So why didn't Chu Chengzhou idle-upgrade the Four Symbols Law or the Five Elements Law?
For no other reason than this: since the perfect fusion of earth, water, fire, and wind yields 0.1% progress in the Four Symbols Law, and the perfect fusion of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth yields 0.1% progress in the Five Elements Law, then of course he would wait for the Chaos Law that he kept in mind.
No matter the world, the Chaos Law is the strongest law, or among the strongest. For the sake of his future prospects, he naturally had to ascend to godhood by the strongest law.
As for how to obtain the Chaos Law seed—namely seeing "Chaos (0.1%)" appear in the Laws pane on the attribute panel—Chu Chengzhou was certain the moment would be when the super-god-tier secret art Elemental Fusion was completed via auto-run in a hundred days.
In the Douluo universe, the law and attribute of chaos must exist. If fusing the four of earth, water, fire, and wind is not chaos, then fusing the eleven basic elements of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, darkness, time, and space should evolve chaos, right? Perhaps he would not even need to fuse all basic elements.
If he became a god by the Chaos Law, the godhood tier would have to be at least God King level.
Then Chu Chengzhou closed the attribute panel and turned his gaze to the dragon corpse left after the Light Holy Dragon's sacrifice.
"Sigh. I'm soft-hearted. Little dragon, rest in peace."
After a moment's hesitation, Chu Chengzhou sighed, dug a large pit near the cliff-top nest, and buried the Light Holy Dragon's corpse.
If this Light Holy Dragon had not broken through to a hundred thousand years, and had not dropped the exceptionally precious external soul bone, and if his auto-run efficiency had not risen so dramatically, Chu Chengzhou would definitely have summoned the Dark Devilgod Tiger Xiao Hei to devour the corpse left after the sacrifice to raise the seventh soul ring's years.
But with those three factors, he changed his mind.
Devouring a dragon corpse that had only just advanced to a hundred thousand years would at most raise Xiao Hei's years—already over 130,000—by a few thousand, less than ten thousand.
Such a gain could now be achieved in less than ten days on a single auto-run slot.
Compared with what this Light Holy Dragon had contributed, less than ten days on a single slot felt paltry. Chu Chengzhou was willing to play the good guy.
It could be said that, among all the soul beasts that had died because of him so far, this Light Holy Dragon had the best end.
Right before death it tasted the peak of a beast's life—becoming a hundred-thousand-year beast king. After death he even collected its remains. Not a shabby treatment.
No, becoming his summoned spirit did not mean complete death. It was another kind of rebirth. Aside from lacking its former memories and flesh, the Light Holy Dragon summoned spirit would not differ much from before.
And a hundred thousand years was not the peak of its future life. Even a million-year summoned spirit was only a small goal.
By that logic, this Light Holy Dragon ought to thank him.
Light Holy Dragon: I thank your grandpa!
The next evening, at Yuexuan.
"Damn old thief Chu!"
In his bedroom, hearing the half-crying, half-laughing low moans from his aunt in the next room, Tang San, who was cultivating, could not help cursing inwardly.
Luckily he cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill, a Daoist classic, and his spiritual power was strong after training the Purple Demon Eye. Otherwise he might have suffered qi deviation.
On the other side, as the uncle, Chu Chengzhou had no idea what his "good nephew" Tang San was thinking.
Even if he did, Chu Chengzhou would not care. He was busy.
No one knew how long it took. The wind calmed. The waves stilled. The "Yuexuan-Grad campaign" ended again.
Beaded with fragrant sweat and utterly spent, Tang Yuehua glanced at the soul tool timer on the wall and could not help asking, "You little troublemaker, how did you become this good?"
"Well then, Yuehua, do you like it?"
Chu Chengzhou's lips curved. He whispered in her ear.
Praise a man. If you praise other things you might miss. Praise this and you will not be wrong. Unless he is a eunuch. Even a man who likes men will do.
Hearing this, Tang Yuehua rolled her eyes charmingly and pinched the "little Chu" she both loved and feared.
The next instant, a scene of "alarm" unfolded for Tang Yuehua.
Feeling the hardness in her hand, she hastily let go, a little flustered. "Don't. We have important business tomorrow."
"Business? What business?"
Chu Chengzhou blinked and asked.
Tang Yuehua said solemnly, "After this period of tempering, Xiao San's condition has stabilized. Now that you're back, I plan to take Xiao San to the Haotian Sect tomorrow to acknowledge his lineage and return to the sect."
"So soon?"
Chu Chengzhou raised an eyebrow.
If he remembered right, in the original story Tang San stayed at Yuexuan for a full year.
But Tang Yuehua's strength now was far beyond the original, and her Ruyi Domain was much stronger than the original Noble Ring Domain. Half a month was enough to stabilize Tang San's condition.
At least, if he had not known beforehand, he could not tell Tang San had only recently left the Slaughter City as one of the current Killing Gods.
"Fine. I'll go with you tomorrow. But…"
Before he finished, golden radiance rose from Chu Chengzhou's left leg. He activated the hundred-thousand-year soul bone skill: Fountain of Life. A stream of golden soul power flowed into Tang Yuehua's body.
As the golden stream entered her, Tang Yuehua instantly felt indescribably comfortable, as if her stamina had returned to its peak.
Though Fountain of Life is a healing-type soul bone skill whose main effect is healing rather than restoring stamina, Tang Yuehua had suffered no serious injuries. A surge of vigorous life force likewise restored her stamina, and even as a side effect it swept away her fatigue.
"Here, Yuehua. Have some water. Let's continue."
Chu Chengzhou got out of bed and poured the big sister a glass of water, grinning wickedly.
Stamina restored. Hydration required.
Chu Chengzhou: Let us row the oars, the little boat pushing through the waves.
Tang Yuehua: "…"
Soon, in the next bedroom, still vexed and sleepless, Tang San again heard his aunt's moans.
"Damn old thief Chu. It's this late and he's still tormenting my aunt."
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