Chapter 3001

Frostleaf had obtained a second chance at rebirth, and to make up for the insufficient growth of his abilities at his first birth, he used the authority of the State Preceptor, exhausting the manpower and resources of Beggar to gather countless ingredients. Ordinary cultivators might spend a lifetime's savings to buy a single high-grade monster pill for their own cultivation at an auction, but such delicacies, Frostleaf the State Preceptor could eat by the bowlful, popping them one after another as if swallowing bayberries.

Authority is the only means to obtain top-tier resources.

In this regard, money must willingly bow down.

After rapid feasting and drinking, the glutton's appearance also underwent a tremendous change.

When it was just born, it was not much larger than a kitten, but as the energy it consumed was quickly digested, its body also underwent explosive growth. After clearing out the ingredients in a ring, it already had the physique of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old youth, its limbs had grown out, lean and slender, but no longer bone-thin, and its skin had also turned pale, much like Xiyunhe and the others.

Only its ferocious appearance remained unchanged.

Even grown, it was still as fierce as a wicked ghost.

When the Red General spoke to it, it happened to be swallowing a heart the size of a fist.

The heart was somewhat withered, but its color remained bright red. This meant it still retained a trace of vitality.

The Red General was also a little curious: "Where did you get these still-living remnants of the heavenly demons?"

With her and Mitian's combined experience, this was also the first time they had witnessed a glutton growing while eating, truly surpassing any creature in the world. "The experimental grounds of the Heavenly Palace in various places." This was the glutton's first words after taking the Rejuvenation Pill, basically still Frostleaf's original voice, "but the remnants are just remnants, far lacking the abundant vitality of living beings, so I must eat as much as possible to gain more."

Therefore, his intellect did not regress along with his return to the moment of birth; the Holy Mother of Jindu had asked before and received no reply, merely because he had no time to answer. "In these past few years, the main research direction of the demon puppet experiments has already been determined, and the previous multiple experiments have basically been shut down. But many experimental grounds remain sealed and maintained, preserving these active heavenly demon and immortal monster remnants, in case they are needed to restart one day someday." Frostleaf said softly, "I happen to know a few such places."

Therefore, he looted the Heavenly Palace's experimental grounds in various places.

"You wouldn't happen to know where the Spirit Essence Palace is, would you?" If they could get the location, the Red General and the Nine Abysses Great Emperor might be able to directly undermine the foundation of the Gods' Descent Plan.

Frostleaf shook his head: "After you all caused a ruckus there, it became top-secret."

The Red General sighed regretfully.

As they spoke, the glutton rubbed its face, and thus its facial shape and features changed.

It became a clear-eyed youth, with fair skin, red lips, delicate features, especially a pair of phoenix eyes, full of affection yet revealing three parts of gloom.

Even if one stared wide-eyed, it was still very difficult for everyone to regard him and the terrifying monster that had just been devouring remnants as the same person.

Although his features differed from those of the former Grand State Preceptor, the Red General still recognized at a glance the unique aura belonging to Frostleaf the State Preceptor.

This guy is really steadfast in his aesthetic.

After all, the glutton's appearance can change endlessly.

After transforming, Frostleaf walked up to the Holy Mother of Jindu, looking down at the pool from above.

One was a jade tree in the wind, the other a crawling, disheveled wolf, forming a vivid contrast.

"What do you want?" the Holy Mother of Jindu glared at him and said, "Put in human terms, you and I are grasshoppers on the same rope; if I die, you won't live either!"

After speaking, the pool once again activated the divine art.

But Frostleaf merely changed his expression and said: "Useless."

The Holy Mother of Jindu refused to believe it, and added more divine power.

Under normal circumstances, even if the glutton should now be in agony, rolling on the ground. The previous glutton, which had swallowed all the living beings of Aiyin City, had once also tried to defy the Holy Mother of Jindu, but after withstanding only two rounds of the divine art's devastation, it lowered its proud head and begged the pool for mercy and repentance. The stronger one becomes, the more easily self-awareness arises. Such descendants are the most troublesome, but fortunately the Holy Mother of Jindu has means to control them.

But this method seems to have failed today.

The Holy Mother of Jindu was in panic when Frostleaf the State Preceptor suddenly had blood trickling from beneath his nose.

That blood was dark purple, flowing nonstop, dropping one drop after another onto the ground before the Holy Mother of Jindu's eyes.

Seeing this, the Holy Mother of Jindu breathed a sigh of relief.

The pool was terrified, still thinking the secret art had failed! It seemed this brat had merely found a way to numb the pain, but the harm brought by the secret art was still real and substantial.

Xiyunhe hurriedly sent over a soft cloth, Frostleaf took it and pressed it beneath his nose.

"No matter what method you use to dull the pain, as long as I drive the divine art to its end, you will die!" the Holy Mother of Jindu said, word by word, "If you truly don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for blowing up your brain core!"

Frostleaf still looked down at the pool from above:

"I also give you a chance: immediately release your control over me, and I will spare your life. I know you can do it."

He instinctively knew that the Holy Mother of Jindu could unilaterally sever the mother-child bond, making the offspring also become completely independent individuals, no longer controlled or bound by the pool.

But why would the Holy Mother of Jindu do this? The pool couldn't help but burst into laughter: "After becoming a State Preceptor, you're still this naive? Doing this, what good is it for me?"

"To avoid death." Facing the pool, Frostleaf the State Preceptor had plenty of patience, and repeated once more.

"You have struggled in the human world for two hundred years; you should know how precious life is. Kill me, and you will surely die!" the Holy Mother of Jindu mocked him, "Your worthless human birth mother is naturally disabled, causing you to come out of the womb deaf, unable to hear my spiritual transmission, wasting the glutton's great strength! Otherwise, relying on our mother-son teamwork, you would have long surpassed today's meager achievements!"

When the pool spoke of that mortal woman, it gritted its back teeth in hatred.

The appearance of gluttons is too rare; the pool waited two thousand years for one, and finally one came, but Frostleaf was born defective and incomplete, utterly unable to achieve spiritual communion with the pool, this true mother, and even less subject to the pool's command.

The pool could not probe Frostleaf's inner thoughts, nor could it issue orders to the pool.

Damn that human birth mother, disabled herself is bad enough, but she actually dared to ruin the pool's most precious asset, making it disabled too!

Otherwise! the Holy Mother of Jindu gritted her teeth, otherwise, relying on Frostleaf's two hundred years of development in Beggar, the pool in the human world should have inexhaustible resources and enjoy endless incense!

Not to be reduced to relying solely on one's own efforts, crawling and struggling to this day and still being only a mid-level god.

So hateful!

Frostleaf said nothing, staring fixedly at the pool, then suddenly tilted his head.

The Holy Mother of Jindu saw this head tilt, and the anger in her heart was suddenly extinguished as if doused with a basin of cold water, replaced instead by a rising chill.

"What do you want to do!"

This is the habitual action of the Holy Mother of Jindu's demon spawn when sizing up prey, which the pool knows all too well!

This damned thing, this damned thing really dares to plot against the pool?