Chapter 872 (1/2)

Chapter 872: Vol V Chapter 232

“Quickly wake up!” Sui Xiong muttered as he nagged at the eggshell. “After you wake up, eat and drink to a good meal, recuperate for a few days, then we shall go find trouble with the God of Aristocracy together!”

Leon, who was slowly adjusting his mind and body to adapt to the Demigod Realm, heard Sui Xiong and froze. Then he asked, “Your Majesty, you want the God of Royalty to help you deal with the God of Aristocracy?”

“Of course! If it were not for the purpose of dealing with the God of Aristocracy, why would I want to resurrect him?” Sui Xiong replied with righteous indignation. He said, “I’ve no relationship with this lewd and terrible old man. I don’t even know him.”

“I thought you wanted to take the opportunity to take another follower under your wing,” Leon said with a smile. “Isn’t this a most suitable opportunity to make him your follower?”

Leon said as he stretched his back and moved his legs.

Strange forces were surging out from all over his body in a chaotic way. He was like a high-pressure tank that was not properly sealed, thus the gaseous content in the tank was continuously erupting out.

This was the first danger that one had to face after progressing from the legendary peak to the Demigod Realm. The mastery of power at the legendary peak was completely different from that in the Demigod Realm. Therefore, upon stepping into the Demigod Realm, a majority of the masters were unable to control the sudden change in power within them. This would even lead to a continuous loss of power. If they were lucky or powerful, they could hold onto their power before all of it had dissipated. By holding on to their power, they might be able to reap better results. But if they were unlucky or were not powerful enough, the power would usually continue to dissipate until the point where their bodies were void of power. This would put an end to the process.

What would happen when the body no longer had power?

Of course, they would temporarily become ordinary people.

This was why many Legendary Masters would shut themselves in for a long time after stepping into the Demigod Realm. They had to allow themselves to regain their powers.

This was all considered well, for there were some unlucky ones whose power to sustain life was directly dissipated as well. And they simply lost their lives.

Leon did not have to worry about this problem. At the moment, he had Sui Xiong’s unlimited supply of Divine Power. No matter how much power he lost, it could be immediately supplemented. So, he could speak and act without much heed. He was not worried about losing too much power at all. On the contrary, he could make use of this opportunity to master the way of using his power in the Demigod Realm. This way, he could grow up even faster.

Hearing Leon’s inquiry, Sui Xiong froze for another moment—he truly had not thought about this opportunity.

Come to think of it, this truly seemed to be the case.

By resurrecting the God of Royalty, he could have created an opportunity for himself to completely take the other party as his follower.

This guy was probably not very powerful. He was not exactly a likeable character who lacked the control against his sexual desires, so much to the extent that he was often backstabbed by his beloved concubine. But if Sui Xiong were to consider him from the perspective of taking him as a follower, the God of Royalty was actually quite a viable choice.

It did not matter whether he had strength in power or not. Anyway, Sui Xiong did not need him to fight. Anyway, even if he did have combat power, he was nothing compared to Sui Xiong. With combat power that was more than a thousand, a million and a billion times more superb than anyone else, would he need a mere Le Ping to help him fight battles?

It did not matter if he did not have a good character. Sui Xiong would use the kind and amicable ways of education of the traditional Chinese culture to help him turn over a new leaf. It was said that a good thrashing with the cane would give rise to a filial son. If even a filial son could be beaten to form, then naturally, other things were not worth mentioning.