Zhutian Panlong: They've all become gods, and they're only just joining the chat group.

Leaving aside the chattering crowd, let's turn to the world of Dragon Raja.

Richard looked at Nibelungen with a hint of curiosity; it was indeed a small, independent space. The entire Nibelungen area wasn't large, with a maximum diameter of only a few kilometers.

Seeing his interest, Xia Mi said, "If you'd like, I can teach you the technique for making Nibelungen."

"No rush, let's talk about Odin instead," Richard said, shaking his head.

"What? Are you interested in Odin? Are you willing to help me deal with Odin?" Xia Mi asked.

"Ha, this kind of probing is pointless. Let's be direct. I can help you deal with Odin, and the Dragonbone Cross and his accumulated dragon servants, as well as the Nibelungen, are all yours. I want Gangnir and the alchemy in his mind."

"I can also give you a copy of the alchemy manual, and it's up to you whether you upload it to the group files," Richard interrupted.

"Such favorable terms for me? Do you like me?" Xia Mi knew very well that if they were to deal with Odin, her strength was far from enough; she would probably only be able to observe from the sidelines. Richard was the main force, so why was she being given so many benefits? It was practically free.

She was prepared to forgo any benefits; as long as it could deal with Odin and the little devil, she wouldn't hesitate to pay any price.

"Heh..." Richard glanced at her chest, the meaning clear though he didn't say it aloud. "With your bean sprout figure?"

Xia Mi gritted her teeth. If she weren't outmatched by this bastard, or if she didn't need his help, she would have done so.

Richard certainly wasn't interested in Xia Mi; he wasn't that lustful. With his status, what kind of beautiful woman couldn't he have in the Olissis Empire? He even had beauties from the Holy Domain offering themselves to him.

What he cares about is the opinions of the group members. Anyway, he doesn't care about those things. Wouldn't it be better to leave the group members with an impression of being generous and magnanimous? That way, they will be more willing to invite him into their world.

Looking at the somewhat empty Nibelungen, Richard remembered that Xia Mi was a poor dragon. In order to avoid the Secret Party's search and the sight of other dragon kings, he dared not make any big moves and had to work to make a living.

So, somewhat bluntly, he said, "You don't seem to be very well-off. Would you like me to help you out?"

Xia Mi gritted her teeth again, knowing she was poor, but could she not be so blunt?

"Okay, thank you for your help, kind person," she said through gritted teeth.

"Don't mention it." Richard enjoyed seeing her look at him with displeasure but having to put up with it. Perhaps she had suppressed her true nature in the Panlong world, but now she was finally letting loose.

He casually handed over a pile of gold coins, roughly estimated to be several hundred thousand. He already had a bunch of these in his spatial ring, but they were just gathering dust; he hadn't used them in a long time.

Xia Mi looked at the pile of gold coins, and whether it was her female genes or her dragon genes kicking in, the more she looked at these glittering little creatures, the more pleasing they seemed to be to her eye. She felt that she could endure this humiliation a few more times, and she would absolutely not resist.

"Heh..." Richard observed her performance. The Dragon King is indeed a scoundrel. The soul healing potion he gave her was worth hundreds or thousands of times more than this pile of gold coins, yet she didn't behave like this.

Xia Mi pretended not to see his disdain, quickly collected the pile of gold, and directly used her powers to put the gold coins into the treasury.

"Alright, let's settle down. Was that the power of the King of Earth and Mountains just now?" Richard asked.

"Yes, this is power. Want to see it again?" Xia Mi said while manipulating the surrounding land and gravity.

The king of the earth and mountains inherently possesses the power to control the earth and gravity.

As for Xia Mi's display of the Wind King's Eye of Words of Power, it was definitely to conceal herself. For these Dragon Kings, as long as it's not a world-destroying Word of Power, they can use any other elemental Word of Power to simulate it; their tens of thousands of years of alchemy skills haven't been wasted.

Richard observed you carefully again, and then said, "It feels as if the heavens and earth have bestowed this power upon you. But having wielded this power for tens of thousands of years, you must all have some insights of your own, right?"

Even if we lose power, we should still be able to maintain a certain degree of control over the land.

If we were to draw an analogy with my world, it would be like someone who has grasped the laws of nature.

"What about strength?" Xia Mi asked.

"I don't know. You've never unleashed your full power, so how would I know? But considering that in the story, all of you Dragon Kings have the power to destroy cities when you unleash your full power, you should have explosive power no weaker than that of a Saint Realm expert," Richard said after thinking carefully.

"Is there a 'but'?" Xia Mi asked, noticing his hesitation.

"Indeed, you can unleash the power to destroy a city, but that's a desperate burst of power that can't be sustained. It feels a bit inferior to the Holy Domain," Richard nodded and said.

"And what about you? What's your strength?" Xia Mi asked, extremely curious about this question. Although she could guess that Richard was stronger than her, she didn't know exactly how much stronger.

However, she did not refute Richard's assessment of her combat strength on either of his two occasions. Richard estimated that his judgment was probably quite accurate.

These worthless dragon kings are useless. They boast more and more than the others, but their combat strength is weaker and weaker than the others. They are threatened by human technological weapons and chased and killed by the Secret Society's hybrid bloodlines.

"If this were before I came to this world, I wouldn't be able to answer you either. After all, comparing combat power across worlds isn't very meaningful. Different worlds have different levels of interference with the material world."

However, after arriving in your world, I've discovered that the stability of your space seems to be slightly worse than that of the Tara plane. In other words, theoretically, my performance in your world is stronger than in my own.

"But it depends on the degree of difference in laws. At my level, my understanding of laws already accounts for a large proportion of my combat power. The laws of different worlds are also very different and cannot be used interchangeably," Richard explained casually.

"You've rambled on and on, so tell me your conclusion: how different are the laws of our two worlds?" Xia Mi waved her hand and asked directly.

"You're really not being polite. Fine, let's get straight to the point. The laws governing our two worlds aren't that different, and most of the laws I've comprehended are still usable. As for combat effectiveness, cleaning up the surface shouldn't be too difficult with some effort; at least the technological weapons of this era are ineffective against me."

Richard certainly wouldn't say that he had carefully analyzed the differences between the worlds and the laws as soon as he arrived, and that he had even secretly used divine power to test the speed of divine power recovery.

We've already discussed the differences between worlds and the differences in laws. As for divine power, without the divine power ocean of the Panlong world, the recovery speed is incredibly slow. From now on, we should use divine power sparingly, avoiding it whenever possible. Using only battle qi and the laws we comprehend should be sufficient.

"Cleanse the surface? Technological weapons are ineffective?" Xia Mi opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Dude, I know there's a difference in our strength, but is it really that big? Xia Mi was starting to wonder if this guy was just bragging and trying to scare her.

"Otherwise what? I'm a god-level powerhouse, after all. Even though I'm just a lower-level god, I still need to have the necessary performance, right?" Richard said.

If even the lower-level gods are behaving this outrageously, then what must your higher-level gods be doing? Will they blow up the Earth or even the sun? Xia Mi thought to herself. This guy had mentioned in the chat group that, supposedly, higher-level gods were everywhere in his world's divine plane.

However, as an ally, the stronger the better. The stronger Richard is, the easier things will be for her, right?

"Alright, since you're so strong, there's no need for preparation. Once my brother wakes up, we'll just go and kill Odin." Xia Mi made the decision directly.

Richard nodded indifferently. Their words directly decided the fate of this King of the Sky and Wind.

Since they still had to wait for Fenrir to awaken, Richard didn't want to be idle, so he began to ask Xia Mi for alchemy lessons. Of course, he wasn't teaching for free; he paid for it. He gave Xia Mi the forbidden earth magic spells he had collected as tuition.

It just so happens that Xia Mi hasn't redeemed these forbidden spells in the group files yet, which saves her some points.

Two weeks later, Fenrir awoke. By then, Richard's alchemy skills were only at the beginner level. As for the so-called Seven Kingdoms of Alchemy, that was still a long way off. Alchemy shouldn't be looked down upon just because these dragon kings were weak in combat.

On the contrary, the more Richard learned about it, the more he wondered how these incompetent dragon kings could have come up with such amazing alchemy for the Seven Kingdoms.

The Seven Kingdoms of Alchemy: Elemental Replacement, Spiritual Reconstruction, Conceptual Armament, Time Reversal, Spatial Opening, Life Creation, and Causal Separation.

Xia Mi is only proficient in spatial creation and spiritual reconstruction. She can also do conceptual armament and life creation, but not proficiently. She can also do a little bit of cause and effect separation.

Spiritual reconstruction is a technique required for reincarnation, and every Dragon King possesses it.

This already makes her one of the more alchemists in the Dragon King universe. The only ones in the Dragon King universe whose alchemy is clearly superior to hers are Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, and Odin.

Leaving aside the first three, Richard really doesn't want to complain about things like time reversal, space creation, life creation, and separation of cause and effect. What makes these Dragon Kings so powerful?

This isn't about combat power anymore. What are the deeper manifestations of these things? The laws of spacetime, the creation of life, cause and effect, and destiny. Which of these isn't a powerful divine ability? Things that even ordinary immortals and gods wouldn't normally have access to are laid bare before him, the impact on Richard is simply shocking. It's as absurd as a primitive man hunting with a Gauss rifle.

Calculate birds, calculate birds, the question is about global differences, the question is about quantum mechanics.

For Richard, getting something is a win; these are things worth spending time and energy on, and can even serve as the foundation for his rise.

Compared to that, what is my own little investment?

Xia Mi was unaware of Richard's shock; at that moment, she was only concerned about how her brother was recovering.

After Fenrir woke up, he was confused for a while. Then he remembered his previous mentally challenged behavior and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Richard took the opportunity to observe; his soul had recovered most of its strength, and he could recover the rest on his own.

"How is it? How is my brother?" Xia Mi asked.

"He's much better now. His intelligence should have returned to normal. With a little more teaching, he should be able to live a normal life," Richard said.

"Really? Thank you so much!" Xia Mi was overjoyed. At the same time, she knew that without Richard's soul-restoring potion, her brother would never have been able to recover.

"Sister, who is he?" Fenrir's voice came from behind, as she stared at Richard as if she had seen a blond-haired punk trying to seduce her little cabbage.