Chapter 796: Chapter 268: Third Battlefield, Ninth Grade Cang Ji_4

"Fortunately, the West District has managed to stay relatively peaceful during this time, and there’s been no sign of an attack from Qing Tu.

"But we can’t be careless; we must remain on guard against the Yangxiang Race."

Jia Weisu rambled on as they traveled.

Finally, Su Yue returned to the familiar cliffside.

"As for Cang Ji, I believe the Zhao Qi Corps will definitely defeat him.

"I’m going to start my training now, Brother Jia, you keep busy!"

Su Yue had no time to concern himself with Cang Ji’s matters.

He stood by the cliff, ready to jump directly down.

Others from Cangyuan Sixth Camp were very busy, each guarding their posts, so Su Yue didn’t bother them.

Indeed, Wei Yuan Corps had slaughtered Mao Yao City, which had infuriated the whole Yangxiang Race. Who knows what they’re planning next; we must be vigilant!

"Starting training so soon?"

Jia Weisu sighed.

Truly.

The reason Su Yue is strong is apparent.

The intensity of this training is something we veterans can barely withstand.

"Break through as soon as you can; don’t delay!"

Whoosh!

With that said, Su Yue’s body plummeted straight down the cliff.

The cold wind pierced to the bone.

...

Diligence Value +1

Diligence Value +1

Diligence Value +1

...

The familiar intense pain caused the long-dormant Diligence Value in the system to increase once more.

During his descent, Su Yue suddenly remembered something.

Scab Beast Jungle seemed to be at the Third Battlefield.

This means, if he wants to acquire the Divine Soldiers, he would have to face the grand army of Jing Niao City?

It seems a bit troublesome.

But Su Yue couldn’t be bothered with all that.

His immediate goal was to first break through to the Fourth Grade.

Uncle had mentioned that although wielding Divine Soldiers doesn’t require Grandmaster-level skills, the minimum is still Fourth Grade; otherwise, you can’t even withstand the poison gas in Scab Beast Jungle.

Su Yue already decided.

Once he successfully breaks through to the Fourth Grade, he’ll try his luck at Scab Beast Jungle.

This matter indeed seems quite troublesome.

Whoo-whoo-whoo!

The wind in his ears was sharp, like blades slicing down.

With his surge in power, the depth of Su Yue’s descent further increased.

The depths of this cliff seemed endless.

Before Su Yue’s eyes was an expanse of endless darkness, like a giant mouth waiting to swallow him whole.

"Can’t continue to sink!"

Su Yue began to feel suffocated.

It wasn’t just losing the ability to breathe; he felt intense pain in every sense, and if he continued descending, his eardrums might burst first.

Swish-swish-swish-swish!

Su Yue flicked his fingers, immediately flinging out Beast-Selecting Sinew, forming a net that held him up.

"Whew, this is my limit!

"I wonder how deep this cliff really is, and what could be at the bottom? Probably nothing; at such depths, nothing could survive!"

Su Yue murmured to himself.

Switch to Yangxiang Race state.

Diligence Value -4500

Qi Blood Value: 1946.

Switch state again.

Diligence Value -4600.

...

Available Diligence Value: 65756

1: Sleep Exemption

2: The Price of Love (Next use consumes 4700 Diligence Value)

3: Save Your Dog Life

4: Human and Ghost Differentiation

5: Sly Invisibility

6: Blind and Deaf

Qi Blood Value: 1956 Calories

...

After spending almost ten thousand Diligence Value, Su Yue directly increased his Qi Blood by 20 Calories.

He still needed 44 Calories to reach 2000 Calories.

Su Yue had his own plan this time.

He planned to train in the Yangxiang Race state for a day, then switch to human state for another day.

And his supply of elixirs was very ample.

In Yangxiang Race state, he would use human elixirs.

Conversely, in human state, he’d use Yangxiang Race’s elixirs.

This way, neither state would develop resistance to the drugs, allowing for the fastest training speed.

In fact, he had to thank the trip to Jiangyuan Country for this.

If he hadn’t reforged the Yangxiang Race’s body, Su Yue would never have used the Yangxiang Race state for training.

No choice.

The previous Yangxiang Race’s body had terrible aptitude, purely wasting elixirs.

Buzz!

Qi circled around.

Under enormous pressure, Su Yue’s 93 Qi Holes simultaneously started operating.

In an instant, the dense Spiritual Qi wove into a net, enveloping Su Yue, so that from afar, it looked like a cocoon made of Spiritual Qi.

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Third Battlefield!

Jing Niao City.

On the city walls, Cang Ji gazed at the Wet Ghost Tower on the Third Battlefield, a disdainful smile on his lips.

"Divine Elder, we’ve been rushing forward like this, sustaining quite heavy losses.

"Due to Mao Yao City’s events, the Steel Bone Race and Four-armed Race are staying hidden, the Palm Eye Race is cautious, and the Blood Boiling Race harbors deep hatred towards the Yangxiang Race.

"With Lin Dongqi guarding the Wet Ghost Tower, we have no chance for an alliance."

The Eighth Grade City Lord sighed.

Although the Elder Cangji is strong, relying on just the Yangxiang Race to oppose Lin Dongqi is very difficult.

"Hmph, just a bunch of fools, all thinking they could benefit from the Yangxiang Race.

"Mokei is the dumbest I’ve ever seen, utterly incomparable.

"Hoping for an alliance with other four races is merely a dream.

"Our Yangxiang Race could have conquered Earth, ruling over humans, and using them for cultivation. But the other races, they don’t understand what domination is; they only know senseless slaughter, without any strategy.

"In recent years, the Divine Land has been strong, causing them all to retreat and hide; I find them ridiculous."

Cang Ji sneered disdainfully.

"Divine Elder, how do you think our Yangxiang Race should establish itself? Over the years, it’s becoming increasingly difficult to conquer the Divine Land."

The City Lord sighed.

"In the current scenario, the Yangxiang Race is not fit for large-scale warfare.

"Martial Artists of the Divine Land are strong; however, it is also an opportunity for the Yangxiang Race to grow.

"By consuming the hearts of human Martial Artists, we can grow stronger. As long as the Yangxiang Race is strong enough, it can overpower the other seven races. The current Divine Land is actually a hunting ground for the Yangxiang Race, but only the strong can pass.

"Mokei’s mistake wasn’t in trying to ally with other races. It was his own lack of strength while trying to conspire; doesn’t this show his foolishness?

"If Mokei had captured some important family members of the Blood Boiling Race, and some elite disciples of the Palm Eye Race, how could Fei Xiao and Ying Mountain Ridge dare to betray us?

"Mokei... is too dumb!"

Cang Ji mocked Mokei.

"Divine Elder, it’s easy for you to say; Fei Xiao and Ying Mountain Ridge are both Ninth Grade. Mokei, at most, was a match. He dared not capture others’ family members."

The City Lord smiled bitterly.

Not to mention, Mokei dared not; in fact, Cang Ji also dared not.

You might defeat them, but couldn’t prevent them from attacking your Yangxiang Race’s family members either.

This was a balance. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Mokei lacked enough power.

"He should have learned from me—refining an Earth Martial Artist’s heart first, maybe breaking through to the pinnacle.

"Waging war against humans, what’s the use in conquering land?

"Obtaining a Ninth Grade heart is more important than anything else. Adding another pinnacle-level to the Yangxiang Race is also more important than anything!

"Their paths are wrong."

Cang Ji’s smirk was condescending.

This contempt represented his disdain for anyone.

"Divine Elder... you, you wouldn’t possibly..."

The City Lord was terrified.

"Do you think I returned to Jing Niao City just to quell this anger for the Yangxiang Race?

"Ridiculous, Mokei lost a war; why should I, Cang Ji, seek revenge?

"I merely want to acquire the demonic artifacts of the Eight Races Sacred Land, and under the guise of revenge, kill a human Ninth Grade. Maybe... I’d reach the pinnacle too."

Cang Ji shook his head.

He gazed at the dark clouds on the horizon, letting out a cold laugh.

Earth.

Wet Realm.

The Eight Races Sacred Land, blood feuds deeper than the ocean.

All nonsense.

Besides one’s own power, everything else is an illusion.

"The Divine Elder is wise!"

The City Lord hurriedly knelt.

"No more nonsense; you have contacted that Thunder Race orphan?"

Cang Ji asked.

"It’s successful, and your words have been delivered."

The City Lord nodded.

Interesting indeed.

The Thunder Race, already annihilated by the Eight Races, still left behind an orphan.

Turned out to be on Earth.

No wonder the demonic artifacts in the Eight Races Sacred Land never found any Thunder Race bloodlines.

Amusing.

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