Chapter 266: God-Tier Spiritual Material

Jiang Yan stared at Lyon Gaga’s body with ill intentions, as if every inch of his clothing might burst out gold coins.

Lyon Gaga was somewhat speechless, but considering that Jiang Yan had once saved his life, and most importantly, he seemed unable to defeat Jiang Yan, he said, “Just say what you want directly. I, Lyon Gaga, may not have much else, but I have everything except for what I don’t have.”

“How decisive of you, Young Master.” Jiang Yan praised, rubbing his fingers as he sized up Lyon Gaga, his gaze sweeping slightly over Lyon Gaga’s body.

Lyon Gaga felt a chill in his rear, as if sensing something, and shyly covered his chest, saying, “Not there~”

Jiang Yan: ?

Jiang Yan silently took a step back to avoid being taken advantage of by this pervert.

Looking at Lyon Gaga’s clothes, he said seriously, “How much do you think your life is worth?”

Lyon Gaga replied without hesitation, “Of course, it’s priceless! I’m still young and have so much happiness yet to enjoy!”

Listen to how infuriating those words were, yet coming from Lyon Gaga’s mouth, they sounded perfectly reasonable.

“In that case, since Young Master’s life is so valuable, exchanging it for a set of God-grade Armament shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

Upon hearing this, Lyon Gaga immediately took a few steps back, this time covering his rear.

With a mix of grief and indignation, he exclaimed, “So you really do have ill intentions toward me!”

Jiang Yan broke into a cold sweat. “I’m not asking you to take off your clothes, just for a promise from you.”

Only then did Lyon Gaga realize Jiang Yan’s meaning and immediately patted his chest, promising, “No problem! Once we get out, I’ll give you a set of God-grade Armament just like mine!”

It seemed that God-grade Armament meant nothing to a universe-level tycoon like Lyon Gaga, who could casually make such a promise.

Jiang Yan inwardly pounded his chest in frustration. “Damn, I asked for too little!” He had actually wanted a more imposing battleship as well.

“Ahem, no need for God-grade Armament. Just give me a bottle of God-tier spiritual substance.”

God-tier spiritual substance, when applied to any low-Rank Armament along with an expensive adhesive, could upgrade it to God-grade Armament. Although the adhesive was costly, Jiang Yan could easily afford it with a bit of robbery. However, if it were God-grade Armament or spiritual substance, Jiang Yan would struggle to obtain it even after decades of hard work.

Lyon Gaga looked somewhat puzzled and muttered, “This guy is way too generous, asking for such a small treasure.”

Just as Jiang Yan was about to leave, Lyon Gaga suddenly called out, “My name is Lyon Gaga. May I know Your Excellency’s name?”

“Jiang Yan.”

With that, Jiang Yan activated the Space Law. In the next second, Lyon Gaga saw Jiang Yan, who had been in this Small World just moments ago, vanish into thin air.

“Hiss, breaking through the barrier out of thin air?”

Lyon Gaga was greatly shocked. Even with his extensive knowledge, he couldn’t figure out what method Jiang Yan had just used.

“Without relying on external objects or activating any Law, how did he do it?”

Although Lyon Gaga was only at the Eighth Rank, he had witnessed countless Laws, and those who wielded them were without exception his family’s servants.

This year, Lyon Gaga was already a hundred years old. With his talent and resources, he could have fully comprehended a Law and reached the Ninth Rank by the age of one hundred.

But Lyon Gaga was inherently proud. Although he had previously discovered three Laws that resonated with him, he still chose not to adopt any Law to break through to the Ninth Rank.

As the esteemed Young Master of the Myriad Realms Game Company, how could he act hastily when it came to matters concerning the future of his Transcendent path?

If he was going to cultivate, he would cultivate the strongest Law.

Other Transcendents had no choice; they would consider themselves blessed if they could comprehend even one Law. But Lyon Gaga could delay as he pleased, completely unconcerned about missing the optimal cultivation window.

Upon careful reflection, Lyon Gaga began to notice some clues.

“That guy named Jiang Yan looks younger than me based on his bone age…” He recalled the previous battle. “Moreover, during the fight with the Tenth Rank White Mask, he was only somewhat flustered but never showed signs of defeat.”

“Right!” Lyon Gaga seemed to have spotted a blind spot. “The Laws he displayed earlier were definitely more than one, possibly even two or more.”

Lyon Gaga couldn’t help but wonder. “Is this person foolish or overly arrogant? Why would he do something so self-destructive to his future?”

Laws inherently conflict with each other; how could one possibly cultivate multiple simultaneously?

Unless it was through Bloodline Legacy like the Demon Race and some special races, but even with Bloodline Legacy, at most only two Laws should be possible.

It couldn’t be that you have the bloodlines of four or five Martial God-level powerers, could it? How wild would your mother have had to be back then?

No matter how wild, a child can only be born from the fusion of two people’s essences.

The more Lyon Gaga thought about it, the more his head ached, leaving him utterly perplexed.

……

“Fallen Immortal Grass, I hope you bring me good fortune.”

Stabilizing his weakness after just breaking through the realm barrier, Jiang Yan sat down in a Small World to refine the Fallen Immortal Grass he had obtained from the Law Beast’s cave.

The Fallen Immortal Grass appeared exquisitely sinister, radiating an extremely ominous Aura.

The Law it contained was most likely related to dark-type Laws.

They say corruption brings tenfold strength. Thus, dark-type Laws are considered high-priority among the many Laws.

Logically, the Life and Death Law also falls under dark-type Laws, but only half of it.

The fact that the Life and Death Patriarch could combine two completely opposing forces—Life Qi and Death Qi—into a single Law is enough to demonstrate his mastery over Laws.

He began meticulously unraveling the Fallen Immortal Grass, wasting no time in his cultivation.

“I have less than a year left. Even if I exhausted all my trump cards in the previous battle with White Mask, I could hardly gain an advantage. If I remain that weak, the Opportunities in the Four Directions Realm will have nothing to do with me.”

Weakness is the original sin. In reality, no Martial God would think Jiang Yan is merely an Eighth Rank Martial Artist and send only minor soldiers to deal with him.

These days, he has faced many Tenth Rank powerhouses, but aside from White Mask, he hasn’t fought a single one fairly.

Even killing White Mask was merely a clever trick.

The outer layers of the Fallen Immortal Grass were gradually peeled away by Jiang Yan, revealing the Law fragments blooming within.

“How fleeting time is. I never thought ten thousand years would pass so quickly.”

Xiao Chunwei looked at the Formation he had laid down ten thousand years ago and couldn’t help but sigh.

“Back then, both I and the Four Directions Realm were like ants, oppressed and suppressed by those so-called great powers…”

That year, at a thousand years old, the Four Directions Realm stood like a lackey.

Xiao Chunwei closed his eyes, his expression seeming to reminisce.

Those unbearable past events, when recalled now, only brought a wistful smile to Xiao Chunwei’s face.

“Indeed, weakness is the original sin. Therefore, whatever I do, as long as it is for the sake of becoming stronger, it is right.”

The Law continued to pour into that Formation. The patterns of Yin and Yang, guarding and merging, grew obscure as they rotated, with a faint, ominous Qi flowing from within.

In the end, it vanished.