl!

The thought had only just occurred to them when the thunder dragon suspended above them suddenly let out a loud, sonorous dragon roar. Then, it flapped its wings and swooped down headfirst.

Boom!

The arena exploded in an instant!

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Chapter 128: The Last Day, The King Watches The Battle

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The 1,000-feet-long thunder dragon crashed downward with a great boom. Amid earth-shattering sounds of explosion, raging lightning instantly covered the whole fighting ring.

Electric currents wreaked havoc as smoke billowed and rose.

All the spectators in the venue felt a violent tremor go through the entire arena. There was ringing in their ears, and they experienced temporary deafness.

Crackle, crackle!

The electric currents running rampant gradually dispersed and revealed the covered fighting ring, rendering everyone flabbergasted at once.

The fighting ring that reached several meters tall had disappeared. What replaced it was a black, charred chasm, and Meng Lei was standing right at the edge.

Team Fighting Dragon and everyone else in the fighting ring had disappeared, whereas over ten black, charred "wooden blocks" laid quietly at the bottom of the chasm.

Well, they could just be called wooden blocks for now—because they were pitch-black all over and bore a striking resemblance to charred wooden blocks.

"H-how did this happen?"

"Where did the ring go?"

"Where's Team Fighting Dragon?"

"What grade of magic was that thunder dragon just now? Why is it so terrifying that even the fighting ring has been blasted into oblivion?"

"That's the Ninth-Grade Spell... Raging Thunder Dragon!"

"What!?"

"A ninth-grade spell!?"

"Hiss!"

The spectators involuntarily sucked in breaths of chilly air. "No wonder it was so terrifying... To think it's actually a ninth-grade spell!"

"That teenager is a Ninth-Grade Great Magician?"

"A great Ninth-Grade Magician? How can that be?"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The audience's eyes landed on Meng Lei in tandem, astoundment, incredulity, and disbelief within them.

There were quite a fair number of Ninth-Grade Great Magicians in the kingdom, but most of the ninth-grade experts were already very advanced in age.

A Ninth-Grade Great Magician as young as Meng Lei was practically unheard of... No, it wasn't unheard of! In fact, they had heard of one recently!

"Meng Lei?"

"Could he be Meng Lei?"

Someone among the audience let out a shout. The whole place went into a great furor in an instant, and everyone's eyes widened and bore into the teenager standing at the edge of the chasm, their eyes full of fervent passion and astoundment.

"16 years old!"

"A Ninth-Grade Great Magician!"

"The number one genius in all of Fire Dragon Kingdom's history!"

"Meng Lei!"

"That's Meng Lei!"

"Meng Lei!"

"Meng Lei!"

"Meng Lei!"

The whole venue broke into massive cheers, and innumerable people shouted Meng Lei's name loudly.

Fervency!

Idolization!

Excitement!

In particular, the look in some noblewomen, debutantes, and wealthy young ladies' eyes were overt and openly ravenous, as if wishing that they could devour Meng Lei.

As for the ten-odd wooden blocks lying at the bottom of the chasm, no one cared about them at all.

"Am I that famous now?" Meng Lei wondered as he took a look at the fervent audience.

Then, inspiration suddenly struck him. "Those celebrities in my past life earned money like they were just picking cash off the ground. I wonder if I can emulate them?"

No matter how famous he was or how many worshippers he had, if they couldn't be turned into actual, practical gold coins, then all of it was nothing but empty titles.

"This is a pretty good money-making idea. I can discuss this a little with Fatty and see whether or not I can earn some endorsement fees or something..."

Just as Meng Lei was silently making plans mentally, Jim, the host, hurried over and looked at him with a complex look on his face.

"Mr. Host, have I passed the test?" asked Meng Lei passively.

"Of course! It's just that..."

Jim pointed at the ten-odd wooden blocks at the bottom of the chasm with a wry smile. Ten people were supposed to remain in the 100-man free-for-all, but Meng Lei was the only one standing now.

Well, alright, it wasn't as if a situation like this hadn't occurred in the past, right? But the problem now was that there were ten Dragon People among the ten-odd people that Meng Lei had finished off.

One must understand that these ten Dragon People came from eminent backgrounds. Although there was a liability waiver on fatalities in the qualifying round, now that they had died here today, the people backing them up would never let the matter rest.

"Don't worry, they are still alive."

However, what the host didn't expect was Meng Lei shaking his head and saying with a smile, "They've just passed out, that's all. You can wake them up just by pissing on them."

"Really?"

"Of course!"

After the battle ended, Meng Lei left the arena directly. Only arena free-for-alls were scheduled for the next two days.

One could only advance to the next round after the arena free-for-alls.

In other words, Meng Lei had the following two days to rest. He was thinking of using these couple of days to get his hands on some endorsement fees and whatnot.

Thus, Meng Lei contacted Fatty Hart and told him about his idea of making money through endorsements. Fatty Hart was utterly stupefied by what he said.

"Endorsements? What are endorsements? Food?"

Meng Lei hung up on him right away. Then, he returned to the library like the good boy he was and buried himself in his study of wood-elemental Dragon-Language Magic again, never to mention the matter of making money through endorsements ever again.

F*ck!

To think there actually isn't the idea of celebrity endorsements in Heaven's Vault Continent! Well, that's so goddamn awkward!

Meng Lei stayed in the library, closing himself off to everything happening in the outside world, but the qualifying round blazed on, nonetheless.

After two days of intense competition, the first elimination round and arena free-for-all had finally ended. A total of 412 people had successfully advanced to the next round.

As such, the second selection round began.

Compared to the deeply flawed arena free-for-all, the second round was much fairer because this particular round featured showdowns between random pairs of opponents—two-man showdowns among 412 contestants where the victor would advance to the next round while the loser would be eliminated.

Two days later, 206 contestants were left.

Another day later, 103 remained.

They had finally reached the last day of the qualifying round.

On this day, Meng Lei woke up early in the morning and rode Fatty Hart's luxurious vehicle to Douglas Magic Academy.

Fatty Hart was very excited today, and he chattered non-stop.

"Old bro, let me tell you a piece of good news. His Majesty, the king, and Her Majesty, the queen, as well as all the adult princes and princesses, will be here to watch the battle today.

"Apart from that, innumerable royalty, nobles, officials, and the wealthy, as well as the presidents of all the major academies, will also be there.

"It's no exaggeration to say that today is definitely the most ceremonious day ever since the start of the qualifying round. You'd better perform well. If any of the princesses fancies you, you'll be able to kick back and relax for the rest of your life.

"Hehe! Never mind about the other princesses, but if you can gain the fancy of the Ninth Princess, you'll strike gold..."

"Are you in heat right now?" Meng Lei rolled his eyes and asked dryly, "Do you think there's a need for me to be a social climber and attain the peak of my life by conquering a princess?"

"Uh..."

Fatty Hart was stupefied for a moment before he replied sheepishly, "That's true! Old bro has already become a Ninth-Grade Great Magician before he's even 16 years old. You'll definitely attain Saint Domain realm in the future, and your future is limitless..."

As they engaged in idle and nonsensical chat the whole way, they finally reached Douglas Magic Academy. The academy today was completely different from what it was like in the past.

Security within 1,000 meters of the academy was tight and brisk.

Teams of palace guards wearing golden armor were stationed every three to five steps, sealing off all the routes leading in and out of Douglas Magic Academy.

In the sky were even several handsome, magnificent-looking Dragon-Falcon Knights suspended in the air and circling around as they sealed off the air space above Douglas Magic Academy.

Douglas Magic Academy could be said to be completely surrounded on all sides at the moment—not even a fly could get past the guards!

Fatty Hart landed one kilometer away from the academy. Then, he pointed at the palace guards in front and said, "Douglas Magic Academy has been cordoned off, so I can only send you this far, old bro."

"Thanks!"

After expressing his thanks, Meng Lei asked, "Are you going to watch the battle in the academy today, Fatty?"

At his question, Fatty Hart's face fell at once, and he replied, "I would like to, but the spectator fee goes as high as 100,000 gold coins. I can't fork out that much money!"

It was already the seventh day of the qualifying round today. Even though the number of contestants was falling day by day, not only did the people's enthusiasm not wane but on the contrary, it was even rising further and further.

As a result, the spectator fee also rose higher and higher day by day.

,000 gold coins, 8,000 gold coins, 16,000 gold coins...

By today, it had finally broken the 100,000 gold coins mark!

To be honest, 100,000 gold coins weren't actually a lot. However, Fatty Hart had already spent all his savings on the luxurious vehicle, so how could he possibly still be able to fork out the huge sum of 100,000 gold coins?

"Let's go. On account of you sending me back and forth to the academy every day, I'll cover the 100,000 gold coins spectator fee."

"Really!?"

"If you're not going, then forget it!"

"I'll go! Of course I'll go! I love you, old bro!"

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