Chapter 849 - 423: Xiahou Fuxing: My Mission Is to Be a Chef?

Chapter 849: Chapter 423: Xiahou Fuxing: My Mission Is to Be a Chef?

"It’s not absorbing the Power of Destiny anymore?"

Baiyi carefully examined the Divine Showcase, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Although the Divine Showcase had absorbed that bucket of soup that clearly wasn’t anything good, for now there was no filthy Power lingering on it, and Baiyi didn’t feel any aversion to touching this kind of Divine Showcase.

"Uh, I don’t think that’s a good thing. Now it absorbs luck, and that stuff is useless." Sabo spread his hands. "If you can reverse your luck, then it can make you lucky too."

Baiyi pondered. If that was the case, then the Effect wasn’t really any different.

Sabo took the slip of paper from the tentacles on the lower part of the Showcase and glanced at it.

At once, his whole expression collapsed.

He turned his head and asked Baiyi in disbelief, "This is the price?"

Baiyi took a glance and froze for a moment.

[Give me Soul Crystal Core (Large) ×10.]

How was this any different from asking for Sabo’s life?

Baiyi gave Sabo a slightly sympathetic look, then turned away. "When you’re done using it, remember to put it at the Light Whisper Base. I’m going to build a Sealing Tower now and try to limit its appearance in the outside world."

The hand with which Sabo held the slip of paper trembled slightly. His eyes turned pitch black as he suddenly turned his head, staring dead at the Divine Showcase.

"My friend...."

His voice had none of that usual unserious tone; instead it became eerily calm, just like Baiyi in battle.

Baiyi didn’t stop walking, his figure gradually fading as he left behind only one sentence: "Do as you like."

Filthy vapors seeped from Sabo’s pitch-black eyes. The instant Baiyi disappeared, he decisively and completely sealed this space, then took out his chamber pot.

He stared coldly at the motionless Divine Showcase, his voice chillingly grim. "Let’s see if you have what it takes to take these Soul Crystal Cores from me. Not even a God has ever obtained this Quality of Soul Crystal Core from me. What gives you the right...."

Meanwhile, Baiyi had already returned to the first underground level of Dongwu City.

He still had the Divine Showcase’s quest hanging on him. If the Divine Showcase got wrecked by Sabo, all the better. Wouldn’t that mean he didn’t have to do the quest anymore?

That was Dimensional Turbulence we were talking about. If he could avoid going, Baiyi really didn’t want to go right now.

After all, once he ran into the Lady of the Night, he was dead for sure.

Black Death·Evil Secret was about the same.

Only running into the Bizarre Healer would give him a chance to live, and even that chance wasn’t high.

With a true 50% survival rate, Baiyi didn’t believe his luck would draw the favorable outcome.

Without Luoning, his current Growth progress would be at least one-third less.

A lot of rewards on his panel were random.

If he were the one drawing.... odds were it would randomly give him a bottle of Blue Star shampoo... the ten-yuan, hair-falling-out kind.

So if the Divine Showcase wasn’t broken, he’d keep it for a rainy day.

If it did break, whatever, that saved him the trouble.

Anyway, once the Giant Statue was completed, Dawn would be rock solid before any Mighty Divine Power descended.

He glanced at the Giant Statue.

Now Baiyi actually wasn’t in such a hurry to build it.

Right now, Demon Soul Blood, Malice Slash, and Spiritual Reshaping all had about half a month left on cooldown.

Once those three Specialties were back, Baiyi’s combat strength would at least double again.

If he had three lives, both Siel and Gluttony would become his Materials.

Instead of him shrinking back, forced to defeat Gods only through schemes.

He checked his Materials.

Baiyi began using the remaining Special Skill Points.

Alchemy Potion Making also needed to break through to Sage as soon as possible.

And Potion Making combined with the other two disciplines was honestly very Powerful.

Also, the new version of Silkworm Life had to be manufactured. If the previous Silkworm Life variants were tailored to certain World traits—

Then this Silkworm Life would target living beings only. This would be an extremely troublesome Silkworm Life that would give every faction a headache.

But with Baiyi’s current level, modifying it was still hard. Potion Making needed to lean more toward transformation.

Meaning Potions that turned Light into Darkness, and evil into justice.

This Silkworm Life system....

Shouldn’t go out of control, right....

Thinking of Moon Side, Baiyi fell silent for a moment, then started pulling out various Materials and studying them alongside that Comprehensive Potion Guide.

Even if it did go out of control, so what?

Nothing he’d created had ever managed to get any advantage in front of him.

Like those Rebellious sons and daughters, like the Insect Emperor, like Moon Side.

With that in mind, Baiyi immersed himself in research on the relevant knowledge.

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Wei Sea, Undersea Celestial Abyss.

A few players didn’t even know how many times they had come here.

For Baiyi and Sabo, this place could practically serve as a coordinate for Xia.

Because the space here was unstable enough that, when sensing Xia from other Worlds, this place would absolutely be the fastest spot to detect her.

The Sea God possessed Mighty Divine Power, and in the New God Divine War, the only Mighty Divine Power explicitly confirmed as dead was the Sea God.

And this was also the most severely damaged area in the entire World.

Even Destiny’s death hadn’t left such a colossal wound—of course, that might also have been because Destiny’s injuries at the time were too severe.

"Can we really find it? We’re all Full Level, but I still feel like it’s kinda impossible. This might just be a game."

Demacia said helplessly. Now that Dawn had formally connected with the other Federation servers—

Many players had gone to settle on other servers.

Dawn’s popularity was dropping, and with these once-explosively-popular streamers hanging around with the Sea Race all day instead of going to the front lines to stir things up, their own popularity was declining too.

Even though they’d made enough money for several lifetimes, the drop in income still made some of them feel uneasy.