I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

It was hard work, but the rewards were truly great.

After defeating the fire dragon, three of my regular skills were upgraded.

He closed his eyes and looked inward, experiencing the changes within himself.

First, the flame of life is burning extremely brightly, about one-third brighter than when it was at Lv8.

The physical and mental fatigue from the recent fierce battle with the fire dragon had almost completely dissipated, and he felt so energetic that he thought he could take on three more.

Then, Xue Jing reached out and touched the Futu Knife hanging on his backpack.

"—Breathing is more noticeable now."

The Futu Blade was now exhibiting a more pronounced expansion and contraction than before, as if it were not a blade, but a living creature.

In addition, it is much easier to hold the knife than at Lv7.

"Chong-"

Xue Jing drew his sword and casually slashed at the side.

This was a spur-of-the-moment strike; Xue Jing hadn't thought about anything, he just instinctively swung the blade.

A ring of sword energy, shaped like a full moon, poured out from the blade, swirling and tearing the earth apart, extending dozens of meters away.

"Huh? This is..."

Xue Jing was taken aback.

Previously, in order to unleash his sword energy, he had to first activate the Heavenly Sword Intent and enter a state where "the will of Heaven is like a sword that cannot be defied".

But now, he didn't use any martial arts techniques; he simply swung his sword casually, as if it were nothing more than a casual gesture.

"He can now unleash sword energy even in normal conditions..."

Xue Jing gripped the hilt of the Futu Blade.

“I see… Actually, it wasn’t until now that I truly entered the profound realm of the art of weaponry, where I could unleash sword energy. The reason I could unleash sword energy before was simply because the Heavenly Blade Intent was too strong, forcibly raising my mental strength to the point where it affected my own reality.”

"That's awesome, let's grill some dragon meat..."

Xue Jing strode toward the fire dragon's corpse lying on the ground.

……

the other side.

"Huh? We really have to go over there?"

Renia held a bowl of water, her eyes showing hesitation.

The middle-aged man glanced at her and said strangely, "Wasn't this your suggestion to confirm the situation of the Flame-Crying Dragon...? I suspect that the disappearance of the nearby dragons may also be related to the person on the Flame-Crying Dragon's back."

"The Flame Cry Dragon is one of the dragons most closely related to the Dragon God's bloodline. As citizens of this country who have been blessed by the Dragon God, we have a duty to investigate. In case it is a conspiracy by those despicable people from that country, we can take timely action."

"It's rare for you to say something so befitting of a Dragon God Priestess. I'm very pleased, Priestess."

The middle-aged man sighed.

“This…” A troubled look appeared on Renia’s delicate face.

"Alright, let's get going without delay."

The person reflected in the water sat on Renia's shoulder, a smile on their face.

……

Chapter 157 The Great Achievement of Slaying God Will Be Achieved in Your Hands (4K)

The patrol team from this country moved cautiously through the forest, and no one dared to make a sound.

"Be careful, we're almost at the place where the Flame Cry Dragon crashed... Tinil, send Nightbat over to check the situation first."

The middle-aged man leading the group gestured for everyone to stop moving, and then spoke.

The middle-aged woman named Tinil nodded and spoke a few words in a voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

As if receiving a command, the large bats that had been silently circling and flying above the forest immediately turned and flew forward.

Night Bat went to investigate, and the group stood still and waited silently, no one speaking.

It seems that because of the roar of the Flame Crying Dragon just now, all the creatures in the surrounding area were frightened away and ran away, and not even an insect could be found.

The entire forest was eerily silent.

Renia, holding a bowl of water that had spilled quite a bit during their journey, moved slightly away from the group, walked behind a large tree, and whispered to the person reflected in the water:

"Xiao Jing, are you from out of town like Xue Jing? Are you from the same hometown?"

The person in the mirror, standing on Renia's shoulder, complained, "Don't call me 'Little Mirror.' I'm more than ten times your age. You'd be getting the better end of the deal if you called me 'Grandpa Mirror'!"

After a pause, it continued, "Compared to you, he and I are from the same hometown..."

Renia asked疑惑地问道：“Then what exactly do you want to see him for?”

The person in the mirror stroked his chin: "It would be too troublesome to explain everything from beginning to end. In short, just take me to see him."

Renia muttered, "Because you said Xue Jing's situation is urgent and we need to see him immediately, that's why I suggested to Uncle Aizaki that we come and investigate. I've already risked getting close to the Flame-Crying Dragon, so what's the connection if I find out..."

The person in the mirror crossed their arms and said calmly, "This isn't some secret that can't be told. You can just listen in after you meet Xue Jing."

At that moment, the Night-Hidden Bat, which flies silently, returned.

Seeing this, Renia picked up the bowl of water and walked towards the group.

The night-hiding bats emitted rhythmic, strange cries. After listening carefully for a while, the middle-aged woman, Tinil, exclaimed in astonishment:

"Yan Tilong... is dead."

……

"This meat is a bit tricky."

Xue Jing frowned.

In front of him was a bonfire, and a few branches formed a simple barbecue grill, which was placed above the bonfire. On the grill was a piece of dragon meat that had been deboned, bled, and seasoned.

"It's been baking for about half an hour."

Xue Jing held a small twig in his hand and poked at the fire dragon meat.

The dragon meat hasn't changed at all since it started grilling half an hour ago.

"It's a fire-type dragon, so it's really hard to imagine that this meat can be cooked over a fire... Let's think of other ways to eat it."

"Maybe this thing is like the 'flame crab' that the mandrill talked about, you can just start eating it without cooking it?"

Xue Jing touched his chin.

He took the dragon meat off the grill, looked at the somewhat reddish and tender surface of the meat, hesitated for a moment, and then put it to his mouth.

Just as he was about to take a bite to try it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned to look at a forest a hundred meters away.

Now, his senses are dozens of times sharper than those of an ordinary person.

The direct gaze of others, in Xue Jing's senses, was as if the intangible thing of 'gaze' had materialized, tracing back and forth across his skin.

That's obviously incredible.

……

"That's... a Flame Crying Dragon! Oh dear, it's dead!"

In the forest, the patrol team of this country hid behind a large tree, looking at the 'battlefield' in front of them, which was covered with lava and black soil, and their expressions were all horrified.

"Who is that person? He seems to be eating... a Flame-Crying Dragon?"

A young team member with somewhat dark skin stared at Xue Jing, who was roasting dragon meat, and stammered.

"I'm going crazy, I must be dreaming... The son of the Dragon God, Flame Cry Dragon, was actually killed and even eaten."

Someone covered their head, muttering to themselves with vacant eyes.

"Captain Ezaki, what should we do now?"

A female team member swallowed hard, her face full of fear and anxiety, and asked.

The middle-aged man, Aizaji, had a solemn look in his eyes. He took a deep breath and was about to direct everyone to make a covert retreat.

The person who could kill the powerful son of the Dragon God single-handedly was someone who was completely beyond his imagination.

Regardless of the other party's identity, whether they are from another country or strangers, they are definitely not someone their patrol team can handle.

Let's retreat for now and go back to report to the shaman...

"call out--"

A straight branch sliced ​​through the air, pierced through a large tree, and embedded itself deeply into the trunk in front of Aizaki.

He looked at the tree branch that was only a dozen centimeters away from his head, and cold sweat broke out all over his body on the spot.

If that needle had hit his head, there would have been no other outcome than sudden death.

He took two steps back and collapsed to the ground.

His narrow escape from death left his legs feeling weak.

"What do I do if I've been...discovered?"

When the patrol team saw this scene and glanced at the boy roasting dragon meat, they were immediately filled with panic.

"Calm down. They haven't attacked directly yet; this is just a warning!"

Aizaki stood up from the ground, touching his chest where his heart was pounding with lingering fear.

"I'll go talk to him..."

Before he could finish speaking, Renia, who was standing beside him, suddenly spoke up:

“I’ll go, Uncle Aizaki.”

"I know him..."

Everyone was stunned by these words.

……