Saint Lu's Compassion

Lu Changsheng was a good man, an absolute Great Philanthropist since the dawn of creation. No one had ever spoken ill of him. (Those who had were already body and soul destroyed.)

Compassion for all living beings—Lu Changsheng felt that was the most fitting description of himself.

After confirming through the Chat Group that Saitama had not been beaten to death and had merely suffered bone fractures, he was relieved.

"Next, it's time to revive Boros. I wonder whether people brought from other worlds to cultivate immortality in Hong Huang would be weaker or stronger than innate lifeforms."

Boros was merely one of Lu Changsheng's experiments, an idea that had occurred to him on a whim.

The Ancient One had been the same before.

Now, with Boros added in, it could barely count as a comparative experiment. One remained in his original world, while the other had been brought to Hong Huang.

Lu Changsheng extracted Boros's soul. With a thought, the surrounding Spiritual Energy surged in like a tide. He took out several heavenly treasures and fused them together, and Boros's body gradually condensed. On the surface, this body did not differ much from the old one, but internally, it was worlds apart.

His aptitude for cultivation had soared dramatically. After all, this was Hong Huang, and Lu Changsheng had given Boros a little cheat.

"Is this Hong Huang?" After being reforged, Boros opened his eyes and surveyed his surroundings.

Compared to the world he had once inhabited, it was like comparing a garbage dump to a comfortable hot spring. His body felt as though it were immersed in warm water. Was the energy flowing through him what they called Spiritual Energy?

"Boros, now that you've come to Hong Huang, things are different from your old world. What you did before is completely unsuitable here—like traveling all the way to Earth just to seek a fight, only to get blown apart."

"As an old hand who has made his way around Hong Huang, I'll impart a little experience to you. I hope you'll take care of yourself."

"Yes, I'm listening!" Boros said seriously.

As a former Cosmic Overlord, Boros was not stupid. He had merely been so powerful that he could not be bothered to think.

Now that he had come to Hong Huang, he needed to pick his brain back up and use it.

"In Hong Huang, there are all kinds of people. Some might kill you outright for any reason at all. For instance: you're too ugly, so kill you! You look better than me, so kill you! Such things are everywhere..."

Lu Changsheng wanted to see what Boros could make of himself in Hong Huang, so he shared the insights he had gained.

"Hong Huang taboo number one: never fly at a forty-five-degree angle. Many people like to tilt their heads up at forty-five degrees and gaze sadly at the sky after suffering a blow to their hearts. If you happen to fly past at that moment, you might become their scapegoat. Before, I would directly conceal myself in the void and hide my aura. That way, no one could ever notice me."

"Yes!"

"Hong Huang taboo number two: never let your opponent know your true strength. Attack your enemy with thirty percent, keep seventy percent for yourself. Under normal circumstances, you should only reveal thirty percent of your power. If someone plots against you, those remaining seventy percent will become your chance to turn the tables."

"I understand. Attack with thirty percent, keep seventy percent for yourself—so that's what it means!"

"Hong Huang taboo number three: develop cautiously. Don't get cocky..."

"Alright!"

"Hong Huang taboo number four: never let anyone know your true name or appearance. In Hong Huang, there are vicious spells that can kill you from afar as long as someone knows your name or face. It's best to hide your identity and use a false name when traveling or doing business."

"I understand!"

Lu Changsheng imparted his experience to Boros with meticulous care.

Although Boros listened with a completely bewildered expression, he still committed it firmly to memory.

Perhaps these were the rules of Hong Huang. Perhaps this was why the man before him was so powerful.

Though the advice was strange, it was not impossible to accept. After all, this was Hong Huang, where experts were as numerous as clouds.

"Very good. That's all for now. You can comprehend the rest on your own," Lu Changsheng said. "Oh, right. If you can reach the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm, you may join my sect as a registered disciple. If you can reach Quasi-Saint, you will become my true disciple."

"There's one more thing... Forget it, never mind. Remember what I said. Go. Struggle to survive in Hong Huang and become strong."

"Yeah!!!" Boros's eyes brimmed with fighting spirit.

Then, with a sweep of Lu Changsheng's hand, Boros was teleported to some corner of Hong Huang.

As for where exactly he had been sent, Lu Changsheng did not know either. He simply followed his instincts and tossed—sent—Boros somewhere that did not seem too dangerous...

After settling Boros's matter, Lu Changsheng activated the Merit Golden Wheel behind his back. It shone brilliantly, even brighter than Shining Tiga.

"Hiss, System, what do you think I should do with so much merit? Ever since I became a Saint, karma has not dared come knocking anymore. Keeping all this merit without using it is truly wasteful. I can't possibly just leave it on me as a special effect, can I?"

[Actually, I think you really can. You're a Saint anyway, so what's wrong with having some special effects? What's wrong with being a little more special than ordinary people?]

"Since when did you become so good at talking?" Even so, Lu Changsheng suddenly thought of an idea to put it to good use.

He extracted the power of merit from his body and forged it into a physical form.

"A Merit Body. System, don't you think it's great? It's definitely no weaker than some Desolate Ancient Sacred Body or Myriad Spirit Dao Body. Maybe I'll even get another Saint's Body." Lu Changsheng blinked.

He separated a wisp of divine sense and stationed it within the Merit Avatar.

The Merit Avatar possessed Heavenly Immortal-level strength, but its fortune was even more terrifying than that of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

"If I'd had this body back then, I would definitely have become a Saint much faster." Lu Changsheng lowered his head and clenched his hand. This Merit Body was truly excellent. It gave him the feeling of being favored by Hong Huang, as though he were the child of destiny.

The two Lu Changshengs looked at each other, and an oddly strange feeling rose in their hearts.

"I've heard that if a fragment of divine sense is separated for too long, the avatar can become an independent individual." Lu Changsheng suddenly recalled this.

He would never allow such a thing to happen to himself. A perfectly good avatar becoming an independent individual was unacceptable.

With a thought, Lu Changsheng immediately set down layer upon layer of formations upon the Merit Body, their mysteries profound and unfathomable.

This way, the avatar could only ever be an avatar. Transforming into an independent individual simply would not be possible.

Lu Changsheng controlled the Merit Body and planned to take a lap around the nearby area to have a look.

A moment later...

"The roots of the Enlightenment Tree?"

"Seeds of the Seven-Colored Treasure Lotus?"

"Ruyi Iron and the God-Beating Stone?"

"Rootless Water?"

"Li Ming Fire?"

"..."

Lu Changsheng returned while controlling his Avatar, his expression strange.

He had merely taken this body out for a stroll, yet it was as if he had activated some kind of cheat. Every so often, he would stumble across another treasure.

This was far more effective than a Saint declaring, "This item is fated for me."

Of course, if Lu Changsheng had not possessed the strength of a Saint, he would not have been able to bear such overwhelming fortune. After all, fortune without strength was often accompanied by death.