Cosmic Professional Gladiator

744 Small Mineral Deposit

As Xu Jingming stealthily departed the Abyss, Overlord Fucanro sensed Natuo’s demise from the vast expanse which the golden lake was part of.

Fucanro was one of over 300 Abyss Overlords in this Abyssal space.

Fucanro was cavorting with his beautiful wives and concubines when he suddenly turned his gaze toward the golden lake.

Natuo is dead. Fucanro could sense it clearly.

He only had a few hundred subordinates who had reached the peak of the Eternal realm. When he sent his forces to attack various dominions, he relied on these generals to lead them. He naturally kept track of each general’s fate.

Fucanro quickly surveyed the past timeline, witnessing a series of images—

Xu Jingming, armed with his psychic spear, tore through the golden lake body.

Inside the cave dwelling in the Primordial Gold Mountains, an illusory Xu Jingming thrust his spear through Natuo’s true form.

Xu Jingming, the dean, Tower Master, and Island Lord cautiously progressed through the Primordial Gold Mountains…

As Fucanro observed these scenes, he naturally gathered much information about Xu Jingming.

What a weakling, he can’t even withstand a single blow, Fucanro thought to himself. This Wu Ming is formidable. He’s likely unparalleled for anyone below the half-step third realm—a prime candidate for recruitment.

He never considered avenging Natuo.

In the Abyss, it was natural for the strong to prey on the weak! Abyssal lifeforms had to fight for survival from birth, and the Abyss Overlords had become desensitized to such scenes. If Fucanro defended his subordinates, other Abyss Overlords would find it preposterous and ridicule him.

Revenge never even crossed Fucanro’s mind. His subordinates were mere tools to him. Now, he wanted Xu Jingming to become one.

If I can recruit Wu Ming, he’ll be worth dozens of Natuos on his own. Fucanro’s single eye delved into the future, seeking any hope of enlisting Xu Jingming.

Huh?

Fucanro’s brow furrowed slightly, his lone eye filled with disbelief. I can’t actually locate all his clones? I can’t control him completely? He might even become a catastrophe for me if we turn into adversaries?

The future holds countless possibilities, and what I’ve observed is just the tip of the iceberg. Yet, he’s this terrifying? Fucanro was somewhat taken aback. I’ve glimpsed the futures of many powerhouses. This Wu Ming is truly fearsome.

Half-step third realms could accurately peer into the past, but the future remained hazy.

The mere glimpse of this nebulous future made Fucanro’s heart race.

His rise is inevitable, Fucanro mused. I’ll steer clear of him.

The South Pavilion 3609 Dominion is truly exceptional. Fucanro’s interest was piqued. Ancient Tree World Lord is astoundingly powerful, far surpassing me. Thearch Dragon Island Lord, a personal disciple of a third-realm being, is domineering. Many neighboring dominions merely endure his presence. Now, another figure has emerged—Wu Ming, with his terrifying future potential. I wonder what will transpire when all three converge in the same dominion.

Thearch Dragon Island Lord is just as worthless. I’ve heard he and the third-realm being were once low-dimensional lifeforms with a deep bond. But after clashing with the third-realm being’s family and friends, he found himself exiled to the South Pavilion 3609 Dominion.

Fucanro, after all, was an Abyss Overlord.

These Abyss Overlords were well-connected. The Abyssal space he occupied spanned over 10,000 dominions.

Within the neighboring multi-layered Abyssal space, the Overlords exchanged intel, naturally learning about Thearch Dragon Island Lord’s past.

In their eyes, Thearch Dragon Island Lord was a complete failure!

If he’d been more prudent with his connections to a third-realm being, he wouldn’t have wound up in such a pitiful predicament.

Nevertheless, many Abyss Overlords steered clear of Thearch Dragon Island Lord. His background was, after all, chilling. Should a third-realm being strike them from a distance across the countless dominions, their lives would be forfeit. Who would dare cross Thearch Dragon Island Lord?

With the three of them in the same dominion, things were bound to get interesting.

Fucanro couldn’t help but anticipate the drama that would unfold in the South Pavilion 3609 Dominion.

…

Natuo had been deeply entrenched in the South Pavilion 3609 Dominion for ages, amassing countless adversaries.

Numerous high-dimensional beings longed to eliminate him, yet they lacked the means to take him down. But the instant Natuo was utterly annihilated—

Huh?

Multiple high-dimensional entities perceived it simultaneously. Their karmic ties to Natuo vanished, and they lost sight of their quarry.

Natuo is dead? These high-dimensional beings found it inconceivable.

He had utterly disappeared from their senses, and his karmic connection had evaporated. This signified total annihilation.

I can sense that he’s been dwelling in the depths of the Primordial Gold Mountains for years. I’ve heard he established a cave sanctuary there. A high-dimensional being was utterly perplexed. Who could possibly kill him while he’s concealed in that refuge?

Who took down Natuo? The curiosity of many high-dimensional beings was piqued.

******

Among the numerous high-dimensional beings exploring the Primordial Gold Mountains, some were formidable, while others were feeble. An exceptionally powerful team soared through the void.

The trio in this group abruptly halted and glanced in a specific direction.

“Natuo was slain in his cave abode? His life mark, far away in the Abyss, has been eradicated as well.” The leader of the trio, a tall figure with a pair of gray, curved horns and a body covered in scales, spoke. “There are no more than ten factions in the dominion capable of this.”

“Brother Moyu, with your might, you should be able to vanquish Natuo completely, right?” inquired the black-furred figure.

“I’d be confident elsewhere, but within his cave abode…” Moyu shook his head. “I can’t do it either.”

“In the entire South Pavilion 3609 Dominion, Brother Moyu, you’re unrivaled in one-on-one combat for those below the half-step third realm,” the black-furred figure asserted. “If even Brother Moyu can’t manage it, who could’ve taken down Natuo?”

The slender figure beside them chimed in, “It must have been the combined effort of several powerful high-dimensional beings.”

“They must have joined forces,” Moyu concurred. “Given Natuo’s cave abode, no one below the half-step third realm could eliminate him in single combat.”

…

At this moment, numerous high-dimensional beings within the South Pavilion 3609 Dominion turned their attention to Natuo’s demise, perplexed about who could have killed him! However, the dean, Tower Master, and Island Lord remained oblivious.

Having migrated to this dominion only a few millennia ago, they were unfamiliar with many high-dimensional beings. They had never encountered Natuo and lacked karmic ties.

Many of my clones engage in buying low and selling high across various dominions, assisting other high-dimensional beings with their purchases. Furthermore, I’ve deployed a vast number of incarnations to search for ruins in the Heart Realm… I’ve toiled for thousands of years, yet I’ve amassed just under 200,000 drops of Abyssal True Blood. Xu Jingming meticulously assessed his gains on Myriad Star Island. I hit the jackpot after eliminating Natuo and Shadow Transcendence.

These spoils of war are worth approximately 1.2 million drops of Abyssal True Blood. Xu Jingming’s spirits were lifted.

This was already considered quite a fortune. This was because high-dimensional beings typically exchanged their accumulated wealth for cultivation resources.

For instance, Xu Jingming had spent 100,000 Abyssal True Blood to learn a half-step third-realm legacy. He already believed the other party was being generous. If it were a third-realm legacy, learning opportunities usually began at one drop of Abyssal Mother Blood. However, encountering a third-realm legacy was a rare occurrence.

Xu Jingming was well-acquainted with the Heart Realm lineage powerhouses in the thousands of neighboring dominions. How could he learn a third-realm legacy when he hadn’t even heard of one?

As an example, even if Gumo cultivated powerhouses from his own species, he would only impart a portion of the third-realm legacies. He wouldn’t easily disclose the most crucial part.

The few high-dimensional human beings had yet to learn a complete third-realm legacy.

Besides the most vital legacies—treasures, weapons, stable and secure cave abodes, and supplementary resources were all pricey!

High-dimensional beings were generally impoverished, as they exhausted their savings.

A single spear technique from the silver parchment on my future cultivation path is far from sufficient. Xu Jingming was well aware of this. A more detailed and complete legacy, a third-realm weapon… All are needed.

1.2 million drops of Abyssal True Blood is still insufficient. It’s not enough to cultivate a demon body like Natuo’s. I wonder if his demon body can be sold. Xu Jingming pondered a way to accumulate more wealth.

******

Time passed. Xu Jingming and the others had been exploring the Primordial Gold Mountains for over a century. Apart from killing Natuo and Shadow Transcendence, there had been no other disturbances in the past 100 years.

“Stop!”

Xu Jingming’s sudden shout caused the airborne dean, Tower Master, and Island Lord to glance at him in confusion.

Xu Jingming’s brow furrowed because his clone—who was scouting ahead—was meticulously investigating.

“What’s wrong?” the dean inquired.

A touch of excitement colored Xu Jingming’s expression as he looked at the dean and the others. “My clone scouting ahead discovered a small mineral deposit.”

“Small mineral deposit?” The dean, Tower Master, and Island Lord were both surprised and delighted!

Exploring for over a century had become monotonous. They had long anticipated the day they would discover a mineral deposit.

“After waiting all these years, we’ve finally found a small mineral deposit,” Spacetime Island Lord said, beaming.

Tower Master laughed. “Generations of high-dimensional beings have explored the Primordial Gold Mountains, making mineral deposits increasingly scarce. Oh, and Jingming, don’t start mining right away. Wait for us to be present.”

“Don’t worry. I understand,” Xu Jingming assured, well-versed in the taboos of mining small mineral deposits. “Everyone, follow me.”

Xu Jingming led the way, and the four of them rapidly flew forward. After navigating two forks, they finally reached an area where another Xu Jingming stood guard.

“Mineral deposit.”

The dean, Tower Master, and Island Lord gazed excitedly at the mountain wall before them.

Xu Jingming also smiled. At such close proximity, he could distinctly sense the potent Primordial Gold aura!

It was evident that only an abundance of Primordial Gold deep within the mountain wall could emit such a powerful aura.

“Based on the aura, it should only be a small mineral deposit,” the dean surmised after careful examination. “It should consist solely of Primordial Gold Beads. I estimate there to be between 5,000 and 10,000.”

“That’s my assessment as well,” Xu Jingming agreed, nodding.

“They’re currently concealed within the mountain rocks, and their auras are the most subdued. Once the mountain rocks are broken, their auras will be exposed, and the Primordial Gold’s aura will be much stronger than it is now,” Spacetime Island Lord explained. “When that happens, it will attract nearby high-dimensional beings.”

“With our combined strength, what do we have to fear?” Tower Master remarked confidently.

The three of them were capable of jointly confronting a half-step third-realm powerhouse, so they naturally exuded confidence.