Chapter 811 - Chapter 811: 424 (1/2)

Chapter 811: 424

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Three thousand nine hundred points of Demon Race Luck, one thousand points of demon clan’s luck, totaling near five thousand points of Qi Luck consumption.

It would take the devouring of no less than ten Emperor-level demonic beasts to replenish this.

Fortunately, he had practiced the Life Wheel Scripture, which allowed him to consume available fortune without depleting his overall Qi Luck. If it were someone else, they would have consumed their total Qi Luck instead.

What would happen if one’s Luck decreased by five thousand points all at once? Su Nan didn’t know, but he was certain the outcome would definitely not be good.

It was entirely a case of ‘killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of one’s own’.

Besides, there was also the consumption of lifespan.

“Originally, I wanted to exploit the identity of a demon beast to glitch out the Fishing Rod of Fate, but now it seems I was thinking too much.”

Fifty years of lifespan.

For him, who cultivated ancient scriptures and had three avatars all at King level, this lifespan actually wasn’t much.

Indeed, at present, neither his avatars nor his true body showed any obvious changes.

However, at the moment he used the Fishing Rod of Fate, he clearly felt something abstract being drawn out from within him.

That was lifespan.

“No, the identity of the demon beast must have had an effect. At the instant my lifespan began to peel away, I also sensed another force resisting the stripping away of my lifespan.”

“That was the power of the Demon Abyss. Without that power, the lifespan I consumed would definitely not have been just fifty years, but much, much more!”

Reflecting carefully on the changes in his body the moment he used the Fishing Rod of Fate, he keenly perceived something unusual.

He could faintly sense that at the instant he used the Fishing Rod of Fate, some mysterious power within him surged out like a collapsed dam’s floodwaters.

Fortunately, such conditions only lasted for an instant before the power of the Demon Abyss arrived, acting like a sluice gate had been dropped, ultimately allowing only a small part of the waters to flow through that gate.

“A fifty-year lifespan, it shouldn’t be a big deal.”

Dealing with a Saint Level was hardly easy, and the fact that he could fish for the opponent’s fate with just five thousand points of Qi Luck was nothing short of a miracle.

Keep in mind, he was only King-level.

A King-level, spanning an unknown distance, killing a Saint Level out of thin air—such a feat, if told, would likely drop jaws everywhere.

Such achievements could be said to be unparalleled, neither preceded nor followed by any.

Su Nan didn’t know how many years he had left to live, but he was certain it was several hundred years at least.

Besides, he wasn’t without means of replenishment.

With a flip of his hand, a purple fruit resembling a furry peach appeared in it.

[Longevity Fruit: A spirit object that grows in a peculiar place. Upon consumption, it randomly increases lifespan by ten to thirty years.]

This was the reward from the final ranking of the Twelve Zodiac the last time, which he had not consumed since obtaining it.