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Leaving the Chat Group members aside for now, in the Dragon World.

Richard looked at the Nibelungen before him with mild curiosity. An independently existing Small Space was indeed quite interesting. The entire Nibelungen was not very large, its greatest diameter only a few kilometers.

Seeing his interest, Xia Mi said, "If you like it, I can teach you the techniques for creating a Nibelungen."

"No rush. Let's talk about Odin first," Richard said, shaking his head.

"What? Are you interested in Odin, sir? Are you willing to help me deal with him?" Xia Mi asked.

"Heh, there's no point in probing like this. Let's be direct. I can help you deal with Odin. You can have the Dragon Bone Cross, the Dragon Servants he has accumulated, and the Nibelungen. I want Gungnir and the Alchemy in his head.

"I can also give you a copy of the Alchemy, and you can decide whether to upload it to the group files." Richard cut her off.

"Terms that favor me this much? Do you like me?" Xia Mi knew perfectly well that if they were going to deal with Odin, her strength was far from enough. At most, she could only watch from the sidelines. Richard would have to be the main force, so why was he giving her so many benefits? It was practically a gift.

She had already prepared herself to ask for nothing in return. As long as she could deal with Odin and the Little Devil, she would not mind paying a price.

"Heh..." Richard glanced at her chest. Though he said nothing, the meaning was obvious. With that bean sprout figure of yours?

Xia Mi gritted her teeth. If she had not been unable to beat this bastard, and if she had not still needed his help...

Of course Richard had not taken a fancy to Xia Mi. He was not that lustful. With his status in the Osiris Empire, what kind of beauty could he not have? There were even Saint Domain beauties who threw themselves at him.

What he cared about was the impression he made on his groupmates. He did not care about those things anyway, so would it not be good to leave his groupmates with an impression of generosity and boldness? That way, they would actively invite him to their worlds.

Looking at the somewhat empty Nibelungen, Richard recalled that Xia Mi seemed to be a poor dragon. To evade the Secret Party's pursuit and the attention of the other Dragon Kings, she did not dare make any major moves and had to work to support herself.

So he said rather bluntly, "You seem pretty broke. Want me to give you some support?"

Xia Mi gritted her teeth again. She knew she was poor, but could he not be so blunt about it?

"Sure. Thank you for the kind support," she said through clenched teeth.

"Here. No need to thank me." Richard liked seeing her look annoyed with him while having no choice but to endure it. Perhaps he had suppressed his nature in the Coiling Dragon World, and now he was finally letting himself go.

With a casual wave, he produced a pile of gold coins, roughly estimated to number several hundred thousand. He had heaps of the stuff in his Space Ring. It would only gather dust there anyway; he had not used the things in a long time.

Looking at the pile of gold coins, Xia Mi did not know whether it was her female genes or dragon genes acting up, but the more she looked at those glittering little things, the more pleasing they seemed. She felt that this kind of humiliation could happen a few more times, and she definitely would not resist.

"Heh..." Seeing her reaction, Richard thought, A Scummy Dragon King is still a Scummy Dragon King. The Soul Healing Potion he had given her before was worth hundreds or thousands of times more than this pile of gold, yet she had not reacted like this then.

Xia Mi pretended not to see his disdain. Swiftly gathering up the gold, she directly used her authority to store the coins in her treasury.

"Alright, stop showing off. Was that the authority of the King of Earth and Mountains just now?" Richard asked.

"Yep, that's authority. Want to see some more?" Xia Mi said as she manipulated the surrounding earth and gravity.

The King of Earth and Mountains naturally possessed authority over earth and gravity.

As for the Spirit Speech Spirit Wind King's Pupil Xia Mi had displayed, it was certainly meant to conceal her identity. For Dragon Kings like them, so long as it was not a World-Ending Spirit Speech, they could use methods to imitate Spirit Speeches of other elemental types. Their tens of thousands of years of Alchemy had not been for nothing.

Richard observed carefully once more before saying, "It feels as if heaven and earth bestowed authority upon you. But after wielding that authority for tens of thousands of years, you must have developed some insights of your own, right?

"Even if you lost your authority now, you should still retain a certain degree of control over the earth.

"If I were to compare it to my world, it would be like someone who had comprehended laws."

"What about strength?" Xia Mi asked.

"I don't know. You've never gone all out, so how would I know? But judging from how you Dragon Kings can unleash city-destroying power at full force in the story, you should possess explosive power no weaker than the Saint Domain," Richard said after giving it some thought.

"Is there a 'but'?" Xia Mi asked, noticing that he seemed hesitant to continue.

"There is. Although you can unleash city-destroying power, that is your ultimate burst when risking your lives. It cannot last, so it still feels a bit inferior to the Saint Domain," Richard said with a nod.

"What about you? How strong are you?" Xia Mi asked. She had been extremely curious about that. Although she could guess that Richard was stronger than her, exactly how much stronger remained unknown.

Yet she had not refuted either of Richard's judgments about her combat strength. Richard estimated that his assessment was probably quite accurate.

These Scummy Dragon Kings were all useless. They bragged more fiercely than anyone else, yet their combat power was worse than the last. They were threatened by humanity's technological weapons and chased down by Secret Party Hybrids.

"If you had asked before I came to this world, I would not have been able to answer. Comparing strength across worlds has little meaning. Different worlds have different degrees of influence over the material world.

"But after coming to your world, I discovered that the stability of space here seems even a little weaker than on the Tara Plane. In other words, theoretically, I can display even greater power in your world than in my own.

"But the specific result still depends on the degree of difference in the laws. At my level, comprehension of laws accounts for most of one's combat strength. The laws of different worlds vary enormously and cannot be universally applied," Richard explained casually.

"You rambled on for so long. Just give me the conclusion. How different are the laws of our two worlds?" Xia Mi waved her hand and asked directly.

"You really aren't polite. Fine, here's the conclusion. The laws of our worlds are not that different, and most of the laws I have comprehended can still be used. As for my displayed combat power, if I put in some effort, washing the surface clean would not be difficult. At the very least, this era's technological weapons are ineffective against me."

Of course, Richard would not say that the moment he arrived, he had carefully analyzed the differences between the worlds and the degree of difference in their laws. He had even secretly used Divine Power to test the recovery rate of Divine Power.

He had already discussed the differences between the worlds and their laws. As for Divine Power, without the Coiling Dragon World's Divine Power Ocean, its recovery speed was absurdly slow. He would have to conserve it from now on, using it only when necessary. Battle Qi and the laws he had comprehended should be enough.

"Washing the surface clean? Technological weapons are ineffective?" Xia Mi opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Brother, she knew there was a gap between their strength, but could the gap really be this huge? Xia Mi was beginning to wonder whether this guy was just bragging to scare her.

"What else? I'm a God Level powerhouse, after all. Even if I'm only a Low-level God, I still need to have the proper level of power, right?" Richard said.

If Low-level Gods were already this outrageous, would High-level Gods in his world not overturn the heavens? Would they blow up the Earth, or directly blow up the sun? Xia Mi grumbled inwardly. This guy had said in the Chat Group that High-level Gods were everywhere in the Divine Planes of his world.

Still, the stronger he was as an ally, the better. The stronger Richard was, the easier things would be for her.

"Fine. Since you're this strong, there's nothing much to prepare. Once my brother wakes up, we'll go kill Odin directly," Xia Mi decided.

Richard nodded indifferently. Between a few words, the two of them decided the fate of the King of Sky and Wind.

Since they still had to wait for Fenrir to wake up, Richard did not want to sit idle. He began asking Xia Mi about Alchemy. Naturally, she was not teaching him for free; he paid tuition. He gave Xia Mi the Earth-style Forbidden Magic he had collected as payment.

Xia Mi had not yet exchanged for those forbidden spells from the group files, so this also saved her a batch of points.

Half a month later, Fenrir woke up. By then, Richard had only just entered the doorway of Alchemy. As for the so-called Seven Kingdoms of Alchemy, he was still far from them. He could not look down on Alchemy just because these Dragon Kings were weak in combat.

On the contrary, the more Richard learned, the more he wondered how these weak Dragon Kings had managed to create Alchemy as incredible as the Seven Kingdoms.

The Seven Kingdoms of Alchemy: Elemental Transmutation, Spiritual Reforging, Conceptual Armament, Temporal Reversal, Spatial Creation, Life Creation, and Causal Separation.

Xia Mi was only proficient in Spatial Creation and Spiritual Reforging. She also knew Conceptual Armament and Life Creation, but was not proficient in them. She knew a little Causal Separation as well.

Spiritual Reforging was the technique needed for reincarnation, and every Dragon King knew it.

Even so, she was considered relatively proficient in Alchemy among the Dragon Kings. The only Dragon Kings clearly better than her at Alchemy were Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, and Odin.

Leaving the first three aside for now, Richard truly did not know how to criticize things like Temporal Reversal, Spatial Creation, Life Creation, and Causal Separation. What gave these Dragon Kings the right to possess such things?

This was no longer a matter of combat strength. What did the deeper manifestations of these things represent? Laws of Time and Space, the creation of life, causality and Fate. Which of those was not a supreme divine ability? Things that even ordinary Immortals and gods in higher worlds could not touch were laid bare before him. The impact on Richard was simply staggering. It was as absurd as a primitive man hunting with a Gauss rifle.

Forget it, forget it. The answer was world differences. The answer was quantum mechanics.

In any case, obtaining them was a profit for Richard. These were all things worth spending time and immense effort on, things that could even serve as the foundation of his rise.

Compared with that, what did his little investment amount to?

Xia Mi did not know of Richard's shock. At the moment, she only cared about how well her brother had recovered.

After Fenrir woke up, he was confused for a while. Then he remembered his previous foolish behavior and felt that something seemed off, yet he could not figure out what.

Richard took the chance to examine him. His soul had already recovered by more than half; he could slowly restore the rest by himself.

"How is it? How is my brother?" Xia Mi asked.

"Much better. His intelligence should have returned to normal. If you teach him some more from here on, he should be able to live normally," Richard said.

"Really? Thank you so much." Xia Mi was overjoyed. At the same time, she knew that without the Soul Recovery Potion Richard had given them, her brother could never have recovered.

"Little sister, who is he?" Fenrir's voice came from behind her as he stared at Richard, like he had caught some blond punk trying to seduce his precious little cabbage.