A Definite Goal

Hearing that, Wentesi noticed the bold handwriting, but his gaze remained fixed on the screen.

The things inside were simply too tempting.

He even wanted to pass through the screen, go straight to the Church of Light's treasury, and loot it.

Of course, that was a pipe dream.

There were many other precious treasures on the screen.

There were precious light magic stones, which could be used to set up light-element magic arrays or craft light-attribute weapons.

They were exceptionally effective against creatures of the evil alignment, such as demons and devils, and strongly countered them.

There were also several high-tier magic light cannons, with the cannon itself priced at just 120,000 contribution points.

A single shot from one of these high-tier cannons could level a small hill;

but a single matching magic cannonball cost 10,000 contribution points.

Clearly, they intended to make their contribution points off the ammunition.

Besides those, there were all kinds of magic gems, magic tomes, advancement books for various classes, and class books.

There was an enormous assortment, with something of everything.

Wentesi even spotted a dwarven "Book of Grudges" in a corner of the light screen, which opened his eyes.

His dragon head and eyeballs were practically pressed against the light screen, its magic script reflected in his gold-and-red dragon eyes.

An intense desire to possess it all welled up inside him.

"Why aren't these good things mine?"

If only they were all mine.

Aierde watched the red dragon's head draw closer and closer, at a loss. Feeling the scorching breath of the true dragon, he had no choice but to take a few steps back.

Only then did Wentesi realize that his behavior had been somewhat unbecoming. He raised his dragon head again and gave a few dragon coughs.

He put on an arrogant air, as though he hadn't been the one eyeing the treasures so greedily that he'd nearly pressed himself against the screen.

"These things..."

Aierde said slowly,

"Actually, only members of the church or friendly forces certified by our Church of Light have permission to exchange for them."

Wentesi thought nothing of it. That was perfectly normal.

Almost every major power in the Western fantasy world did the same; there was nothing wrong with it.

Wentesi looked at Aierde with a very friendly gaze, his tone even quite gentle.

"Aierde, don't you think my territory could absolutely count as a force friendly to your Church of Light?

Look, I took the initiative to report the abyssal rift, and now I've formed an alliance with your Church of Light, right?

I'm a very, very good dragon. You can absolutely trust me."

Even Aierde, who had practiced ascetic cultivation for a hundred years, couldn't help the twitch at the corner of his mouth when he heard that.

A friendly force?

Aierde looked at the dragon before him, red from head to toe, baring his fangs and brandishing his claws, his ferocity on full display.

Then he glanced over the evil gnolls, evil kobolds, ugly minotaurs, and murderous bearfolk standing guard nearby.

Anywhere on the main plane, those fellows would be a textbook evil force.

"Your Excellency Wentesi," Aierde said in a rather complicated tone,

"If the church certified your territory as a friendly force, I'm afraid the other churches on the main plane would take it as the biggest joke in the world."

"Ah, brother-in the religious sense-you can't put it like that."

Wentesi swayed his enormous dragon body, nimbly circled Aierde, and drew a circle on the ground with his tail.

Putting on the air of a scoundrel, he said,

"Come on, you're a Sanctuary expert, and you're so old. You must have been with the church for ages and have plenty of seniority.

Just put in a good word for me. A little favor like that must be easy for you."

Hearing the teasing and shamelessness in the red dragon's tone, Aierde was speechless.

Younger humans had never dared speak to him like that, and when it came to those fellows from evil races, he would strike them down without even hearing them out.

Only the red dragon before him was an exception in his career.

But when he thought of the God of Light's divine favor upon Wentesi, Aierde accepted it.

Perhaps it was His instruction.

"All right. I'll submit your application for certification as a friendly force to the church's higher-ups."

Aierde said solemnly,

"But whether the application is ultimately approved is up to the Grand Patriarch. It isn't my decision to make."

"With a recommendation from old man Aierde, it's sure to pass."

Full of confidence, Wentesi immediately pressed on.

"If it's approved, will I be able to exchange the crops in my fields for contribution points and trade them directly for the treasures in there?"

As Wentesi saw it, this was a deal where a small investment would bring ten thousandfold returns.

Although Wentesi could eat these crops imbued with the presence of [Hairy Head Sun] to transform them into Sun Qi and advance his cultivation,

he grew so many of them that he could produce an endless supply.

That was without mentioning the dozens of mu of white jade grain, mountain ginseng, and other crops growing in the hillside planting area.

Of the fields the minotaurs had recently reclaimed alone, nearly half had been planted with spirit seeds.

In the future, there would only be more and more crops imbued with the presence of [Hairy Head Sun].

He couldn't consume them all himself, so he would have to sell them in exchange for other resources and goods.

A preliminary plan had already begun to take shape in Wentesi's mind.

It was a grand plan that relied on his territory to bring together the resources, Cultivation Methods, equipment, and materials of both worlds.

But this plan required Wentesi to possess great strength.

In the extraordinary world, the size of one's fist still mattered.

"Not so quickly."

Aierde shook his head and pointed to the badge.

"This badge was created by a mage of High Antiquity. It only has the functions of registration and display; it can't perform spatial teleportation.

If you want to exchange contribution points for physical goods, the church's griffin transport team will still have to deliver them, and that takes time.

Of course, if you only want to exchange them for gold coins, you can get those quickly. We have a special fast track for that."

Aierde seemed very familiar with these procedures.

"Forget the gold coins." Without a moment's thought, Wentesi shook his dragon head, then tapped several places on the light screen with a claw and asked to confirm,

"If I exchange for anything, it'll be these."

Aierde followed the dragon's claw to the light screen.

The goods the claw had indicated were:

The "Battle Dragon Class Advancement Book" and the "Elemental Breath Dragon Class Advancement Book";

the remaining items were various low-, mid-, and high-tier magic plant seeds.

Fairyland Honey Fruit seeds, Healing Apple Tree seeds, Moonlight Wheat seeds, Fire Element Orchid seeds, Woodborn Fruit, and so on.

This surprised Aierde somewhat. He had thought Wentesi would exchange them directly for an equivalent amount of gold coins.

After all, it was perfectly normal for an evil dragon to like gold, silver, and treasure.

"Old man Aierde, how many crops would I have to hand over to exchange for these things?"

Wentesi was not shortsighted. On the contrary, he had his own long-term plans.

Exchanging them for gold coins would be good, but gold coins couldn't help him increase his strength.

If he exchanged them for class books, seeds, and supplies like those, however, he could increase his strength further.

His future returns would only be greater.

When the time came, let alone gold coins-even a mountain of gold wouldn't satisfy Wentesi.

Wentesi had chosen the two dragon class books for himself to use when taking up a class. His life level had already reached level nine, so he could begin giving the matter proper consideration.

Depending on the class he took up, Wentesi could gain different abilities.

For example, if he became a Battle Dragon, his body could produce an endless supply of Battle Dragon Qi.

Battle Dragon Qi could not only increase attributes such as physical strength and speed, but could also manifest outside the body as armor and weapons.

As his Battle Dragon class level rose, his Battle Dragon Qi would gradually grow stronger as well.

The Elemental Breath Dragon was simpler: it elementalized a true dragon's breath, allowing it to be converted into all kinds of elemental breath attacks with increased power.

"Wentesi, I'll send the relevant clergy over to discuss it with you as soon as possible."

Aierde said this to Wentesi.

Then Aierde left. He was, after all, the principal person in charge of the abyssal rift, and he had plenty of other things to do.

Not long after Aierde left, Wentesi suddenly sensed a thread of connection reaching him from the Golden Land.

The connection was extremely faint, as though separated by a barrier.

Wentesi stirred his divine sense and reached out to investigate.

"Hmm? So Field of Merit and Crow Lord have finally reached the market."

Sensing Field of Merit's report, Wentesi couldn't help smiling.

He finally had a trading channel in the immortal cultivation world as well.

That way, his undertakings on both sides were on the right track.

In the immortal cultivation world, he would have Field of Merit, the golden eagle, gather information related to the Great Yin, as well as methods of scheming, planning, divination, and the like, to calculate the secrets of heaven.

In the Western fantasy world, he would gradually expand the area planted with spirit seeds, conduct trade, and accumulate resources.

He had Walker and Kru cultivate more and collected a cultivation tax from them to strengthen his own foundation.

I'd better hurry up and cultivate. I'll set a small goal and aim to break through Embryonic Breathing and reach the Qi Ingestion Realm within a year.

Wentesi made a one-year promise to himself.