Dorm 200.

Everyone gathered around Wang Yazhi, frantic and in disarray.

Xu Lang had Wu Huihui and the others help collect the items dropped outside, though many were sure to have been snatched up by others. Right now, however, the group couldn't concern themselves with that.

Ever since being struck by that mass of black blood, Wang Yazhi had remained in a comatose state, her face devoid of color. Moreover, her body faintly showed signs of turning jade-like, her skin terrifyingly crystalline and translucent.

Sherry continuously cast healing spells in an attempt to save her.

Xu Ruyan called out in the chat room, seeking to purchase top-tier healing items.

Cao Yaxuan opened the Trading Network, searching for items with purification properties.

Xu Xiaomeng took out her exclusive snack pouch, feeding Wang Yazhi snacks that could fully restore one's stamina.

Zhen Lu transformed into her white deer form, placing her hand on Wang Yazhi's leg, trying to channel the healing power of her deer form over. In her desperation, she actually succeeded.

Her Sequence development had progressed a step further, yet no joy showed on Zhen Lu's face, because Wang Yazhi was still unconscious!

All their efforts were utterly useless!

"Xu Lang, don't you have the Corpse Refining Art? Quickly control that Saladin, see if you can ask him anything!" Cao Yaxuan suddenly thought of something and urgently spoke up.

When Xu Lang entered the room, he had also brought Saladin's corpse.

At this moment, the corpse was bound by a crimson chain, slowly withering.

"I'm asking, don't disturb me!" Xu Lang's eyes were half-closed as he replied in a low voice.

...

Grave Pasture.

A simple, earthy-yellow tombstone stood silently. A breeze stirred in the windless pasture, causing the crimson meadow to sway gently, as if welcoming the general who had fought in the Yellow Sand.

[Saladin's Tomb]

[Tomb Guardian Spirit: Saladin]

[Special Ability: Commanding ability greatly enhanced, ability to discern battlefield situations greatly enhanced]

[Introduction: Here lies an outstanding commander, skilled in both warfare and strategy, generous and benevolent, widely praised by the people during his lifetime]

A middle-aged man who had removed his armor, with an ordinary face, stared blankly at the epitaph.

This person was Saladin.

He was currently in an earthy-yellow Ethereal Form state, looking like a genie that had escaped from a wishing lamp.

Suddenly, Saladin turned around and spoke, "This tombstone records my life story. Can you read it?"

"Saladin, what did you do to Yazhi!?" Xu Lang's face was expressionless as he strode forward.

The Soul-Herding Wolf followed by his side, baring its teeth at Saladin.

Saladin gave the Soul-Herding Wolf a wary glance and replied, "It's a good thing. You needn't worry."

"What you call a good thing is not a good thing!" Xu Lang's expression darkened as he snapped, "The consequences of using the Rakshasa Royal Blood are either death or obtaining a Blood Contract Skill! But Yazhi might not be suited for that Blood Contract! Her condition right now is extremely poor!"

"Blood Contract Skill?" Saladin chewed over the term and said, "Your so-called Mad King Building seems to have simplified reality... This helps you quickly understand this world, but it also traps you in old habits."

Xu Lang's face grew impatient.

He didn't come here to listen to a dead man lecture.

"The Rakshasa Royal Blood, on the surface, indeed allows one to obtain the Rakshasa royal lineage. But that was before the Aberration," Saladin stated.

Aberration?

Xu Lang thought about how the Rakshasa Royal Blood had suddenly turned black. He initially thought this was a normal phenomenon after use, but now it seemed it wasn't that simple.

Saladin didn't wait for Xu Lang to ask and continued:

"Once, the Rakshasa Country was trampled flat by a great army, nearly destroyed. That demon invited me to become the commander of His legion. I refused. He then gave me that piece of Amber, within which was condensed the bloodline of the Rakshasa royal family, saying I would use it sooner or later... But I never used it!"

Xu Lang's expression changed slightly. "That Amber has side effects? You said demon... a demon in the true sense?"

The demon in Saladin's words didn't seem to be an adjective, but a real demon.

This couldn't help but make him think of the Savior's inauguration conditions.

"A real demon!" Saladin's pupils trembled, showing great apprehension.

"So, that Amber can truly cause death?!" Xu Lang pressed.

Saladin chuckled lightly, staring into Xu Lang's eyes as he replied:

"You should know, if it were truly something that caused immediate death, I would have already used it on you!"

"As time passed, that piece of Amber seems to have condensed some new power, becoming purer."

"So I gave it to that female."

Xu Lang asked, "Why not give it to me?"

Saladin answered every question: "Because you are male. And the Rakshasa race honors females above all. You cannot fully inherit the Rakshasa power."

Hearing this, Xu Lang's expression shifted uncertainly.

From this conversation with Saladin, he had received too many shocking pieces of information and needed to digest them.

But overall, it seemed to be all good news.

Wang Yazhi should wake up soon.

Finally, he took a deep breath and asked, "Is that demon still alive?"

"Half and half... I tend to think He is still alive, but He probably won't come looking for you all soon. After all, so much time has passed. He might have even forgotten about this matter," Saladin sighed.

"Why not give the Amber to your Queen to use?"

"She is not worthy!"

"..."

Saladin laughed heartily twice. "Whether you win or they win, the blood of the Rakshasa royal family can be passed on. My oath to the former king is fulfilled."

Being able to awaken once more and protect the Rakshasa royal bloodline made Saladin very happy.

"I have one more question. Why did you go all-in against me?" Xu Lang stared at Saladin and asked.

This point truly puzzled him. Although he could enter the Simulation dream, the Simulation had a margin of error. Moreover, time was urgent then, and he couldn't explore so much information.

Considering the butterfly effect, a single change could lead to a completely new outcome. So, although he had killed Saladin once in the Simulation dream, when actually taking action, he chose a more secure method—an ambush.

Hearing Xu Lang's question, Saladin smiled:

"Why stake everything?"

"Hero, are you not outstanding enough?"

"Look at what those cowards are doing. They prowl on the periphery of our territory, like hyenas that can only gnaw on carrion."

"And you, from beginning to end, never showed yourself. Yet the radiance you emanated was like the sun, shining upon the earth."

"You didn't even pick up the Gold Coins on the ground. That could only mean you could obtain even more Gold Coins. This was the reasoning that led me to my defeat!"

"Are you satisfied?"

Xu Lang's expression turned subtle, somewhat incredulous that Saladin, who had never even seen him from beginning to end, could analyze so much information.

He didn't know if it was a lucky guess or if Saladin truly possessed the ability to see the whole picture from a single leaf.

If he had truly been allowed to develop further, in a few more days the Nightmare Bed could have been upgraded again. What kind of bug-like abilities would appear then, even he himself wouldn't know!

Summarizing Saladin's behavior in one sentence—spare no cost, take out the ADC!

And Saladin, merely stationed within his army, could deduce so much information. It was almost like having a god's-eye view.