Chapter 734: Chapter 205 Xu Shu’s Preparation (Request for Monthly Votes)_3
Moreover, it was all pink, and there was a cute cartoon pig printed on it.
"Not... this..."
Tang Ying’s mouth was slightly open.
Sleep in the living room?
Me?
For a moment, a huge question mark appeared above her head, which quickly and silently transformed into an inaudible scream.
Ah???!!!
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...
Inside the private bathroom of the room.
Xu Shu lay in the bathing area, his upper body naked, doing sit-ups huffing and puffing.
Narrow Sleeve Guanyin was placed on the washstand, one eye round and glossy, watching everything unfold.
The orange cat, Alice, leaned forward on the Narrow Sleeve Guanyin, her sapphire-like eyes also observing everything.
She looked at Xu Shu, blood droplets oozing from his body, and spoke in a lukewarm voice,
"Sir, perhaps you should cease the act of consuming Erosion Crystals, as it is clearly beyond your limits. Continuing thus, you may die, and even I would struggle to assist you."
As a Third-tier Enchanting Demon, Alice certainly possessed an astounding healing ability, far surpassing even that of Witch Gu Yue Ming, who also belonged to one of the life paths—after all, the difference between Third Rank and Second Rank aside, she had no less than eight children.
Yet, even so, she could not save a Transcendent whose Curse Seal went out of control due to excessive intake of Erosion Crystals.
There were only two things in the world that could contain the curse power erosion— the Transcendents themselves and their "Promotion Drive", that was common knowledge.
Beyond that, anything any profession could offer was merely icing on the cake.
Including the effects of "Dual Cultivation" brought by the nun profession, which only aided Transcendents in pushing for higher levels, genuinely tapping their potential so they weren’t overly hindered by issues of mentality and insight.
In other words, external factors could help Transcendents reach their limits ’perfectly’, but could not make them break through those limits.
At this moment, the blood-emitting Xu Shu, in Alice’s eyes, was clearly showing the exhaustion of his potential, a sign his cultivation could temporarily not progress; he needed to pause and reflect deeply to possibly break the upper limit.
Otherwise, his current level would mark the limits of his strength. Forcibly devouring Erosion Crystals would inevitably lead to the curse power exceeding limits, the Curse Seal inside him would fail to contain it, causing uncontrollable curse power, which would result in—death.
But what she could not fathom was why Xu Shu could still manage to smile?
His blood clearly was streaming, his potential had reached its limit, why did he continue consuming Erosion Crystals?
Alice displayed incomprehension to the highest degree.
Xu Shu, of course, wouldn’t explain that each of his ’upgrades’ were breakthroughs of his limits.
Had it not been for the lifesaving capability of "Sit-ups", he would have died countless times.
Even a Third-tier Expert of life paths couldn’t see the specialization of ’Sit-ups’, which surprised Xu Shu yet seemed reasonable.
After all, it was his sole ’forbidden’ level title; being special was reasonable.
As for this, Xu Shu’s explanation—
"A true warrior dares to confront a bleak life, face the copious bloodshed!"
Saying so, he stuffed another crystal into his pants.
Alice silently watched it all, completely unaware that the small jade Buddha under her chin quietly rolled its eyes, seemingly quite dissatisfied with her overly affectionate action.
A few hours later, Alice could no longer hold back and asked, "Why is your Promotion Drive located in your inner stash?"
She spoke while shaking her cat head, her collar subtly glowing, openly indicating where her own Promotion Drive was located.
"Ha, is that supposed to be impressive? You have seen too little."
Xu Shu couldn’t be bothered with her, his gaze resolutely firm.
Today, he had 12 crystals at hand, conservatively estimating, he could increase his level by at least one to become a level 34 expert.
However, increasing to another level was also the limit for today’s mental state.
Should he gamble and forcefully reach level 36?
With that, the baseline node of ’Yang God Iron Clothes’ Curse Seal would be reached.
’Yang God’ would gain a second ability.
And ’Iron Clothes’ would comprehend a third unique skill.
At that point, his capabilities would elevate to another level, making tomorrow’s encounter with those cultist attacks more secure.
But thinking of the previous consequences of over-consuming Erosion Crystals, even Xu Shu involuntarily shuddered.
"Don’t be impulsive, don’t be reckless! Forcing an upgrade might just cause me to be so weak tomorrow that I’d lose all ability to fight."
"One must eat food one bite at a time, and walk the road step by step."
"There’s time in the future, only stability can bring progress."
After much deliberation, Xu Shu overcame his inner greed and gradually carried out improvements.
A man, a cat, and an Evil Spirit, silently waited in the small restroom.
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The night was thick as water.
In the north district, atop a ten-plus story, unremarkable building,
A smoky, corrupt-reeking private room, a man lay back on a leather sofa, enjoying the attentive service of two well-shaped young ladies.
With their touches, his smile grew thicker, the air filled with a stifling scent like the precursors of a volcanic eruption.
At that moment, the door suddenly banged open, a tall man in black strode in.
The man on the sofa immediately deflated, angrily pulling one of the ladies over and bit through her cranial vault, biting off half of her head, and started to chew vigorously.
The other lady, not bitten, turned pale with fright, her body trembling.
The man frowned and said, "Did I tell you to stop? Humans really kill the mood!"
Then, grabbing the woman by the neck, he forcefully tore her head from her neck, tossing it with the still-living esophagus into the trash bin, leaving only "help..." lingering in the air, soon covered by the overwhelming stench of blood.
The man who had entered glanced at his companion, scoffed coldly, "Rashaim, the master didn’t choose us to indulge in pleasures here."
"Just eating a meal and you complain?"
Rashaim, dissatisfied, swallowed the remaining body of the lady whole, licked his lips and said,
"Alynad, you have no right to command me. Where is brother Sarquis?
"You’ve been searching for many days yet found nothing; how do you do things?
"I doubt your sincerity toward our master. Tomorrow, you should do the most menial tasks, like creating a mist area, generating a hundred acolytes for our master."