One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 25: Grace

Chapter 25: Grace

The stench of rotting corpses at the chaotic burial mounds, the bright and eerie full moon, the vultures circling in the sky, and the pitch-black old trees with their demon-like claws and teeth.

Such a bizarre atmosphere could easily make a grown man’s legs tremble with fear.

Especially since a strange incident had just occurred in Changqing County.

Yet Su Heng was there alone, amusing himself without any issues, even managing to crack a few jokes to himself.

But as he laughed...

Su Heng inexplicably felt a bit foolish.

He shook his head, grateful that there was no one else around in the burial mounds at midnight.

He casually dismissed these thoughts.

"Apart from controlling corpses and spreading plagues, the most important talent of the water ghost is the ’gift of water marsh’... Yes, this is the talent I value most," he mused.

"The gift of water marsh allows a severely injured water ghost to quickly recover its ability to move."

"Such recovery must be achieved by increasing metabolism... If metabolism can be accelerated, then in the presence of water, digestion can also be sped up, helping me gain more attribute points in the same amount of time."

After the incident with the water ghost.

The power of the Su Family had grown stronger than before, making it the undisputed leading family in Changqing County.

Even the local government had to give them some deference.

And as the root cause of all this, Su Heng’s spending on the martial path was unlimited.

What limited his acquisition of attribute points was never the availability of food, but rather the nutrients contained in the food, his personal digestive capacity, time, and other factors.

Among these factors.

An improvement in his personal digestive capacity made the most immediately noticeable change.

"The Black Evil Technique and Pure Yang Skill are merged, but to cultivate to perfection in a short period of time, I still need a lot of attribute points."

"There’s also the Red Poison Technique that could probably be merged using the same method."

"Vein Mutation..."

Su Heng glanced at his attribute panel; the progress of the Vein Mutation had already increased to sixty-five percent.

Physical mutations directly affected Su Heng’s fundamental attributes such as strength, speed, endurance, and even reaction speed.

But to achieve perfect mutation,

Su Heng had a feeling that the three cultivation techniques he held were not enough.

He needed to find additional internal cultivation techniques by some means.

As for acquiring these techniques, it was not difficult. He could scatter Silver around, and there were plenty of destitute martial masters willing to teach their lifetime of knowledge. Even if Changqing County lacked suitable techniques, he could send people to search in other counties or even cities.

The real issue, however, was still the attribute points.

Attribute points could not only strengthen and merge Su Heng’s cultivation techniques.

But even...

The recently acquired Poison Bag Demon Corpse could be further strengthened and merged.

However, this stage required a lot of attribute points, and with demons and ghosts elusive, Su Heng couldn’t quickly obtain a second type of demon corpse.

He had to temporarily put this trial aside.

Looking at the attribute points in his hands...

"Twenty-five points."

Before obtaining the remains of the water ghost, relying on the flesh of the "Tai Sui," Su Heng could earn one attribute point a day, which was astonishing.

But now, with the aid of pure demonic flesh,

Su Heng’s speed of gaining attribute points was - about eight per day, a drastic improvement.

And thirty attribute points,

Could potentially take a genuine internal cultivation technique,

From just beginning to the stage of stepping into mutation and breaking limits.

As his thrifty master Ning Zhibai had said, for an ordinary person to cultivate a technique to its limit would require thirty years of persistent hard work, and also decent innate talent, intelligence, guidance from a skilled teacher, and a considerable amount of medicinal consumption during the training process...

But attribute points could skip all of these needs,

Leading directly to the final outcome.

And because there would be no mishaps during the training process, each stage would reach perfection.

Compared to those who followed traditional training methods, Su Heng’s foundation would even be more profound at the same level.

This was simply...

"But the attribute panel is also a part of my strength," he said.

He remembered how, in order to gain an attribute point, he used to eat heavily every day.

The pride that had just started to swell in Su Heng’s heart dissipated like smoke.

Every effort has its reward.

All this,

Was earned by his sweat... no, by his saliva.

There was nothing to feel emotional about.

...

Swish!

At this thought, Su Heng’s mind suddenly cleared a great deal.

His figure flickered as he left the chaos of the creepy, stinky graveyard and headed towards the clear waters of the creek to the west.

Qing Shui Creek was a tributary of the Nine Twists River.

Although it was called "creek," during the rapid water flows of spring, it could reach depths of three to five meters, and every year, people drowned here.

There was also an arched bridge over Qing Shui Creek, under which hung a rusty iron sword from the old wooden bridge.

The banks were rugged with stones and overgrown with various thorns and weeds.

Thump!

Su Heng took off his coat and casually threw it aside.

About half a catty of Water Ghost Flesh was also placed on the clothes, to be tried out later.

He looked around.

Making sure there were no large wild animals lurking around.

Not about to have his provisions snatched away, Su Heng leaped into the raging creek waters.

Splash!

A huge splash erupted on the surface of the water.

Su Heng’s robust figure soon vanished among the glimmering ripples.

He now weighed 290 pounds, was just over 1.9 meters tall, and his body did not appear bulky.

This meant...

Compared to the average person, Su Heng’s body density was much higher.

The body density of a normal person was basically the same as that of clean water, but Su Heng’s was greater, so he quickly sank to the bottom even in the turbulent river.

He sat cross-legged on a smooth, gigantic stone.

His mouth was tight.

True Qi circulated slightly within his body before he opened his eyes.

The creek water was clear. Looking up, he could vaguely see the golden moon in the sky, and in front of him, a Black-Scale Carp stared at him with big eyes, seemingly bewildered by the sudden appearance of this strange creature.

As Su Heng opened his eyes, the carp got scared.

Then it swished its tail and quickly left, disappearing from Su Heng’s view in the blink of an eye.

"Grace of the water..."

Su Heng, having frequently played in rivers before, immediately noticed the difference.

Firstly, the resistance in the water had subtly decreased. Secondly, his ability to hold his breath improved as True Qi circulated in his body, with threads of oxygen being absorbed through his pores. Even if he stayed in the water for a long time, he didn’t feel much suffocation.

As for controlling the flow of water, that was something Su Heng couldn’t do.

Of course, there was one more crucial point...

Swish!

Su Heng pushed hard against the rock beneath his feet, and shot forward like a fish.

He broke the surface and his wet head emerged.

He stretched out his arm to take the Water Ghost Flesh he had placed on his clothes, tilted his head back, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Gulp!

Su Heng dived back into the creek.

As the Water Ghost Flesh digested, this time he distinctly felt something different.