During one council, you heard the female Heavenly Venerable Na speaking with great concern.
"This thing, once it grows up, will be extremely terrifying. If we lose control, it could destroy the entire Nether Realm!"
"But it's just a scrap piece, not that powerful."
"I think we should inform the Realm Lord about this."
"No! If the Realm Lord finds out how hard we're fighting, he'll definitely order us to retreat and send another army. Then what about all the people we've lost?"
Without a doubt, Heavenly Venerate Xia was trapped by something called "sunk cost."
So he went all out, using some kind of taboo weapon.
During your undercover period, you also specifically investigated how the Dragonmen could use lifespan as wages.
Whenever the Dragonmen conquered a world, they would erase that world from existence.
Actually, "erasure" was the result, not the goal.
First, the Dragonmen would seize the Five Elements Root Vessels and merge them into their own world's root vessels, strengthening their world's elemental foundation.
Then, they would refine the Earth Soul.
Finally, they would slaughter all living beings to release the Dust of Mortality and transfer it all away.
A world destroyed like this was naturally erased, having lost all reason to exist.
In this process, the Dragonmen would gain an extra reward.
As mentioned earlier, the Earth Soul governed a world's living evolution, including the lifespan of its beings, which was also connected to it.
When Dragonmen refined the Earth Soul, they would extract a large amount of "Life Source."
Note: it's "source," not "force."
Life Source couldn't be directly turned into lifespan; cultivators had to use their own power to slowly convert it into lifespan.
The speed of conversion was a bit counterintuitive.
The higher a person's cultivation level, the slower the conversion.
But don't forget, those with higher cultivation levels also lived much longer.
So overall, through world wars, the average lifespan of the Dragonmen had greatly increased.
As they obtained more and more Life Source, the currency of the Dragon Realm was directly replaced by Life Source.
It was a transparent liquid, sealed inside small round metal chips.
This was the so-called "Dragon Coin."
"Those Dragonmen really have mastered the core technology!"
You guessed that if Old Shen were here, he'd definitely want to study this technique.
You also wanted to know their specific methods, but it was a very complex process. Dragonmen who didn't specialize in Life Source extraction couldn't explain the details at all—not even the Heavenly Venerables.
In the eighty-first year, you were one hundred years old.
Drawing a Trait...
Triggered effect: "The Older, The Luckier"!
Draw successful!
Super Saiyan (Golden Legend):
It's me! Super Saiyan!!
When you enter a state of "Extreme Rage," you will undergo different levels of transformation based on your rage level and current realm, with later stages inheriting special effects from previous ones.
After transformation, you can maintain the "Extreme Rage" state until you cancel the transformation.
The transformation ends when stamina is exhausted, or it lasts up to one year.
Super Saiyan 1: Qi power increases fiftyfold, hair turns gold and stands up, gain one chance to do a sit-up.
Super Saiyan 2: Qi power increases a hundredfold, hair grows twice as long, turns gold and stands up, all attacks carry massive destructive lightning.
Super Saiyan 3: Qi power increases four hundredfold, hair grows ten times longer and eyebrows vanish, can attack any target regardless of their state.
Sit-up: As long as you're not dead, no matter how exhausted or injured, you can get up and fight another round!
After the qi increase, if you reach the standard for the next realm, your own realm will temporarily rise.
Yamero! Frieza!!!!
"Adjust Trait?"
"Yes / No"
"Wow! Golden Legend!"
Even though he had drawn several gold traits before.
Every time those golden words appeared, Chen Yi couldn't contain his excitement.
Especially this time—clearly another powerhouse.
But making this powerhouse work wasn't easy.
"From previous simulations, I know I can't fake extreme rage myself. I need something that truly strikes the soul."
Actually, Chen Yi also had a short-temper trait.
That trait lowered the trigger condition for the "Extreme Rage" state to some extent.
But reaching that soul-stirring anger was no easy feat.
Anyway, the trait pool was growing again!
"This is my first time living to a hundred. No wonder living longer pays off—the more traits I draw, the better ones I get!"
You replaced The Older, The Luckier with Super Saiyan.
That year, you continued your undercover work, gathering intelligence about the Dragonmen and constantly sending it to the Human Realm Alliance, helping them better understand the enemy.
You noticed that the Dragonmen had withdrawn their surrounding patrols, and the defensive arrays at each camp were just for show, with no energy actually powering them up.
This was clearly a deliberate signal of relaxed defenses, trying to lure the Human Realm Alliance into an attack.
You immediately ordered: until you figured out what those Dragonmen were cooking up, if the enemy didn't move, you wouldn't move either!
In the eighty-second year, you were one hundred and one.
The Sixth Expeditionary Force still showed no clear movement. They stayed holed up in their stronghold.
The Scarface slowly sent supplies for support, but most of them were forwarded to the Human Realm Alliance.
The humans also made use of some new Dragonman technology.
But you strictly ordered it not to be exposed; these weapons were given to designated personnel for training, kept highly secret.
In the eighty-third year, you were one hundred and two.
A Dragonman squad encountered a small patrol from the Human Realm Alliance while hunting in the wilderness.
This squad of fewer than a hundred humans utterly routed the Dragonman force, which was roughly the same size.
The Human Realm Alliance was elated.
Everyone was saying that without their war machines, the Dragonmen were just toothless tigers, nothing to fear.
Besides, with so few of them now, staying holed up was clearly a sign they had run out of tricks.
The Alliance should take the initiative, attack, wipe out the Dragonmen completely, end this war, and return the human realm to normal.
You suppressed this growing arrogance with your orders.
But you knew it was a bad sign.
In the eighty-fourth year, you were one hundred and three.
This year brought incredible news.
Li Lingyue had a breakthrough. The Way of Incense had accumulated enough cultivation for her; she was going into seclusion to break through to the Martial God Realm!
As the current Protector of the Human Race, Li Lingyue would receive protection from the race's luck during her realm advancement, making it relatively easier.
In the eighty-fifth year, you were one hundred and four.
A mutiny-like disturbance broke out in the Human Realm Alliance camp. Many soldiers couldn't bear the stalemate any longer and demanded an attack.
In a hidden grove, you were wearing Dragonman disguise, meeting with the Sword Lord who had rushed over.
"Chen Yi, the men below can barely contain their eagerness to join the battle."

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

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