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

Meanwhile.

The Great Qin Starfield.

The central imperial star, the boundless abyss.

Rumble!

Within the terrifying gravitational field, space exhibits an abnormally distorted and collapsed state.

A burly figure, shirtless, was frantically throwing punches under pressure enough to crush stars.

Each punch was accompanied by a deafening roar of blood and energy.

The first person under ten thousand years old in the Qin Dynasty royal family—

Crown Prince, Qin Huang!

Despite being less than 10,000 years old, it has already condensed a full 500,000 drops of source blood!

Looking across the entire Great Qin Starfield, he is undoubtedly a peerless divine son, an unparalleled peak that countless peers can only look up to.

call--

Qin Huang withdrew his fist and stood up, exhaling a breath of scorching, foul air.

The distorted gravitational field around him gradually subsided as he moved.

He turned to look at his follower, who stood trembling at the edge of the abyss.

"Speak."

Qin Huang's voice was deep and imposing.

"What were the results of the Rising Star Competition in the Great Chu Star Region?"

"Did that good-for-nothing Chu Wudao get first place?"

In Qin Huang's eyes, apart from the Ninth Prince Chu Wudao, who possessed 150,000 drops of Origin Blood, the other young generation in the Great Chu Star Region barely caught his eye.

Everyone else is just a bunch of worthless idiots.

But even Chu Wudao, compared to the absolute number of 500,000 drops of his source blood, was nothing more than a slightly larger ant.

The attendant swallowed hard, his face turning deathly pale.

"Reporting to...Reporting to the Crown Prince."

"Chu Wudao... has been defeated."

Qin Huang paused slightly as he wiped his sweat.

A hint of surprise flashed in his deep eyes.

"Defeat?"

Qin Huang sneered, his tone revealing undisguised disdain.

"With the foundation of 150,000 drops of Origin Blood, they actually capsized in the Rising Star Tournament?"

"When did such a dark horse emerge in the Great Chu Star Region, capable of defying its dominance?"

The attendant's voice trembled as he reported the information truthfully.

"It's a boy named Su Yu."

"Only eighteen years old."

"It has condensed... 45,000 drops of source blood."

Upon hearing this, Qin Huang was stunned for a moment, and then an absurd expression suddenly appeared on his domineering face.

"Eighteen years old?"

"Forty-five thousand drops?"

boom!

A flash of anger crossed Qin Huang's eyes. The surrounding gravity field went berserk instantly because of his emotional fluctuations, directly pressing the follower down to the edge of the abyss, his bones making a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

"Are you sure you're thinking straight?!"

Qin Huang looked down at him from his high position, his voice like muffled thunder from the heavens, making the space vibrate.

"At an age of eighteen, even if one began absorbing the essence of the galaxy from the womb, it would be impossible to condense forty-five thousand drops of source blood!"

"You dare try to fool me with this fabricated false information?!"

The attendant, though coughing up blood from being pressed down, still desperately raised his head, crying out in a hoarse voice:

"Your Highness, you are wise! I wouldn't dare to lie to you about such a thing even if I had ten thousand lives!"

"This is the highest-level intelligence network of our Great Qin Dynasty. We used three hidden agents and verified the top-secret data five times!"

"Bone age, source blood quantity... absolutely true!!!"

Hearing this resolute answer...

He watched as his attendants were terrified and dared not lie.

Yes.

He had no reason to deceive himself.

Thinking about this...

The anger in Qin Huang's eyes froze instantly.

Instead, it brought an unprecedented sense of horror and shock.

It's really true?!

call--

Qin Huang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and the raging gravity field around him slowly calmed down.

however.

After a brief moment of shock, Qin Huang's lips curled into a proud, cold smile once again.

"yes!"

"His talent is truly extraordinary."

"But so what?"

Qin Huang stood with his hands behind his back, and the five hundred thousand drops of Origin Blood within his body emitted a deep roar, radiating unparalleled confidence.

"Forty-five thousand drops of source blood, reversing the flow of one hundred and fifty thousand drops, that's truly impressive."

"This shows that his cultivation technique enhancement and supernatural power far surpass Chu Wudao's."

"But."

Qin Huang looked down at his entourage, his tone extremely domineering.

"Faced with an absolute disparity in numbers, talent cannot compensate for a lack of combat strength!"

"He can take on 150,000."

"Can he even beat me with my 500,000?!"

Qin Huang clenched his fist, his bones cracking.

"My 500,000 drops of primal blood, combined with the Qin Dynasty royal family's black hole-level cultivation technique, are enough to create absolute dimensional crushing power!"

"No matter how talented Su Yu is, he's just a seedling that hasn't grown up yet."

"Nothing to fear."

Faced with Qin Huang's confidence.

The attendant's body trembled even more violently, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his back.

He suddenly knelt down, his voice tinged with a desperate sob.

"The Crown Prince..."

"You've misunderstood!"

Qin Huang frowned, his eyes sharpening.

"What's the misunderstanding?"

The attendant gritted his teeth and dropped a bombshell that sent chills down the spines of the entire Qin intelligence agency.

"During the finals, Chu Wudao..."

"The original decree bestowed by the Emperor of Great Chu has been invoked!"

"His combat strength at that time was nowhere near that of 150,000 Source Blood!"

"But... a million drops!!!"

boom!

The words "one million drops" exploded in Qin Huang's mind like thunder from the heavens.

Qin Huang's originally arrogant expression froze instantly.

The pupils contracted violently.

"What did you say?!"

Qin Huang grabbed his attendant by the collar and lifted him up.

"One million drops of source blood?!"

"The Edict of the Origin?"

"Has Chu Wudao gone mad?! Has the Emperor of Great Chu gone mad?!"

"Just for first place in the Rising Star Tournament?!"

The attendant, struggling to breathe, managed to squeeze out a few words.

"Not only that..."

"That edict also contains... a Domain Lord-level law!"

"Chu Wudao fought Su Yu while facing the singularity black hole and the absolute defense of the domain lord's laws!"

Click!

Qin Huang suddenly lost control of his strength and tore the attendant's collar to shreds.

The attendant fell to the ground, panting heavily.

Qin Huang, on the other hand, stood there blankly, as if frozen in place.

My brain completely shut down.

One million drops of source blood?

Singularity black hole?

Domain Lord Laws?!

Qin Huang knew all too well what it meant when these three things were combined!

That means even for him, the number one person in the Great Qin with 500,000 Origin Blood.

Facing Chu Wudao in that state, he didn't think he had any chance of winning!

The Law of the Domain Lord!

That is absolute suppression from a higher dimension, capable of instantly repairing injuries, possessing the coercive power of laws!

"That……"

Qin Huang swallowed hard, his voice terribly dry.

"So, how did Su Yu... win?"

The attendant didn't speak, but with trembling hands, he took out a jade slip containing recorded images from his robes.

Infuse Qi and Blood.

Om-!

A massive holographic light screen slowly unfolded above the Boundless Abyss.

on the screen.

Taixu Arena.

Su Yu transformed into a thousand-foot-tall chaotic dharma form, wielding a colossal spear that seemed to reach the heavens.