Formless Isn't This Just Leaf Rot

"I've felt it too. Recently, someone has been actively coming to provoke us Dragonfolk."

"Actually, the brothers do have a point. If you're worried the Dragonfolk are brewing some conspiracy, why not attack early and throw off their rhythm?"

"But I have a feeling the Dragonfolk are waiting for us to take the initiative. If we really do attack, we'll fall right into their trap."

The Sword Master looked at you and said with a smile.

"Fine, then I'll have to go back and play the bad cop, to hold them down a little longer."

"You've worked hard. At the latest, by the end of this year, no matter the outcome of my investigation, we must unite the forces of the Star Domain and end this war!"

Not long after, you finally got a chance to figure out what the Dragonfolk were up to.

Heifeng's desperate blow from before had simply been too powerful.

If Heifeng's cultivation hadn't been insufficient, even a dozen lives of Heaven Exalt Lin wouldn't have been enough to survive.

Even so, years later, Heaven Exalt Lin was still like a sickly weakling, utterly unable to use much of his combat ability.

To help him fully recover, the Sixth Expeditionary Army applied to the Mother Realm for a heavenly treasure that could heal him—the other side of the seabed rift wasn't necessarily the Dragonfolk's Mother Realm; it could also be a conquered world like the Three-Headed Realm.

The Dragonfolk's administrative efficiency was clearly not high either.

It had taken until now for the approval to come through, and for the items to be transmitted.

To assist in Heaven Exalt Lin's recovery, Heavenly Venerate Na and Heavenly Venerate Xia both had to help him.

Thus, these three Heavenly Venerables needed to go into seclusion for a short time.

With them gone, the eight Earthly Venerables were once again arguing endlessly about who was in charge.

The Earthly Venerables spent all their days busy forming factions, building their prestige, and canvassing for votes, while the actual work that needed to be done was passed down to the generals below.

For example, the thigh you had been clinging to all along—General Zuo Zuo Lu.

"General, where are we going?"

Now, as you slowly raised the aura you released externally, pretending to be at the Sixth Stage, you could already serve as a vice general.

Whose vice general, you ask?

No need to guess—Zuo Zuo Lu's, of course.

Zuo Zuo Lu had important business to attend to today, so she brought you along by her side.

She brought only you.

"Don't ask too many questions. You'll know when we get there."

From a cave beneath the command camp, you went straight down and arrived at an underground tunnel.

Following this tunnel, you walked for about dozens of kilometers, during which you saw many skull-shaped wall lamps.

These lamps served not only to illuminate but also to block divine sense probes, and even to fabricate false results from such probes.

After passing through the tunnel, you arrived at a spacious cavern.

Inside the cave, many glowing stalactites hung upside down, providing illumination.

As soon as you entered, you smelled a strong stench of blood, along with a foul odor you had never encountered before.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

Ahead, something was making a bubbling sound.

You looked closely and saw a strange, jelly-like creature, its body translucent, slowly wriggling within the cavern. It was over a hundred meters long.

"General, what is this?"

You put on an act of being inexperienced.

Zuo Zuo Lu let out a faint laugh and raised her chin.

"This is a secret weapon the Heavenly Venerables prepared to conquer the Human Realm! Hah, originally, we weren't planning to use it, because this thing is very dangerous. But who would have thought the Human Realm could make our magical artifact turn traitor? For the sake of victory, we have no choice but to take a risk."

The Dragonfolk referred to spiritual artifacts as magical artifacts, still worshipping the concept of "magic."

Zuo Zuo Lu opened her storage ring and tossed out the bodies of animals, demonfolk, and humans stored inside.

That blob of jelly-like monster slowly crawled over, covered the flesh and blood under its body, and digested them in an instant!

It seemed to have grown a little bigger.

You put on a joking tone.

"General, can this lump really defeat the Human Realm? Any of us Dragonfolk pulled out at random are more formidable than it, no?"

Zuo Zuo Lu revealed a sly smile.

"Go ahead and punch it. But don't hit it too hard."

"Punch it?"

"Don't worry. Though the Heavenly Venerables said not to play around with it like this, I'll let you see something amazing today."

So you did as instructed. You walked over and gave the thing a punch.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, a very solid fist stretched out from the jelly, slamming straight into your face and sending you flying. With a loud crash, you smashed into the cave wall, leaving a human-shaped crater.

As a Martial King, you could have dodged it, and if you hadn't avoided it, you wouldn't have ended up so disheveled.

But now, you were playing the role of Ai Bobo at the Sixth Stage, so you had to see the act through to the end.

Zuo Zuo Lu doubled over with laughter.

"I told you not to use too much force! See?"

Actually, you hadn't used that much force, but your punch was no ordinary one.

You still had "Serious Punch" equipped!

You seemed to understand.

"It mimics the attacker's attack, and returns it with greater force?"

Zuo Zuo Lu nodded.

"Smart! It's called 'Wuxiang'! Across the entire Void Realm, it is one of a kind!"

Wuxiang, my foot—this was nothing but Yifu!

Your heart immediately leaped into your throat.

Yifu was more than just a little dangerous.

That thing evolved infinitely, was forever immortal, and any attack only made it stronger, ultimately destroying everything!

Going by the power levels of a mystical world, even the Human Realm wouldn't be enough to keep it occupied.

This was a Pandora's box. Once opened, the entire Void Realm would be devoured!

No wonder a few of the Heavenly Venerables had mentioned during the strategic meetings that they needed to apply to the Mother Realm and were not allowed to use this thing on their own.

Right now, you only hoped that this Wuxiang had the same characteristics as the Yifu you had in mind.

If so, you had a little way to deal with it.

"General, if I attack it and it counterattacks, what if I sing to it? Will it sing back to me?"

Zuo Zuo Lu got interested.

"Oh? I've never tried that. Go ahead and sing one?"

You cleared your throat and started singing.

"Hey! Visiting the mountain stronghold at night, who's arm is slung over whose shoulder..."

You tried to recreate the famous scene of Yifu turning into a musical instrument and putting down its weapon.

But the response was that the jelly sent a sonic wave attack back at you.

Wuxiang was not Yifu. Any stimulation only caused it to retaliate!

"General, lucky for the Human Realm that they never found out we've been raising this thing. If they'd discovered it early and nipped it in the bud, that would be bad."

"You're overthinking it. We're not raising it—we're making it accept a master. Even when it was only as big as a palm, we couldn't destroy it. It is immortal! The more you attack it, the more powers it learns and the stronger it gets, eventually destroying the Human Realm on its own!"

You felt a sense of relief.

Launching an attack earlier wouldn’t have worked either. Besides, you had no idea that thing could be bonded through recognition.

Just then, Zuo Zuo Lu furrowed her brow slightly as she received a telepathic message.

“General, what’s wrong?”

“The allied forces of the human realm have launched an assault!”