Another week of recuperation for Lam Minh passed quickly.
For others, a week in the hospital would surely be boring, but not for Lam Minh.
His life was rich enough.
For the past week, from morning to afternoon, Quynh Nhu was always by his side, pestering him, so Lam Minh couldn't focus on farming points.
He silently cursed this girl eighteen times.
But on second thought, Lam Minh found Quynh Nhu to be rather cute.
She was a girl with a playful, sharp-tongued exterior, but inside was a warm heart that always cared for others.
He watched as Quynh Nhu gestured wildly, recounting an encounter she had with a cultivator. The story was originally dangerous and dramatic.
But when Quynh Nhu retold it, it became a comedy.
He had now broken through to the ninth layer of Body Tempering.
An important milestone for Lam Minh. Was he preparing to break through to the Qi Refining realm?
No.
What he cared about most right now was the Lucky Spin.
Last night, after farming points in the simulation, Lam Minh had broken through.
But he was in no hurry to spin the wheel.
Today, he decided that after seeing Quynh Nhu off, he would take a clean bath and light some incense to pray.
He wasn't praying for ordinary items, only for VIP ones.
His rest time was running out. His body had fully recovered today, and he was just waiting for the doctors to discharge him.
Breaking through to the ninth layer of Body Tempering made Lam Minh feel the abundant power in his body.
From initially only being able to kill 1000 soldiers before reaching his limit, to last night, Lam Minh had forcefully killed 5000 soldiers.
This just showed the power of cultivation.
But he still felt that tempering his body to the ninth realm with the Hong Hoang Dragon Seed Blood was not his limit.
Specifically:
[Cultivation]: Body Tempering Layer Nine (20000/20000 points), the host can use points to quickly temper the body.
Normally, when one's cultivation reached the ninth layer of Body Tempering, they could use their spiritual root to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and step into the Qi Refining realm.
By this logic, the system should have a realm breakthrough button.
But right now, there wasn't one, which proved that Lam Minh could still temper his body to a higher level.
Lam Minh found this very important, because when he broke through to the Qi Refining realm, his physique would be set.
He wouldn't be able to increase his physique any further.
He didn't know if it was because he was special, or because of the system's overpowered nature.
Lam Minh looked at the 100,000 accumulated points he had yet to use.
He continued to invest them one by one into his cultivation, to see if any strange changes would occur.
[Ding! The host has spent 1 attribute point on cultivation, metamorphosis is in progress.]
[Ding! The host has spent 1 attribute point on cultivation, metamorphosis is in progress.]
[Ding! The host has spent 1 attribute point on cultivation, metamorphosis is in progress.]
…
Lam Minh used a full 10,000 points, but he only received the same notification repeatedly. He didn't know what "metamorphosis" was.
What would happen after the metamorphosis? He didn't know, but it was surely something good.
His mouth was currently talking to Quynh Nhu.
But the process of adding points didn't stop.
A series of notifications echoed continuously in his head.
"Senior Sister Quynh Nhu, about the Demon Shadows, what are they really?" Lam Minh asked, taking a bite of a chicken thigh.
Quynh Nhu leaned back in her chair, her legs crossed, with the air of a big sister. "Demon Shadows, eh? You have to step into the Cultivation World to truly understand them. It's hard for me to explain. But in short, they are not good things. Just kill them on sight."
Lam Minh pondered, "I feel that they are cunning and treacherous, but I don't know anything else about them."
Quynh Nhu took a bite of chicken and replied, "They are just like us humans. The Demon Shadow exists as a kind of human nature. It is cruel, aggressive, and dares to do anything. All negative things give birth to it, like a mental demon, for example. But their numbers are truly vast. It's not like a disease, but it can spread through ideals and proselytizing."
After speaking, Quynh Nhu stood up and strode out. "Anyway, I have to go home now, it's getting late. Men and women should keep their distance."
Lam Minh waved goodbye to Quynh Nhu, and of course, a word of thanks.
The information Quynh Nhu provided opened up Lam Minh's knowledge. The Demon Shadows were truly troublesome and extremely complex.
In his heart, Lam Minh had long felt that this matter was not simple, but to avoid causing panic and fear among the people, the leaders always handled these things in secret, and there were no schools that specifically educated about the Demon Shadows.
Lam Minh felt that in the future, he and those Demon Shadows would surely clash many more times.
Lam Minh clenched his fist.
His knuckles cracked.
He was brimming with power.
But he was still not strong enough. Let alone the Demon Shadows, even the soldiers in the simulation had killed him countless times.
If he entered the Cultivation World with his current strength, he would surely die. In his previous life, he had only scratched the surface of the Cultivation World. But in this life, he would make himself strong enough to venture into it.
The Cultivation World was both a dangerous place and a land of opportunity.
Lost in thought, a line of notification in his sea of consciousness caught Lam Minh's attention.
[Ding! The host has spent 1 attribute point on cultivation, the physique has successfully undergone metamorphosis into the Infinite Hong Hoang Dragon Body. A supreme physique, immune to all poisons, bows to no evil, opens up an infinite future.]
Lam Minh stared at the notification, his eyes wide. Did he really spend a full thirty thousand points to metamorphose his physique to the limit?
At this moment, the drop of Hong Hoang Dragon Seed Blood in his body exploded.
It turned into countless points of light, merging into his limbs and bones.
Every cell in his body greedily absorbed them.
Thump-thump! Thump-thump!
Each cell seemed to have a life of its own, expanding and contracting, revealing a terrifying power.
Hot!
An intense, burning sensation spread throughout Lam Minh's body, accompanied by an itching all over.
Pain! So much pain!
Lam Minh's body contorted. The feeling now was like dying and being reborn.
Cell after cell split apart and then merged back together. Each time was like having his skin torn and his flesh cut for Lam Minh.
Layers of foul-smelling impurities were expelled, covering his body in a pitch-black layer.
Lam Minh's muscles all emitted a red light, and scales began to grow on his skin.
They tore through the skin as they grew, like a branch breaking through bark. The layer of dirt also peeled off with them.
Gradually, Lam Minh's entire body was covered in dragon scales.
"Damn it! Graa!" Lam Minh roared.
His roar was like a dragon's cry, extremely majestic and powerful.
He was scared. He was afraid that if this metamorphosis continued, he would turn into a dragon.
A moment later.
The pain dissipated. Lam Minh lay on his back on the ground, panting.
Now, instead of pain, Lam Minh felt his body brimming with power.
If his strength before was a basin of water, now it was a lake.
Lam Minh slowly stood up and walked step by step to the only mirror in the hospital room.
In the mirror.
Lam Minh was covered in a bright red armor.
Each dragon scale had formed an extremely majestic suit of battle armor.
It covered him from neck to toe, leaving only his head exposed.
His fingers also had dragon claws.
Lam Minh clenched his fist. The air seemed to be crushed, making a crackling sound.
"This is truly an intoxicating power," Lam Minh muttered.
He carefully recalled, where did it all begin?
Why dragon scales? Why a Dragon Seed?
He was sure he was human, but why did his blood essence metamorphose into dragon blood after the first compression?
Could he and the dragons of legend have some connection?
He had to find out more about this.
There was another problem. He couldn't live in this form forever. It looked majestic, yes.
But wasn't it different from other people?
Battle armor should be worn in battle. But when eating, reading, should he also wear battle armor?
"System," Lam Minh called softly.
[Ding! If you have something to say, say it. If you have to fart, fart.]
"Do you know anything about my current condition?" Lam Minh asked.
[No, host. All of the host's cultivation progress is based on your bloodline. The system only guesses that the host has a dragon clan lineage.]
Lam Minh @@.
"So you mean, the dragon clan really exists and wasn't just made up by humans?"
[Correct. The host is invited to find and read the records for himself. There are many records of this.]
"Then is there a way for me to return to my original form?"
[The reason the host has grown dragon scales is because you are using your physical strength. The host only needs to retract the dragon blood in each cell, and your body will return to normal.]
"Alright, you are dismissed." Lam Minh ordered the system to be quiet.
He began to focus his thoughts on the dragon seed energy in each cell.
He thought "retract."
Each cell rapidly dimmed, and the dragon scales gradually retreated into his body.
His skin became smooth again.
Lam Minh looked at himself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.
After the metamorphosis, Lam Minh looked even more handsome than before.
A captivating, powerful, and energetic charm emanated from his appearance.
Lam Minh tried it again, and the armor grew out again.
He smiled. "General Do Luong, get ready to eat your words."
[Name]: Lam Minh
[Age]: 16
[Cultivation]: Infinite Hong Hoang Dragon Body (+Breakthrough to Qi Refining Realm consumes 50,000 points)
[Spirit]: Primordial Soul Realm (0/8000 Spirit Points)
[Spiritual Root]: Hoang-Grade Spiritual Root (10/100,000 Spiritual Root Points)
[Martial Arts]:
• Crippling Wind Fist (Initiate) 20/1000
• Wind Walking (Completion) 0/7200
• Primordial Chaos Sword Art (Great Achievement) 0/20000
[Accumulated Attribute Points]: 72,691
[Lucky Spin]: [-Spin-], [-Don't Spin-]
Lam Minh looked at the system panel. He was ecstatic.
Today would be a busy day for him: take a bath, spin the wheel, use up the remaining seventy thousand points, and then take General Do Luong's head.
A perfect plan for development.
…
At the capital city of Hanoi.
A magnificent conference room.
There were a total of 50 people here, sitting around a round table. Some wore suits, some wore military uniforms.
Everyone had a stern expression and said not a word.
One could see that both Mr. Dam Chan Quoc and Mr. To Chien were present.
"The situation in northern Malaysia is currently tense. On the other side of the spatial gate there are up to 22 Nascent Soul realm powerhouses. This can be considered the largest-scale attack by the Cultivation World to date," To Chien, dressed in a black suit, sat calmly, his face composed, a stark contrast to the night of the assassination attempt.
All 6 of the country's Nascent Soul realm powerhouses were present in the conference room at this moment.
"So what is your meaning, sir?" a man of about 30 named Nguyen Trung spoke up. He was one of the six Nascent Soul powerhouses of the country.
To Chien pondered. "The ASEAN side has negotiated and decided to provide aid. We will send 2 of the 6 of you here to that place for defensive operations. Who will volunteer?"
At this moment, everyone fell silent after Mr. To's words.
Only Mr. Dam spoke up.
"In our country, there are a total of three existing spatial gates, each with 2 of us stationed there. You say to dispatch them, but what if the Cultivation World attacks us instead? If I were you, I would only send troops to support. The powerhouses cannot be moved."
Mr. To's face contorted. This was not just a matter of how to fight against the Cultivation World; hidden within it were political struggles.
This made it very difficult for him.