One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 76: 74: The Irresistible Trend (6th Update, Seeking Monthly Votes)

Whoosh!

It was a rainy night.

The incessant rain fell onto the surface of the river, creating ripples; it fell on the leaves within the courtyard, making a rustling sound.

Sheets of crystalline rainwater cascaded down from the green tiles in front of Su Heng, forming a curtain of beads.

Su Heng sat cross-legged, facing the expansive Guan River outside.

Occasionally, lightning streaked across the sky, sudden flashes of silver snakes, with the ancient and vast scenery of Canglong Mountain faintly visible in the distance.

Next to Su Heng's left hand was a jar, its lid already open, inside, large chunks of demon flesh was emitting a substantial red mist, sizzling as it filled the room.

And along with the blood-red grease, dripping down from the irregular chunks of flesh.

Yet Su Heng didn't mind the greasiness, he tilted his head back and swallowed a chunk whole.

He now weighed over eight hundred pounds, standing around two meters thirty tall, and his physique was extremely well-proportioned and robust.

Underneath his strong neck were developed trapezius muscles, extending down to broad and firm shoulders, with two arms as thick as pillars, and bulging with muscles, naturally hanging down.

He was currently sitting cross-legged on the meditation cushion of the outdoor viewing platform.

The developed latissimus dorsi muscles on his back were blocking the open door behind him completely.

His body's muscles displayed the dense hardness of metal, with bulging masses, combined with a face that carried the dignified and solemn expression of an ancient emperor.

Just a single look,

Would give one the sense of invincibility, as if witnessing a deity walking amongst mortals.

Ordinary Martial Artists could only attempt to change their innate attributes by fusing with demon carcasses, a method fraught with immense risks.

But Su Heng didn't need to do that.

His stature was growing infinitely and tending towards perfection.

As long as he was alive, with an ample supply of food, even without any cultivation technique, Keep the adventure going on

Su Heng could feel himself growing stronger every day, moving slowly toward a terrifying, non-human realm.

The difference,

Was merely one of speed.

After eating the last piece of flesh in the jar, wiping the grease from the corners of his mouth,

Su Heng's gaze became focused as his attribute panel floated up before his eyes.

The Taotie Technique had reached completion, with only three levels in total.

The first level was the secondary stomach, the second level was a stomach as large as an ox's, expanding the space of the secondary stomach. But the talent brought on by the third level was the most important.

This talent, named Nourishing Digestion,

Allowed Su Heng to extract even more nutrients from equivalent food sources.

Su Heng did a rough calculation.

Before the completion of the Taotie Technique, he gained about thirty attribute points per day.

After the completion of the Taotie Technique, Su Heng's attribute point acquisition rate increased to nearly forty.

"That's about a thirty percent improvement, not much different from the boost given by the Water Ghost Poison Sack,"

However, there was a discrepancy between the two.

After feeling it carefully, Su Heng muttered to himself, "The boost from the Water Ghost Poison Sack comes from an increased digestion rate, and it also has to be in a water environment to be effective. However, the increase brought by the Taotie Technique is a direct growth in digestion ability, without any restrictions."

"In comparison, the effects of the Taotie Technique are clearly much better."

The Taotie Technique, even at completion, could continue to be advanced, but the attribute points required would increase significantly.

Considering that the selection event for the Deputy Governor was in five days,

Su Heng had great confidence in his own strength and feared no trivial opponent,

But still needed to make thorough preparations to ensure nothing went wrong; he planned to choose between the "Cold Ice Charm" and the "Miniature Mist Skill" as potential cultivation techniques.

Five days should be enough to cultivate to completion.

To further strengthen his own force power, promoting the growth of his mutated tissue.

Moreover, there were synergistic effects between the force powers, and by that time, his strength would receive another noticeable improvement.

Thinking this way...

Su Heng drew his gaze back from the distant surface of the river.

He turned around, lowered his head, and went back inside his dwelling.

The room, which had been adequate for normal living, now felt increasingly cramped for Su Heng's massive frame.

Particularly when passing under the door frame,

Su Heng needed to be cautious to lower his head; otherwise, he would directly bring the house down.

On such a rainy day, making a commotion was bound to cause troubles, spoiling the good mood he had just been in.

Inside the room.

The oil lamp on the wall burned silently.

He bent down to pick up two booklets from the bookshelf, which recorded the secrets of genuine cultivation techniques.

After flipping through each for a moment, Su Heng quickly made up his mind, "The power of the Green Wood Longevity Technique at the bone-force stage, combined with the Red Sun Black Evil Force, is already quite formidable. But when I fight, my means of trapping my enemies are still too simplistic."

"The force power of the Cold Ice Charm comes with a layer of ice sealing and delaying effects, which should compensate slightly for this shortcoming."

After some thought,

Su Heng put back the booklet recording the "Miniature Mist Skill."

And the other small booklet that detailed the "Cold Ice Charm" was the one he decided to keep in hand for the next five days of intense cultivation.

Crack!

First, a flash of silver, then a scorching bolt of lightning descended from the skies.

Then came the rumble of thunder, echoing over the mountains, startling a host of birds into flight.

Outside the wide-open door, a pitch-dark shadow abruptly appeared in the courtyard, with the incessant rain dripping down on either side of him.

Su Heng paused what he was doing and squinted slightly.

Then he put the booklet back down.

He took a step forward, into the courtyard beyond the door.

"Who are you?" Su Heng asked, his voice gentle. He didn't want a stranger's unexpected visit to ruin his good mood.

The person slowly lifted his head, revealing under the dark hood a face without features.

"Who I am is not important,"

Came a murky, hoarse voice, though the faceless person had no mouth.