216: Chapter 215 I Want to Eat a Dragon, Level 5

"You lost." Shen Tie's voice was calm.

"You think you've won?" Third Uncle Shen Henian's voice was cold.

"I am LV8, and you are LV7. I have lived for decades; how many years have you lived? You cannot kill me."

Shen Tie pushed the blade forward an inch. The tip pierced the skin, and blood seeped from the wound, staining the robe red.

"I said it before, level does not represent strength."

Shen Tie's blade pushed forward another inch.

The tip pierced the heart. Blood gushed from the wound, dripping onto the ground and pooling into a small puddle.

Third Uncle Shen Henian's eyes widened to their limit, his pupils dilated, and his body leaned forward, kneeling on the ground.

He lowered his head, staring at the pool of blood on the ground.

His breathing grew weaker, his heartbeat slower, his consciousness increasingly blurred, and his Mental Energy dissipated.

Shen Tie stood behind him, his facial expression unchanged.

Zeng Aniu stood in the distance, watching Shen Tie's back with a satisfied gaze.

Shen Tie withdrew the short blade, wiped it twice on Third Uncle Shen Henian's robe to clean off the blood, and sheathed it back at his waist.

He turned around, walked to Zeng Aniu, and stood still.

"Boss Niu, it's done."

Zeng Aniu looked at him and nodded: "Well done."

Shen Tie stood before Zeng Aniu, his expression shifting from calm to expectant.

"Boss Niu, you said that once I've achieved enough merit, you would tell me where to find a dragon."

Zeng Aniu patted Shen Tie's shoulder and laughed:

"Rest assured. As long as you achieve a great merit, I will take you to see that dragon immediately."

"But whether you can actually take a bite out of it, that will be up to you."

Shen Tie's eyes lit up. His [Beast Transformation] required new exotic beasts to strengthen himself.

The Wind-Thunder Eagle, Shadow Leopard, and Violent Bear were no longer enough to satisfy him.

He needed stronger exotic beasts, greater Speed, sharper claws, and harder scales.

A dragon was his ultimate goal.

It wasn't because he wanted to become stronger, but because he wanted to become a dragon.

To fly in the sky, overlook the earth, summon wind and rain, and breathe clouds and mist.

Shen Tie laughed out loud.

Seeing him laugh so happily, Zeng Aniu laughed as well, though his smile carried a hint of malice.

Old Zhao crossed his arms, watching Shen Tie with a strange expression on his face.

Wang Lin ignored their silly laughter and walked over to Third Uncle Shen Henian's corpse, crouching down.

He drew a blade from his space ring and, without any hesitation, stabbed it into Third Uncle Shen Henian's chest.

The tip pierced through his back and out of his chest: "Old thing, you've been hunting me for so long; are you happy now?"

Wang Lin pulled out the blade, wiped it twice on Third Uncle Shen Henian's clothes, and put it back into his space ring.

Zeng Aniu walked over, looked down at the corpse on the ground, and was silent for a moment: "Nephew, the man is dead; your anger should be vented by now."

"Desecrating a corpse like this isn't very good."

Wang Lin looked at him and nodded. "Uncle Niu is right."

Afterward, Wang Lin crouched down and pressed his right hand onto Third Uncle Shen Henian's corpse.

The skin on his right hand began to change, revealing dense, tiny scales.

His right hand transformed into a giant proboscis, resembling a blooming flower with fleshy petals and edges lined with fine, dense teeth.

The proboscis opened, starting from Third Uncle Shen Henian's head, and bit by bit, it swallowed him whole.

Zeng Aniu's eyes widened abruptly.

He watched as Wang Lin swallowed Third Uncle Shen Henian's corpse bit by bit.

In less than ten seconds, an LV8 powerhouse had become food in Wang Lin's stomach.

"Nephew, I told you not to desecrate the corpse, but I didn't mean for you to eat it! How disgusting is that..."

"And it's a man, at the very least you should eat a woman..."

"How about this, when we get back to the The Slaughterhouse, I'll get you two cows to freshen your palate."

"How can human meat be better than beef..."

Wang Lin swallowed the last bite, the proboscis retracted, and his hand returned to its normal shape.

His stomach bulged slightly, not because he was full, but because the LV8 Mental Energy and vitality were too abundant and required time to digest.

Wang Lin felt a force dissolving in his abdomen, like a wild beast rampaging through his body.

Although Third Uncle Shen Henian was a Puppeteer, his vitality and energy far exceeded that of an ordinary person.

An LV8 Esper was enough for him to break through to LV5.

But Wang Lin could not break through here; there were too many people.

If he broke through in front of these people, his Superpower would be exposed.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, suppressing the surging energy.

The raging fire in his abdomen was suppressed, and the beast was locked back in its cage.

Wang Lin's face turned slightly pale as he looked at Zeng Aniu: "Uncle Niu, it's already eaten, what, you want me to spit it out?"

Zeng Aniu looked at his stomach: "Fine, you're something else. Your taste is even heavier than mine."

"By the way, now that the matter is resolved, do you want to come with us into the depths of the mist? There are many good things there..."

"Whatever you want to eat, just pick..."

Wang Lin looked up at the few demonic beasts chained up behind Zeng Aniu.

LV7, LV8, every single one of them was stronger than him.

If he could devour one of them, his strength would skyrocket.

But those demonic beasts were resources for the The Slaughterhouse, used for making money, not for him to use as food.

Besides, he had more important things to do...

Shen Junlin hadn't been killed yet, and the Sword God hadn't been devoured.

Wang Lin shook his head: "Sorry, Uncle Niu. I have other things to do. I won't be joining you..."

Zeng Aniu looked at him and didn't press further: "Alright. Take care of yourself then."

Wang Lin nodded, turned around, and walked in the direction of Qingshi Camp.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, he confirmed that there was no one's presence around, nor any prying eyes.

Wang Lin turned into a dense forest, stopped behind a huge ancient tree, leaned against the trunk, and slowly slid to the ground.

Wang Lin's stomach was still burning; the power inside was like a trapped beast, rampaging through his body, slamming against his Dantian, meridians, and bones.

Wang Lin could no longer suppress it; if he didn't release it, his body would be injured, or even explode.

Wang Lin closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and fully expanded his Mental Energy, no longer suppressing it, but guiding it.

That force was like a burst flood, rushing into his Dantian according to his guidance.

The Dantian was expanding, trembling, and emitting a faint humming sound.

His body was heating up, his skin turned red, his veins bulged, and his muscles were constantly contracting, relaxing, contracting, relaxing.

His forehead was covered in sweat, which streamed down his cheeks, dripped onto the ground, and formed a small wet patch.

His bones made cracking sounds; it wasn't breaking, but growing.

His meridians were expanding, his vitality was surging, and his Mental Energy was climbing.

The bottleneck at the peak of LV4 was loosening, cracking, and collapsing.

Like a wall washed away by a flood, like a layer of paper poked through by a fingertip.

LV5.

Wang Lin opened his eyes.

A red light flashed in his eyes.

Wang Lin's aura became stronger and more substantial.

The aura of LV4 was like a small stream; the aura of LV5 was like a great river.

Wang Lin clenched his fist, and his bones made a crisp sound.