Dogshit Luck

Soul Gold Beads were the very essence of powerful souls, and could be absorbed easily without any need to refine them.

There were a full ten Soul Gold Beads in this Space Ring.

In Hell, each Soul Gold Bead was worth a hundred thousand Ink Stones. Ten of them were worth a million Ink Stones!

Kolan was thrilled, but not just because of how many Ink Stones the Soul Gold Beads were worth. He felt that his soul had yet to reach its limits, and that absorbing the beads could strengthen it.

The soul was a person's foundation.

The stronger one's soul, the faster one cultivated Laws and Rules.

Kolan took out a Soul Gold Bead and examined it. He saw that it was formed from condensed golden mist.

The golden mist was actually Soul Essence.

It was compressed until it formed a bead.

Refining, purifying, and compressing Soul Essence were all divine abilities belonging to the Death Rules.

Kolan discovered that his Battle Qi and magical power couldn't interact with the Soul Essence, but his spiritual power could. As soon as his spiritual power drew near, it automatically absorbed the golden mist, strengthening his soul.

Before long, Kolan had absorbed an entire Soul Gold Bead.

"Hiss! After my Soul Mutation, my soul has grown much stronger, and its limits have risen considerably. I absorbed an entire Soul Gold Bead, yet my soul still hasn't reached its limits." Kolan drew a sharp breath.

A Soul Gold Bead contained an immense amount of Soul Essence, yet even after absorbing so much, he still hadn't reached his soul's limits.

Kolan then took out another Soul Gold Bead.

Only after absorbing this one did Kolan feel a sense of fullness.

That meant he had reached the limits of his soul.

If he wanted to grow stronger, he would have to break through those limits.

And for that, Kolan would have to become a god!

"What a treasure! My soul has grown so much stronger!" Kolan's eyes shone.

With a stronger soul, cultivating the Life Law and Death Rules would become easier for him.

At the same time, his Soul Attack would become terrifyingly powerful.

After absorbing just two Soul Gold Beads, the power of his Soul Attack had increased at least three or four times.

He reckoned that other Saint Realm mages wouldn't be able to withstand his Soul Attack unless they had a Soul Defense Artifact.

"There are three more divine artifacts. Their power is incredible!" Kolan swallowed.

A saber, a sword, and a suit of armor.

All three radiated an aura of death. They were clearly divine artifacts with the death attribute.

"Looks like the owner of this Space Ring was a god-level powerhouse who cultivated the Death Rules!" Kolan thought.

Kolan bonded the three divine artifacts to himself with a drop of blood. They were important to him now and would significantly increase his strength.

"I really hit the jackpot this time!" Kolan was thrilled.

He had truly stumbled into a windfall.

He took out several books. Some described the Netherworld, some covered the Seven Elemental Laws and the Four Rules, and others were cultivation notes.

There were twenty books in all.

"Hiss! This is an incredible treasure trove!" Kolan exclaimed.

He now understood that the original owner of the Space Ring had come from the Netherworld.

Otherwise, the books would have described the Netherworld rather than other Supreme Planes or Divine Planes.

These books would greatly broaden Kolan's horizons.

After steadying himself, Kolan began searching Mist Valley.

Though Mist Valley was home to many magical beasts, not one dared to act out under Kolan's Saint Realm pressure.

Unfortunately, there was nothing else in Mist Valley that caught Kolan's eye.

Perhaps during some great battle, the Space Ring's original owner had thrown it—or it had been knocked away by the shock waves—and it had eventually landed in Mist Valley.

Regardless, Kolan had made a fortune.

Kolan returned to the cave and began carefully reading the books.

He started with the book about the Netherworld. It was quite thick.

The Netherworld had two teleportation sites: the Undead Holy Mountain and the Nethergod Holy Mountain. The Undead Holy Mountain stood on the border between the Netherworld and the Undead Realm. North of it lived endless numbers of undead, and this region was also known as the "Undead Realm." Only the area south of the Undead Holy Mountain was the so-called "Netherworld"—a sea of powerful beings!

The Netherworld was a single continent, with the boundless Nether Sea beyond it.

The Netherworld had eighty-one prefectures, each with ten cities and a prefect. Every prefect was a supreme powerhouse.

The Netherworld also had a major organization called the Fiend Castle, with branches throughout its cities. Anyone who passed the Fiend Castle's test could become a Fiend. Fiends were the elite of the Netherworld, and they didn't have to pay Nether Stones to enter its cities. Nether Stones were the Netherworld's common currency.

Fiends were ranked from One-Star Fiend to Seven-Star Fiend.

Kolan read with great interest. The book even included a map of the Netherworld Continent. It wasn't especially detailed, but it still gave him an idea of how vast the continent was.

Kolan went on to read the other books, all of which opened his eyes.

Each of the Seven Elemental Laws' Mysteries was explained in detail.

The Four Rules were covered as well, though their Mysteries weren't explained in as much detail.

"Hiss! Incredible! This book even explains how to make Soul Gold Beads, God-Slaying Arrows, Death God Puppets, and Soul Venom!" Kolan gasped when he reached the last book.

There was no doubt that these were all things used by god-level powerhouses who cultivated the Death Rules.

Once someone learned even one of these techniques, they could live quite comfortably—even as a Low-God of the Death Rules.

After all, a Low-God of the Death Rules could hunt Saint Realm experts and collect their souls to make Soul Gold Beads. Each bead could be sold to a Fiend Castle for seventy thousand Nether Stones, making it far more profitable than crafting Lowgod Artifacts like gods of other elements did.

A Low-God of the Death Rules probably had more wealth than a Mid-God of any other element.

"No wonder that book said the wealthiest gods are those who cultivate the Death Rules!" Kolan thought. He found the claim quite believable.

Soul Gold Beads, God-Slaying Arrows, Death God Puppets, and Soul Venom—not one of them came cheap.

A Soul Gold Bead alone could easily sell for seventy thousand Nether Stones!

That was far more profitable than selling divine artifacts or Godsparks!

Kolan read the book carefully. To him, it was simply priceless.

Once he learned these skills, he could go to a Supreme Plane or Divine Plane and live comfortably by relying on them.

In his eyes, the most precious things were this book, the cultivation guides for the Death Rules and Life Law, and the Death Rules Cultivation Notes.

They were the cultivation notes of a Death Edict Highgod. For someone like Kolan, who cultivated the Death Rules, they were invaluable.

They could save him from taking many wrong turns. After all, fumbling around alone in the dark couldn't compare to having a lamp to guide the way.