Heroes' Prison

Chapter 594 - 569: The First Dragon Scale

All these circumstances indicate that a top-tier pet like Little Dragon simply isn’t affordable for players at the current stage. One would likely need to advance to the Heavenly Realm, or even to higher levels of strength, to potentially afford it. Huang Yi acquiring it was a bit too premature.

For an entire day, Huang Yi spent his time leveling up Little Dragon and Xiao Chunzi, only logging off to have dinner before continuing to grind until late into the night.

By then, Xiao Chunzi had reached Level 90, while Little Dragon was only at Level 15. The higher the level, the harder it was to progress, and it became significantly more difficult compared to when they started.

"Brother, I’m logging off to sleep, see you tomorrow!" Xiao Chunzi said goodbye to Huang Yi and logged off.

Huang Yi looked up at the huge Bright Moon in the sky, yawned out of fatigue, but still mustered the energy to teleport again to the Tower of Pantheons.

This time, though, he was teleporting to the 120th floor!

He was ready to break the world record for this level!

No player had yet passed this level because the monsters inside ranged from Level 120 to 130, and some of the bosses had reached Level 125, becoming Mid-level Sanctuary Experts. Ordinary Holy Domain Warriors stood no chance against them. Huang Yi, with an added level to his status, could go and take the challenge.

More importantly, since no one had passed this level before, the first person to create a record would receive a super reward!

Last time, when Huang Yi was the first to break through the 80th floor of the Tower of Pantheons, he received the core item to create a religion—the Heart of Religion.

After breaking the world record for the 110th floor, he was awarded the blueprint of the Cloud Sail Battleship, which shipbuilders at the shipyard were now studying and developing day and night.

Now, he was about to receive another significant award.

"Come out, Barbarian God!" Huang Yi put away Little Dragon and summoned his strongest companion, the Barbarian God, to slowly grind and level up on this floor.

He wasn’t pursuing a fast clearing time; after all, regardless of how much time it took, the record would be his.

Together, they were like a bulldozer, pushing through the depths of this secret realm, with thousands upon thousands of monsters falling before them, their collective Experience Points pouring onto Huang Yi.

With an added level to his Martial Saint title and armed with 8 pieces of Legendary Equipment, the monsters here stood no chance against him.

Thirty minutes later, Huang Yi executed a Heavy Judgment to kill the final Level 130 boss, concluding this secret realm journey.

: Congratulations on clearing the Tower of Pantheons Level 120 solo mode with a time of 32 minutes and 49 seconds. As the creator of this level’s record, you will receive a generous reward!

After hearing the familiar system prompt, Huang Yi looked at a box that appeared in front of him, the reward for breaking the record.

Huang Yi immediately reached out to open the box and looked inside.

Inside the box were four items. The first three were the same as before: one Experience Pill, one A-grade Energy Stone, and one Soul Crystal whose use was unknown.

The last item was the super heavy reward for the first record-breaker. It was a leather scroll, bound with a string, and it was unclear what it contained, but the leather wasn’t any of the sheepskin scrolls he had seen before.

This scroll was entirely golden in color as if coated in gold, and it even had some intricate patterns on it. Huang Yi couldn’t help but reach out to touch it, and found the texture to be of high quality and strangely familiar.

"Dragon Skin! And it’s Golden Holy Dragon skin!" Suddenly, it dawned on Huang Yi, and he exclaimed; this was indeed Dragon Skin! It felt extremely similar to the skin on Little Dragon!

It turned out to be a Dragon Skin Scroll!

Normally, documents or maps are recorded on paper, more significant ones on sheepskin scrolls, but it is very rare for dragon skin to be used as a recording material. Dragon skin is incredibly precious and can even be used as material for Legendary Equipment. Huang Yi’s Legendary Cloak was made from a piece of Black Dragon’s Hide!

The Dragon Skin he was looking at was that of a top-level Golden Holy Dragon! But if it was only used as a recording material, what exactly was recorded on it?

Huang Yi’s interest was immediately piqued, and without hesitation, he pinched the string and gave a gentle pull.

: This Dragon Skin Scroll can only be opened by bearers of the bloodline of the Three Great Top Dragon Clans, and the bloodline bearer must not be below Level 50.

Huang Yi suddenly received a system prompt.

This Dragon Skin Scroll, like the storage ring he obtained after slaying Man Tian a while back, could only be opened upon meeting certain conditions. Your average person, even if they managed to get their hands on this Dragon Skin Scroll, would find it difficult to utilize it, needing the assistance of top-level dragon bloodline bearers from the Three Great Top Dragon Clans, but such individuals are exceedingly rare. Even someone as worldly as Huang Yi only knew that Dragon Spike was a bloodline bearer from the Three Great Top Dragon Clans; of the others, he had no idea.

However, Huang Yi did not need to seek out bloodline bearers from the Three Great Top Dragon Clans; he had his own methods of opening the scroll. On one hand, he could choose to level Little Dragon up to Level 50. On the other hand, at Level 140, he could evolve into a Golden Holy Dragon. He had Little Dragon’s blood in him. Although the strength of the bloodline was not particularly potent and he wouldn’t compare to a mature Golden Holy Dragon after evolution, he would still barely qualify as a top-level dragon bloodline bearer.

Huang Yi carefully put away the Dragon Skin Scroll, deciding to wait a bit longer before opening it. But one thing he could be sure of: the contents recorded on the Dragon Skin Scroll must be of great significance; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been written upon the hide of a Golden Holy Dragon.

Next, Huang Yi teleported out and once again cleared the 120th floor of the Tower of Pantheons, breaking the record once more and receiving another award for record creation. However, this time the reward was much less impressive, lacking any blockbuster treasures.

After breaking the 120th-floor world record twice in a row, he instantly had two Experience Pills on hand, each increasing experience by 50%. He didn’t hold on to them and immediately chose to use them, skyrocketing to Level 127! Among the few Demon Cores he had left, it so happened there was one for Level 127, and after consuming it, he rose to Level 128 right away.

This was his final spurt of frenzied leveling, for what followed was to diminish his own leveling efficiency and wholeheartedly assist Little Dragon in leveling up.

...

In a villa in Tokyo, Japan.

Miyamoto Musashi had been plagued by insomnia all night, haunted by the words "God of Slaughter" as if under a curse that tortured him until dawn reached a new day.

He crawled out of his soft bed, slipped into his slippers, and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulling back the curtains to gaze upon the spring-laden world outside. The rising morning sun tinted the fresh green grass with dew, shimmering brightly.

Seeing this lovely scene brought a slight ease to Miyamoto Musashi’s mood.

He turned and glanced at a table nearby where a golden ring lay silently, seeming to be filled with endless temptation.

He bit his lip, and in the end, he couldn’t resist. He picked up the ring, put it on, and got back into bed, entering The Second World to check the online forum.

However, as soon as he saw the 24-hour hot post rankings, the slight improvement in his mood was instantly overshadowed again.

There, the top four posts all bore the two words that had tormented him all night—"God of Slaughter."

"Solo Performance! God of Slaughter achieves the world’s first kill of Master of War with an 80% personal contribution, earning the Hero Guild’s first kill honor!"

"Undisputed Leader! God of Slaughter single-handedly contributes seven National Honor Points, surpassing 163 countries!"

"God of Slaughter sets world record for the Tower of Pantheons Floor 120! Unrivaled!"

"New world number one player poll results released, God of Slaughter claims the title with an absolute 75% of votes, becoming the new generation world number one!"

Miyamoto Musashi’s heart trembled as he read each post. He felt as though the words "God of Slaughter" were constantly eroding his mind no matter where he was or what he was doing. Even if he covered his ears and closed his eyes, those words lingered, reappearing over and over in his soul.

Miyamoto Musashi didn’t continue reading; he logged directly into The Second World, appearing at the top floor of the Martial Arts Guild’s city hall.

Early sunlight slanted in, bathing the world in gold, depicting a scene brimful of vitality.

But where there is sunlight, there must also be shadows. Miyamoto Musashi looked down at his own shadow, motionless, forming a silhouette in the quiet dawn.

His slender fingers trembled slightly as he took out an object from his storage ring.

It was a round black stone that, in the golden morning light, seemed like a black hole, devouring all light and hope.

Gazing at the stone with a complicated expression, Miyamoto Musashi gingerly caressed its surface. His fingers seemed to detect an immense power within the stone, a power so alluring, slowly consuming his thoughts. Yet beneath that grand power loomed a hint of corruption, fiercely entangling with his rationality.

"Brother, why are you online without having breakfast? Someone from the World Federation just came, they are waiting for you in the living room!" Just then, a gentle voice came from behind Miyamoto Musashi, and suddenly, a stunningly beautiful woman appeared in the air—it was nothing other than Zhitian Shi, who had just logged in.

Miyamoto Musashi clenched his hand sharply, swiftly concealing the black stone in his palm, and turned around with an unaffected countenance, glanced at Zhitian Shi and smiled faintly. Without a trace of disturbance, he said, "I just came up to have a look, nothing else. I’ll log off now and meet them in the living room."

"Make it quick! Don’t leave the guests waiting too long." Zhitian Shi nodded, and promptly logged off. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)