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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 expression on Gen Chisaki's face as he lay in his hospital bed.

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

"Look, such great magical talent in Erii and me can't go to waste, right? And Erii's physical strength is a little lacking. Shouldn't you save two Battle Qi Secret Manuals for her?" Xia Mi said righteously.

Even though she had uploaded all her Alchemy knowledge to the Chat Group, and even though the points rewarded by the Chat Group had far exceeded her expectations, they were still insufficient compared to the vast magical system Richard had uploaded.

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

But as the recipient of a gift, she couldn't take it for granted. If nothing else, she had to provide enough emotional value.

"Come on, Erii." Xia Mi gave Erii a meaningful look.

Erii stepped forward in two quick strides, sat kneeling on the ground, tugged at Richard's trouser leg, and said pitifully, "Please, have mercy on this child."

Richard...

"You really know how to play." Speechless, he pointed at the two of them and gave each of them a 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 to Erii.

"Mhm, mhm." Erii was busy examining the new 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 entered the Chat Group.

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

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

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

Lin Feng: Naturally.

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

Lin Feng: Brother Richard is still amazing. He actually got Erii. Didn't the future brother-in-law stop you?

Richard: ?

Richard was genuinely staring at the screen in bafflement. What did this have to do with him? Did Lin Feng think he was the same as him?

Xia Mi: Hahahaha.

Lin Feng: What's wrong? Is there a problem?

Richard: Of course there's a problem. It has nothing to do with me.

He did not want to leave that kind of impression on his fellow group members. Besides, if he had really abducted Erii, that would be one thing. But since he hadn't, why should he take the blame?

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

Lin Feng: So Xia Mi was the one who took Erii away? That's pretty unconventional. @Xia Mi

Xia Mi: What, is that not allowed? Are we supposed to stay put like NPCs and obediently wait for you Transmigrators to come pick us up? And you still dream of having both in your arms? I'll beat your head right off.

"Stop playing 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 join this operation as well," Richard said.

"Fine." Xia Mi looked at Erii, who had immersed herself in the world of magic, and replied weakly.

Two days later, the two of them took Erii to capture the last 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 gathered the Authority and Power of every Dragon King except her own brother, including that of the White King. This completed an ultimate transformation, and her strength rose dramatically.

It could be said that she was almost invincible in this world. Even if Vinster King Nidhogg at his peak were revived, they would have to fight before anyone could say who was stronger.

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

Given enough time, she could plow through the entire surface of the world and send human civilization back to the Stone Age.

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

"So I was exposed long ago." Watching Xia Mi approach without even trying to hide herself, Lu Mingze, who knew her destination perfectly well, muttered to himself.

Behind him, the Healer Trio looked at one another. Their enemy 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 Little Devil?

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

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

In the end, 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 at death's door with a single move.

Richard had wanted to read his memories. Soul-searching was generally used on those far weaker than oneself. Little Devil's strength was ordinary, but his mental resilience was exceptionally strong, and he blocked Richard's soul-searching.

In the end, Little Devil knew he was finished this time. He directly unleashed his ultimate move in a desperate attempt to injure Xia Mi and Richard.

But he was still far too weak. His plan had not even begun. With his current strength, fighting a Dragon King already required risking his life, much less Xia Mi as she was now.

Little Devil eventually turned to ashes and scattered through heaven and earth. Even in the 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 scrap.

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

"It's not like this is life and death. The Chat Group will always be here, won't it? I can come visit your world again whenever I want.

"As for my side, I don't recommend that you come over before I figure out what the Creator God intends.

"I won't go see Erii. Goodbye."

Richard waved.

Tara Plane, the back mountain of the Duke's Mansion in Silver Blue Territory. This was where Richard spent all year in secluded cultivation.

With his Divine Clone's return, Richard could finally proceed with his next plans.

There was naturally a reason he had hurried his clone back. The problem lay in the memories of the Twin Kings of Ocean and Water.

The moment he came into contact with the brothers' understanding 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 precisely the Mysteries of Water Elements that 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 accidentally become a god.

At any other time, becoming a god would naturally be a blessing he could only wish for. But the injuries from having his soul split in two when he last became a god had not healed yet. How could he dare become a god again after such a short time? What if, before he even succeeded, his soul injuries became too severe and killed him outright?

Now, the family had received news of a treasure that could heal the soul injuries of God Level experts.

A God Level family truly was different. The circles the family could access had risen by an entire level. He had never before heard of any medicine or treasure that could affect God Level experts, and had always assumed it was because he was on a Material Plane. Now it seemed that God Level experts had jointly suppressed such information. Only after one's faction produced a God Level expert would one be qualified to know.

The treasure capable of healing a god's soul was said to be 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 story.

He found it both surprising and unsurprising that this supposed healing treasure was that item.

It was unsurprising because its raw materials were probably the simplest of all. It only required souls—ordinary human souls would do, Saint Domain souls would do, and if one had the ability, even God Level souls would do.

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

What surprised him was that refining this thing was not easy. It required someone proficient in souls, such as a practitioner of the Death Attribute or Fate Attribute.

He had not expected such a tiny Material Plane to possess a Death Attribute or Fate Attribute talent. Why had he never heard of such a god on this plane before? Perhaps it was a low-profile god who had not spread his name far and wide?

Still, anyone capable of refining Soul Gold Beads would naturally 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 itching to make a move. This thing was extremely valuable. He might not be able to afford one even if he sold off all of Silver Blue Territory, and in Hell, its price was even comparable to a High-level Divine Artifact.

So perhaps he should consider acquiring it for free.

As for claims that the beads were too evil, that using one was equivalent to eating people—Richard did not think much of that. Cannibalistic methods were not unacceptable. As long as they could restore his soul injuries quickly, that was enough. 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 a Western feudal lord system. The most ordinary people had never possessed freedom to begin with; they themselves were their lords' property.

The Divine Planes were even more absurd. Hell, the most chaotic of the Supreme Divine Planes, directly followed the laws of nature: the weak were prey to the strong.

The Saint Domain experts at the bottom were simply expendable materials. They died batch after batch, and new batches appeared after batch—some born naturally within the Divine Planes themselves, while countless others were sent there from Material Planes to die.

There was no future in being a saintly innocent in such a world. Only strength was eternal.

But right now, he cared more about one thing: was his social circle 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 this.

It was not those God Level experts' fault either. Why would people who were neither relatives nor friends immediately recommend such things? What if Richard took it as a form of probing?

In any case, after becoming a god, he would learn sooner or later. There was no need to rush over such a short span of time.

What they did not know was that Richard truly was in a hurry over that little bit of time.

Had he not reacted in time, he would already have ruined himself.