Soft Persimmon, A Good Start

This time, the reinforcements sent to aid the Light Saint Race were divided into groups;

Five or six peak Sovereigns had come alone.

Some had come for that supreme treasure;

Others had suffered losses while besieging the primordial lifeforms before and had come specifically for revenge;

Chu Yuan had no other suitable candidates, so he teamed up with the Lord of Slaughter;

If they earned first place in contribution points, the Origin Treasure would go to him. In exchange, Chu Yuan gave all the surplus Origin Armaments on his person to the Lord of Slaughter;

From then on, any Origin Armaments obtained from killing primordial lifeforms would also belong to the Lord of Slaughter.

And... he would owe a debt of one thousand merit points;

If they could successfully obtain the treasure, it would naturally be worth it.

But if they failed to get it, they would lose everything...

Chu Yuan was also curious. Why had the Lord of Slaughter given up so easily? Was he not going to try fighting for it himself?

Only after asking did he learn that neither the two supreme treasures the God of Light had brought out this time nor those in the race's treasury were particularly suited to him...

That was why he had kept saving up, hoping that a supreme treasure compatible with the Laws of Slaughter would appear someday so he could exchange for it in time.

Among humanity's peak Sovereigns, quite a few actually possessed Origin Treasures;

Those things would not breed if left sitting in the race's treasury. Anything capable of increasing combat strength had long since been equipped on the peak Sovereigns...

As long as one was willing to work, scrape together the funds, borrow here and there... one could always afford an exchange.

Chu Yuan did not