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Not to mention the chaos left behind in the Seki Hachike after the two took Erii away. One could only imagine the look on Gen Chisaki's face as he lay in his hospital bed.

Meanwhile, Xia Mi was taking Erii to mooch off Richard.

"Look, Erii and I have such great magical talent. It would be a waste not to make use of it, right? And Erii's physical strength is a little lacking. Shouldn't you save a couple of Battle Qi Secret Manuals for her?" Xia Mi argued confidently.

Even though she had uploaded all her Alchemy knowledge to the Chat Group, and even though the points rewarded by the Chat Group had been far more than she expected, they were still insufficient compared to the vast magic system Richard had uploaded.

Over this period, she had come to understand Richard's personality somewhat. She knew that as long as she asked, he would most likely agree.

But as the recipient of a gift, she could not take it for granted. At the very least, she had to provide enough emotional value.

"Come on, Erii." Xia Mi winked at Erii.

Erii stepped forward in two quick strides, knelt on the floor, tugged at Richard's trouser leg, and said pitifully, "Please, have pity on this poor child."

Richard...

"You really know how to play." Speechless, he tapped the two of them with a finger and gave each of them a copy containing the complete Magic Compendium and Battle Qi Secret Manuals for every attribute.

"See that, Erii? That's what they mean by the squeaky wheel gets the grease." Xia Mi said delightedly.

"Mm-hmm." Erii was busy examining the extra knowledge in her mind and could only respond perfunctorily.

Xia Mi suddenly remembered that she had not shown off to Lin Feng yet, so she went into the Chat Group.

Xia Mi: @Lin Feng, look who this is. Picture.jpg

Lin Feng: Shrine maiden outfit, red hair... Is that Erii?

Xia Mi: As expected of a hopeless anime nerd. You remembered that so clearly.

Lin Feng: Of course.

He was not ashamed of being an anime nerd at all.

Lin Feng: Richard is still the impressive one. He actually managed to get Erii. Didn't your brother-in-law stop you?

Richard: ?

Richard was utterly baffled. What did this have to do with him? Did Lin Feng think he was the same as him?

Xia Mi: Hahaha.

Lin Feng: What? Is there a problem?

Richard: Of course there is. It has nothing to do with me.

He did not want to leave that kind of impression on his groupmates. Besides, if he had really abducted Erii, then fine—but he had clearly not done it, so why should he take the blame?

Lin Feng: Oh, sorry. That was my stereotype talking. In the fanfics I've read, whenever the protagonists went to the Dragon World, they always picked up Xia Mi or Erii—sometimes even both.

Lin Feng: So Xia Mi was the one who took Erii away? That's quite the subversion of the usual trope. @Xia Mi

Xia Mi: What, not allowed? Are we supposed to stay put like NPCs and wait for you Transmigrators to come flirt with us? And you still dream of having both in your arms? I'd beat your head clean off.

"Stop fooling around. Next, I'm going to find the Twin Kings of Ocean and Water. You two wait here for two days. And before I return, you need to decide whether Erii will take part in this operation as well," Richard said.

"Fine." Xia Mi looked at Erii, who was immersed in the world of magic, and replied listlessly.

Two days later, the two of them took Erii to capture the final Twin Kings of Ocean and Water.

There were no surprises. Richard gained two sets of memories, while Xia Mi gained two Dragon Bone Crosses.

At that point, Xia Mi had collected the Authority and Power of every Dragon King except her own brother, including that of the White King. This allowed her to undergo an ultimate transformation, greatly increasing her strength.

She could be said to be nearly invincible in this world. Even if Nidhogg, the Vinster King at his peak, were resurrected, they would have to fight before anyone could tell who was stronger.

In Richard's words, she had already surpassed the ordinary Saint Domain Limit and touched the God Level realm.

Given time, she could plow across the surface of the earth and reduce all human civilization to the Stone Age.

Next, Xia Mi charged at Lu Mingfei with murderous momentum. No matter where the Little Devil was hiding, he would have to come obediently—unless he wanted to watch Lu Mingfei die.

"So I was exposed long ago." Looking at the utterly undisguised Xia Mi, Lu Mingze, who knew her destination all too well, murmured to himself.

Behind him, the Healer Trio exchanged looks. Their opponent had gone straight for the heart of the matter. There was no solution to this situation.

The instant she saw Lu Mingfei, Xia Mi attacked with all her strength. Perhaps Lu Mingfei was innocent, but who told him to have such an unclear relationship with the Little Devil?

Since that bastard dared scheme against her, he had to be prepared to die. He had started it; he had it coming.

If Lu Mingze did not show himself, she truly would kill Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei definitely held extraordinary significance for him. If he refused to appear, she would overturn his entire chessboard. Whatever plans he had would become nothing but empty dreams.

In the end, the Little Devil had no choice but to come out and fight. Borrowing Lu Mingfei's body, he battled Xia Mi, only for her to leave him on the verge of death with a single move.

Richard had originally wanted to read his memories. Soul-searching was generally used against those far weaker than oneself. The Little Devil's strength was ordinary, but his mental resilience was extremely powerful, and he blocked Richard's soul-search.

In the end, the Little Devil knew he was doomed this time. He directly unleashed his ultimate move and fought for his life, seeking only to injure Xia Mi and Richard.

But the gap was still far too great. Before his plan could even unfold, he already had to risk his life merely to deal with a Dragon King at his current strength, much less the Xia Mi of today.

In the end, the Little Devil turned into ashes and scattered through heaven and earth. Until the very end, no one knew what exactly these two brothers were.

But Xia Mi did not care about that. She had enjoyed the fight and vented her anger. The bastard who had plotted against her had not even left behind a trace of ash.

Parting would eventually come.

That day, Richard said he was going back.

"Ah, you're leaving so soon?" Xia Mi was somewhat reluctant to see him go.

"I've been here for over a month already. I could have stayed longer, but something came up, and I need to go back and deal with it as soon as possible," Richard said.

"It's not like we're parting forever. The Chat Group is always there, isn't it? I can come visit your world again whenever I want.

As for my side, I wouldn't recommend you come over before I've figured out what the Creator God intends.

I won't go see Erii. Goodbye."

Richard waved his hand.

Tara Plane, the back mountain of the Duke's Mansion in Silver Blue Territory. This was where Richard had secluded himself and cultivated for many years.

With the return of his Divine Clone, Richard could finally proceed with his next move.

There was naturally a reason why he had urgently recalled his Clone. The problem lay in the memories of the Twin Kings of Ocean and Water.

The moment he came into contact with the two brothers' comprehension of the Law of Water, he felt something stir within him.

Richard immediately stopped comprehending it and even forced himself to forget everything related to the Law of Water.

What had stirred was the Mysteries of Water Elements he had already comprehended to the point where he was only one step away from becoming a god. He did not dare continue, fearing that he might become a god by accident.

At any other time, becoming a god would naturally have been something to eagerly desire. But the soul-splitting injuries from his last ascension had not yet healed. How could he dare become a god again after such a short time? What if he did not even succeed in ascending before his soul injuries became too severe and killed him outright?

Now, his family had received news of a treasure capable of healing the soul injuries of God Level experts.

A God Level family truly was different. The circles the family could access had risen directly by an entire level. He had never heard before of any medicine or treasure effective on God Level experts, and he had always assumed that was because he lived on a Material Plane. Now it seemed that God Level experts had jointly suppressed such information. Only when a faction produced a God Level expert did it gain the qualifications to know.

That treasure capable of healing a god's soul was reportedly something called a Soul Gold Bead.

Richard was very familiar with the name Soul Gold Bead. It was a treasure that had appeared many times in the original plot.

He found it surprising, yet not entirely surprising, that this so-called healing treasure was that thing.

It was unsurprising because its raw materials were probably among the simplest: only souls were needed. Ordinary human souls would do, Saint Domain souls would do, and if one was capable enough, even God Level souls would do.

Refining a single Soul Gold Bead roughly required nearly a million ordinary human souls, or several dozen Saint Domain souls.

It was surprising because refining such a thing was not easy. It required someone proficient in souls, such as a practitioner of the Death Attribute or Fate Attribute, to do it.

He had not expected this tiny Material Plane to possess talent in the Death Attribute or Fate Attribute. Why had he never heard of such a god in this plane before? Perhaps they were a low-profile god who had not spread their name around?

Still, it was normal for someone capable of refining Soul Gold Beads to keep a low profile. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if some righteous person came knocking.

He just did not know whether this person was a Low-level God or a Mid-level God. Richard was getting eager to make a move. This thing was extremely valuable. He might not be able to afford one even if all of Silver Blue Territory went bankrupt, and in Hell, its price was as high as that of a High-level Divine Artifact.

So perhaps he should consider taking it for free.

As for whether the bead was too evil, or whether using one was equivalent to eating people, Richard did not see what the problem was. Cannibalistic cultivation was not something he could not accept, as long as it let him restore his soul injuries as quickly as possible. A soft heart could never stand firm.

The essence of every faction in Coiling Dragon was eating people. Its underlying Rules left no room for commoners, because its power structure was based on the Western feudal lord system. The most ordinary people had never possessed freedom; they themselves were the property of lords.

As for the Divine Planes, they were even more outrageous. Hell, the most chaotic Supreme Divine Plane, directly followed the laws of nature—the weak were prey to the strong.

The lowest-ranking Saint Domain experts were simply consumables. They died batch after batch, and batch after batch appeared again, whether born naturally in the Divine Planes themselves or sent there from countless Material Planes to die.

There was no future in playing the innocent lotus in such a world. Only strength was eternal.

But what concerned him more now was whether his social circle had become a little too closed off.

So many God Level experts had attended the previous banquet, yet if even one of them had been his friend, he would not have had to wait until now to learn about this.

It was not those God Level experts' fault either. Why would unrelated strangers immediately recommend such things to him? What if Richard took it as a form of probing?

In any case, once he became God Level, he would learn about it sooner or later. There was no need to rush over such a small amount of time.

But they did not know that Richard truly was in a hurry over that small amount of time.

If he had not reacted in time, he would already have screwed himself over.