High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

"Killing a four-wheeled vehicle grants a permanent 20-point power boost? Not bad."

Su Jie glanced inward at the slowly growing primordial source deep within the embryonic form of the original universe, and secretly pondered in his heart.

Although a four-wheeled eternal combat power can reach tens of thousands of constant power, the base combat power bonus from killing is only twenty constant power.

This isn't because his talent conversion rate is low; it's because his foundation is too deep. Every improvement requires an incredibly vast amount of origin.

To progress from the eighth-tier Supreme to the ninth tier, he needs his talent to replenish his basic combat strength with a thousand units of Eternal Power, which means he needs to kill fifty Eternal Four-Wheel Eternals of this level.

Fortunately, there are over 100 million eternal infants on this battlefield, so he has no worries about a lack of "food".

However, Su Jie knew in his heart that he had to improve his combat power as soon as possible because he had to be wary of that cunning old man from the Temple of Light.

That cunning old fox knew about his bloodline, but he never revealed it.

Was it greed? Was it a desire to monopolize it all? Or was there another motive? Su Jie didn't know.

But he knew that if that secret were revealed, he would have to live under an assumed name for the rest of his life.

The Dao Child of the Primordial Temple? The personal disciple of the Primordial Lord? These identities are nothing compared to the peak Chaos-level bloodline.

Those ancient monsters who have lived for countless ages will swarm in like sharks smelling blood, tear him to pieces, and then divide everything he has.

"I hope that old bastard is greedy enough," Su Jie muttered to himself. "Otherwise, I'll be stuck hiding in the vast Chaos Sea for the rest of my life, unable to openly exchange cultivation insights with the female disciples of the Primordial Temple."

He shook his head, banishing the worry from his mind, ready to face whatever comes his way.

Before that, he had to become stronger as soon as possible, strong enough that those old monsters wouldn't dare to touch him, and this battlefield was the first step in his journey to becoming stronger.

Su Jie reached out and summoned the storage rings left behind by the two Four-Wheel Eternals into his palm.

He probed inside with his divine sense and found fifteen high-grade universe crystals scattered around, plus a bunch of mid-grade and low-grade ones, with a total value of about twenty high-grade ones.

Just as he was wondering if the quantity of these cosmic crystals had been increased, a clear bird song suddenly came from the void.

A small golden bird, about the size of a palm, flew in from afar, flapping its wings, and landed straight in his palm.

The moment the bird touched his hand, it transformed into a cloud of golden light. When the light dissipated, a pile of forty crystal-clear, high-grade cosmic crystals appeared in his palm.

Su Jie was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Good heavens, so this is the extra reward bonus from the core rules of the Mystic Realm."

After storing the cluster of glittering crystals in his palm into his system space, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. This bonus was both adorable and domineering.

Bai Zhi stood a hundred feet away and saw everything clearly.

Her eyes widened, her lips parted slightly, and she nearly dropped the silver sword in her hand.

Forty high-grade cosmic crystals? A windfall? She had lived for so many years and risked her life on this battlefield, only to barely manage to save up six high-grade cosmic crystals.

This person had just committed murder when he suddenly received a windfall of forty coins.

What kind of opportunity is this? What kind of luck is this? Does killing people on the battlefield really reward you with cosmic crystals out of thin air?

And how come his combat power is so strong? Why didn't he kill me immediately?

Her heart was pounding, but she quickly regained her composure, concealing the shock and greed in her eyes.

Who is she? She is a disciple of the Heavenly Maiden Temple, an eighth-level Supreme, who has cultivated for countless years and has seen all kinds of storms.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have dared to sign up for the Battlefield of Domination. She was just too unlucky before, and she ran into two Eternal Four-Wheelers who knew each other.

Otherwise, with her looks, she could easily manipulate them and even make them fight over her.

The man in front of her was incredibly powerful, extremely wealthy, and seemed to be interested in her.

Bai Zhi sneered inwardly. Aren't all men the same?

If she just shows a little weakness, puts on a pitiful look, and throws a few flirtatious glances, which man wouldn't obediently fall at her feet?

Moreover, she has absolute confidence in her appearance.

Bai Zhi straightened her back, raised her chin slightly, and suppressed all the fear and panic she had just felt.

She sheathed her long sword, clasped her hands in front of her lower abdomen, her posture dignified and graceful.

She looked at Su Jie, her tone indifferent, as if she hadn't just been chased:

"Thank you for saving me. I am Bai Zhi, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Maiden Temple. May I ask your honorable name?"

The tone and expression didn't sound like she was thanking him; it sounded more like she was giving alms to a suitor who was trying to curry favor with her.

Su Jie's gaze swept from her pale face down to the curves faintly visible beneath her moon-white battle dress, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

The disciple of the Heavenly Maiden Temple is indeed beautiful; it was worth the trip.

However, her arrogant attitude definitely needs to be taught a lesson.

Bai Zhi noticed his gaze, and a very faint smile appeared on her lips.

She believed that Su Jie was already attracted by her beauty, which made her even more certain.

She slowly untied her clasped hands, deliberately making her posture more elegant, like a blooming lotus flower.

"You saved my life, and I, Bai Zhi, should repay you handsomely. However, I do not have a generous gift on me at the moment, so perhaps..."

She paused, a sly glint in her eyes, "Please leave your name, and once Baizhi returns to the Holy Temple, I will certainly prepare gifts and pay you my sincere thanks."

Su Jie raised an eyebrow but didn't reply; his expression darkened.

Seeing his reaction, Bai Zhi felt secretly anxious; it seemed this man wasn't buying it.

It seems I need to switch to another form; maybe I can even get some cosmic crystals from him.

She deliberately made her posture appear more delicate, as if she would fall over with a gust of wind.

She raised her head, a thin layer of mist veiling her almond-shaped eyes, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze: "Thank you so much for saving my life, young master... Bai Zhi has no way to repay you..."

Seeing Su Jie's eyes gradually filling with coldness, Bai Zhi became even more anxious, but she still maintained that pitiful appearance.

She bit her lower lip, took half a step forward, her skirt swaying gently, revealing a section of her fair calves.

"Young master...you saved Baizhi, and Baizhi is willing..."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible, but a hint of expectation flashed in her eyes.

Su Jie watched her performance with an unchanged expression, but inwardly he chuckled. This woman certainly knows how to act.

She was acting all high and mighty just now, but when she realized I wasn't buying it, she was clearly terrified inside, yet she still had to pretend to be weak and vulnerable.

Her eyes, her tone, her hesitant expression—it was clear she was trying to seduce him.

It's a pity that Su Jie saw all kinds of beauties during the six months he spent in the Primordial Temple.

Every girl Gu Changkong arranged for him was exceptionally beautiful.

The woman in front of me, Bai Zhi, is indeed exceptionally beautiful, but her thoughts are not as honest as those of the female disciples.