Chapter 45: Have Your Eggs Become Spirits?
In the Great Hero Nation, a vast and secret base is hidden,
Its walls forged from titanium alloy, flashing with cold silver light.
Under the guidance of a researcher, Meng Lingchuanxi slowly stepped into the base's living area.
"You mentioned the person who can summon Red Prajna; tell me all his details."
Meng Lingchuanxi spoke while walking down the dim, deep corridor.
The corridors on both sides were silent rooms; the researcher pushed up his glasses and replied:
"The fearsome summoner is named Shanben Yilang, twenty-six years old, a somewhat famous bar owner,"
but his business is poor, and he lives each month in extreme hardship."
"Such a life has made him extremely pragmatic; he talks about money constantly,
unwilling to become our official member, and unwilling to accept any constraints."
"Pragmatic? That's fine; greedy people are often the easiest to control."
Meng Lingchuanxi waved his hand,
"As for not wanting to join the regular forces, not wanting to take orders... that's merely because our offer isn't enough yet."
The researcher nodded upon hearing this, saying nothing further.
"By the way, you said the conditions for summoning Red Prajna are quite special; what exactly do you mean?"
Meng Lingchuanxi asked.
"This really is somewhat strange."
The researcher sighed, brows furrowed tightly,
"Other summoners summon creatures, usually needing only a specific gesture, or using fresh blood or even themselves as sacrifice."
"But summoning Red Prajna requires lifespan!"
"Each time Shanben Yilang summons Red Prajna, he loses five years of lifespan,"
which we have confirmed by monitoring his cellular aging speed."
Each summoning costs five years of lifespan?
"Isn't that saying Red Prajna is a terrifying existence that devours life? No wonder Shanben Yilang doesn't want to become an official member."
Meng Lingchuanxi frowned, then asked:
"So, how many times has he summoned it?"
"He himself admits, a total of three times. The first two were for personal grudges, the last one was to show loyalty to us."
The researcher added,
"We have also investigated the two people he dealt with;
they were ordinary people who had conflicts with him, and were annihilated by Red Prajna."
Meng Lingchuanxi pondered for a moment, then said lightly:
"Civilian matters are easy to settle; just give him some money to take care of it."
"Any other information?"
"None."
The researcher spread his hands,
"Shanben Yilang said we are not the top leadership, so he only told us this; more information he says he will tell you in person."
"He's quite the character."
Meng Lingchuanxi snorted coldly, continuing forward.
Soon they arrived at a sealed, spacious room.
On the room's bed, Shanben Yilang rested his arms on his pillow, gazing vacantly at the ceiling, muttering to himself:
"The sixth Life-or-Death Duel has already ended; why hasn't Meng Lingchuanxi returned yet?
Could it be that even Red Prajna cannot arouse their interest? No, perhaps he's still on the way,
Now thinking about this is less useful than considering how much reward he should ask for later."
Just as he was wandering in thought, the door suddenly opened, and Meng Lingchuanxi and the researcher entered the room.
"Hello, I am Meng Lingchuanxi."
Meng Lingchuanxi proactively extended his hand in greeting.
Shanben Yilang recognized the other, quickly sat up straight, smiling as he shook hands,
"Hello, Mr. Chuanxi, I often see you on television."
"Hmm."
Meng Lingchuanxi gave a false smile, cutting straight to the topic: "I heard you can summon Red Prajna."
"Yes, that's correct."
Shanben Yilang pointed at the researcher,
"They have already seen it; I don't need to demonstrate again, after all, each summoning costs five years of lifespan, which is no small price."
Meng Lingchuanxi had previously watched the recording, so he had no doubts about this.
"Tell me, what is the reason for your sudden appearance? What is your purpose?"
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be for money." Meng Lingchuanxi sat down, arms crossed over his chest, eyes sharp.
Shanben Yilang gave an apologetic smile: "Haha, exactly that, coming to you is indeed for money."
"How much?"
"One hundred billion Great Hero Nation currency!"
According to the current exchange rate, one hundred billion Great Hero Nation currency equals one billion Dragon Nation!
"One hundred billion Da Xiong Coins, that's a big appetite. On what grounds can I give you that?" Meng Lingchuanxi examined him.
Shan Ben Yilang smiled:
"It's simple, because I can help Da Xiong Nation defeat Dragon Nation in the seventh duel!"
"Those who think highly of themselves often meet a tragic end."
Meng Lingchuanxi replied calmly:
"I know your Red Prajna is SS Rank, but you also understand,
that powerful SS Rank beings like Jack the Ripper and Annabelle both died at the hands of Dragon Nation."
"Don't compare me with them."
Shan Ben Yilang's gaze became sharp,
"My Red Prajna is not an ordinary SS-grade Summoned Creature."
"Its power will increase with the amount of lifespan I sacrifice!"
"Moreover, those killed by Red Prajna will have their lifespans transferred to me."
At that, Meng Lingchuanxi's face showed an interested expression.
Strengthening as the sacrificed lifespan increases!
Growth-type Summoned Creature?
It can also deprive opponents of lifespan, meaning the more people Red Prajna kills, the more its power rises without limit!
"Ahem, Mr. Meng Lingchuanxi, I know what you're thinking, but allow me to interrupt: the growth of power has limits."
Shan Ben Yilang explained,
"The upper limit of sacrificed lifespan is two hundred years,
as for how powerful Red Prajna will become after reaching two hundred years, I'm not quite sure."
"However, it is certain that among all SS-grade Summoned Creatures, it is definitely one of the top two!"
This, Meng Lingchuanxi does not doubt. Red Prajna has had a far‑reaching impact on Da Xiong Nation's history.
"But how do you know how long you can live?"
Meng Lingchuanxi asked curiously.
"It is a secret between me and Red Prajna."
Shan Ben Yilang pretended to be mysterious,
"but because I killed two people before, my current lifespan is 240 years."
"Enough for a single extreme sacrifice."
"I am confident in defeating Dragon Nation."
"The prerequisite is that the money must be in place."
For Shan Ben Yilang, one hundred billion Da Xiong Coins is undoubtedly a massive fortune.
Having money to spend, a wonderful future is already beckoning.
As for the clash with Dragon Nation, he doesn't care about it at all.
As for Red Prajna, he has absolute confidence!
"If we can truly defeat Dragon Nation, not to mention one hundred billion, even two hundred billion I would agree to!"
"Plus I will grant you the Da Xiong Nation Honorary Medal!"
Meng Lingchuanxi added seriously:
"The Honorary Medal lets you receive one hundred thousand Da Xiong Coins each month for free!"
Oh?
Is there such a good thing too?
Shan Ben Yilang exclaimed with delight, "Excellent, it's settled!"
An hour before the bell that signals the start of the seventh round rang,
Meng Lingchuanxi led Shan Ben Yilang, striding swiftly into the Xiao Han Republic's exclusive viewing area.
The moment he caught sight of Pu Linyuan, Meng Lingchuanxi impatiently tossed out a question:
"Who does Xiao Han Republic plan to send for the seventh round?"
Since they will appear together with Da Xiong Nation, Pu Linyuan answered honestly, without any concealment:
"'Egg Spirit Ghost', have you heard of it?"
"Egg... Egg Spirit Ghost?" Meng Lingchuanxi was stunned, thinking his ears were playing tricks.
What kind of ghost is this Egg Spirit Ghost? It sounds so weak,
yet just the name makes it seem utterly unreliable, weak to the extreme.
"Are you Xiao Han Republic idiots?"
Meng Lingchuanxi's brows twisted into knots,
"If we lose the seventh match, Dragon Nation's score will soar to eight, and we will have reached a point of no retreat,
yet you send out some Egg Spirit Ghost?"
"What, have all your eggs turned into spirits?"
His words were full of sarcasm, and a surge of anger made his whole body tremble.
End of Chapter
