"Unfortunately, part of the Ba Snake origin remained with my clone, Gold Horn. Otherwise, once it all fused together, my devouring ability would rise by another measure."
Jiang Shu shook his head and set the matter aside for now.
He rose to his feet, walked out of the cultivation chamber, and activated his communicator, only to find a multitude of unread messages.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Shu narrowed his eyes and raised a hand to open them.
Zhan Feng: "Brother, more experts have come to challenge you. This time, they are not from the Insectoid Clan or the Mech Clan. They heard about your wager with the Mech Clan as well, and they have brought the bodies of powerful experts to bet against you."
"Everything is proceeding according to our plan. Should we keep accepting them?"
"As expected."
Jiang Shu smiled faintly. The forces he had wanted to stir up had indeed begun to move.
The secrets of the Saint's Tomb truly were not so simple. Setting the World Tree aside, that piece of Black Stone alone was certainly not merely for cultivation.
It had other uses!
Jiang Shu raised a hand and pressed it against his brow. Dao Patterns emerged there one after another.
This was what had remained after he devoured that piece of Black Stone. Yet even now, he had not discovered what use this Dao Pattern had.
"Still, these people should be able to give me an answer."
Jiang Shu immediately sent a message.
Jiang Shu: "Accept. Of course we accept. Naturally, we must accept these challenges. But inform them that I suffered some injuries while fighting the Mech Clan and need two or three days to recover."
Before long, Zhan Feng sent a reply.
Zhan Feng: "Received. I'll handle it immediately."
Putting away his communicator, Jiang Shu