Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

Nine billion years!!!

roar--!!!

A terrifying dragon roar that shook the heavens resounded loudly in the deduction void!

The spear in Su Yu's hand instantly transformed into a gray-black dragon that was ten thousand feet long and formed entirely from the pure essence of destruction!

The giant dragon hovered above Su Yu's head.

Those gray dragon eyes, devoid of pupils, exuded a deathly aura that sent chills down one's spine.

The pinnacle of soul forging!

A long deduction spanning nine billion years.

Su Yu has completely imbued the true meaning of destruction in the "Eight Desolations Annihilation Spear" with a soul!

This is more than just a mood or artistic conception.

It is also a destructive soul with an instinctive killing intent!

As long as Su Yu has a thought, this gun spirit can automatically lock onto the enemy and fight to the death!

Swish.

Consciousness returned.

The air in the quiet room distorted violently the moment Su Yu opened his eyes.

Su Yu concealed all his aura.

Using the newly perfected "Myriad Manifestations Concealment Technique," he tightly concealed the nine million Dark Gold Divine Blood within his body, comparable to a Martial Saint, as well as the terrifying spear intent at the peak of Soul Forging, deep within his body.

He glanced at the remaining few combination lock boxes on the ground.

There was only 980 million in cash left inside.

Su Yu flipped his wrist.

He directly stored the cash in his storage ring.

Keep it.

in case the emergency.

Although his mental strength is currently at the Martial King level, he has not continued to deduce.

However, combined with the spear intent at the peak of Soul Forging and the physical body at the Martial Saint level, the mental power at the Martial King level is currently more than enough for support and reconnaissance.

Keep this money for emergencies.

If there's anything you need to learn or gain insight from, you can use it immediately.

I'll spend more money to improve my mental strength later.

"Next."

Su Yu stood up and stretched his muscles and bones, which had made a popping sound.

"Tomorrow I'll be going with Nie Changkong to raid the Abyss Cult's stronghold."

Taking down the stronghold will definitely yield a large amount of resources.

Moreover, he now has the shadow identity of "Su Yuan".

From now on, you can recklessly accept those high-value bounty missions worth hundreds of millions, earn a lot of money, and continue to improve!

Until we reach the very top of this world!

……

night.

Jingwu New Student Apartment.

Su Yu took a shower and changed into a clean set of casual clothes.

I just walked into the living room.

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang.

Su Yu's Martial King-level spiritual power swept over it slightly.

The scene outside the door was instantly reflected in my mind.

He walked over and opened the door.

Outside.

Lin Xiaoxiao was standing there, panting, holding a heavy steel spear.

This heiress from a top-tier wealthy family looked extremely disheveled at that moment.

Her black practice clothes were completely soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her fair skin.

A few strands of wet hair clung to her cheeks.

He was covered in sweat, and his chest was heaving violently.

Clearly, after finishing her day of boxing practice, she didn't even have time to shower before running back to her dormitory to grab her spear and come find Su Yu.

"Su Yu..."

Lin Xiaoxiao was panting heavily, her pure and pretty face flushed.

Her bright eyes revealed a stubbornness that refused to admit defeat, as well as a hint of expectation hidden in them.

"I am coming."

You promised me during the day.

Teach me how to shoot.

Su Yu looked at her like this, a hint of helplessness flashing in his deep eyes.

This girl's obsession with becoming stronger and catching up with me is truly astonishingly deep.

"Come in."

Su Yu stepped aside, making way for him.

Lin Xiaoxiao, carrying a long spear, walked somewhat reservedly into the spacious living room.

She glanced at the clean and tidy floor, then looked down at her clothes that were still dripping with sweat, and immediately bit her lower lip in embarrassment.

"Um... I think I made your floor dirty."

"fine."

Su Yu closed the door and walked to the center of the living room.

Give me the gun.

Lin Xiaoxiao obediently handed over the heavy steel spear weighing over a hundred pounds.

This pistol was specially chosen by her from the school's armory; it's the most suitable heavy pistol for beginners to practice basic power generation.

Su Yu took the spear with one hand.

He didn't even grip the handle; he simply pinched the middle of the gun barrel with two fingers.

The hundred-pound steel spear felt as light as a toothpick in his hands.

"The spear, the king of all weapons."

Su Yu's voice was calm, exuding an undeniable sense of professionalism.

He casually flicked the hundred-pound steel spear, and the tip traced a barely perceptible arc in the air.

"Swords and blades are used for slashing and chopping, clubs and sticks are used for sweeping and smashing."

"But guns are different."

"The core of a gun lies in a single 'point'."

Su Yu turned around, his deep eyes looking at Lin Xiaoxiao.

"The power of the blood, bones, and muscles throughout the body rises from the soles of the feet, runs along the spine, through the shoulders, elbows, and wrists, and is finally compressed and gathered on the less than an inch-long point of the spear tip."

Not a single hair will be lost.

"This is where marksmanship truly shines."

"Watch closely."

He did not use any of his vital energy or blood.

There was no intention to use a gun.

It relies solely on the purest physical skills.

His arm trembled slightly.

Om-!

The heavy steel spear instantly turned into a blurry afterimage in Su Yu's hands!

The spear tip pierced the air, emitting an extremely sharp whistling sound!

A sharp gust of air brushed past Lin Xiaoxiao's cheek, severing a stray strand of hair near her ear.

Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes widened suddenly.

My heart started pounding violently at that moment.

So fast!

So accurate!

Most importantly, at that moment, she felt an indescribable sense of oppression from Su Yu!

The feeling was like standing at the foot of an insurmountable sacred mountain.

Even though Su Yu had concealed his aura with the "Myriad Manifestations Concealing Yuan Technique," his Martial Saint-level physical body still inadvertently exuded an invisible pressure from a superior.

"The spear strikes like a dragon, its power penetrating to the very tip."

Su Yu sheathed his spear and casually tossed it back to Lin Xiaoxiao.

"You try it once."

"Straight thrust."

Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly caught the spear.

I took a deep breath.

She suppressed the flutter in her heart caused by Su Yu's aura and gripped the gun barrel tightly with both hands.

His gaze became stubborn.

"ha!"

Lin Xiaoxiao let out a shout, her blood and qi erupted, and she thrust her spear forward!

boom!

A muffled sound came from the air.

It has great power.

But the tip of the gun was trembling slightly, and its trajectory was off by half an inch.

"wrong."

Su Yu stepped forward.

He stood beside Lin Xiaoxiao, extended his right hand, and directly grasped Lin Xiaoxiao's forearm, which was holding the gun.

A warm sensation came through.

Lin Xiaoxiao's body stiffened abruptly.

His entire face instantly turned bright red, even his ears turned bright red.

Su Yu, however, paid no attention to any of this.

His eyes were exceptionally focused, and his voice was deep and steady.

"Power originates from the waist, and the force travels along the spine to the shoulders."

"Don't let your wrists stiffen."

"Follow my power."

Su Yu held her wrist and adjusted the angle slightly.

Then.

He grabbed her hand and thrust her forward with a sudden movement!

Chi!

The steel spear broke the sound barrier in an instant!

The gun was taut and straight, without the slightest tremor.

A perfect straight thrust!

Lin Xiaoxiao stared blankly ahead.

She didn't even feel how much force she used, but the power of this shot was several times stronger than her previous all-out burst of energy.

Is this his mastery of power?

"Did you remember?"

Su Yu released his grip and took a step back.

When Lin Xiaoxiao came to her senses, she felt that her wrist, which Su Yu had held, was burning hot.

She lowered her head, not daring to look Su Yu in the eye.

The sound was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

"I...I've got it."

Su Yu nodded.

"We'll practice this straight thrust move tonight."

"Practice it a thousand times."

"You're not allowed to go back to sleep until you finish practicing."

Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her head and pouted, looking aggrieved.

But looking at Su Yu's cold and stern face...

She swallowed back her protest.

"oh."

"A thousand times it is fine!"

"I'm not afraid of hardship!"

She gritted her teeth and gripped the spear tightly with both hands.

In the spacious living room, he practiced the monotonous straight thrust over and over again.

Sweat dripped continuously.

But her eyes grew even brighter.

Su Yu sat on the sofa, quietly watching the stubborn rich girl.

A barely perceptible hint of approval flashed in his deep eyes.

He set this requirement a thousand times not to deliberately make things difficult for himself.

Marksmanship is a skill for killing.

Since this girl insists on learning from me...

I must take responsibility for her.

Giving her a perfunctory or half-hearted lesson is not helping her, but harming her.

Sweat dripped continuously.

Lin Xiaoxiao's arm had begun to tremble slightly, but with each thrust of her spear, her eyes grew brighter and more determined.

Night deepened.

tomorrow.

This is the moment to test the cultivation of these 90 billion and to punish the Abyss Cult.