I Can Transform Into a World-Destroying Colossal Beast-Chapter 188 - 182: Do You Believe in Fate?

As one of the strongest Transcendent Powers in the world, Heaven's Punishment has countless powerful figures, and naturally, many among them are paving their own Ninth Era.

This is also why Jiang Hou questioned Jiang Ruochan, hoping to connect with the community of pioneers through her.

However, he didn't expect the group to have such an imposing name, "Deity-sealing," those who proclaimed themselves as gods.

At this moment, Jiang Ruochan paused her operation on the smart watch, nodded, and said, "Alright, I've sent your information over; you should get a reply soon."

"You've broken through to Tier Seven, and this power has also reached Tier Six, so there's basically no issue with not passing the review." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

After Jiang Ruochan finished speaking, Zong Zheng Nan Mo showed an awkward expression, as if she was indirectly saying he was too weak, since he couldn't draw Thunder Talismans with Tier Four power.

Speaking of which, Jiang Hou looked at Zong Zheng Nan Mo: "Zong Zheng, the thunder summoned by your Thunder Talisman possesses properties of utmost yang and strength, different from the lightning condensed by those with thunder attributes."

"Because it can shatter and obliterate parts of spiritual pollution, it's quite rare. Have you ever thought about selling it as a valuable resource?"

Zong Zheng Nan Mo was taken aback, then slowly his eyes lit up: "Selling Thunder Talismans... seems feasible."

Recently, with space impacts and Demon God invasions, he had been too busy to consider these matters, but Jiang Hou's reminder finally made him realize.

What do Extraordinary Awakeners fear the most? It's not the lack of resources, but the pollution that involves willpower, spirit, and even soul, which ultimately leads to uncontrollable madness.

If Zong Zheng Nan Mo's Five-Thunder Talisman is effective for others, then... hiss! Thinking of this, Zong Zheng Nan Mo suddenly became excited.

He felt like he was about to make a fortune.

"It's not that simple." Jiang Ruochan, on the opposite side, poured cold water on his enthusiasm, "Zong Zheng Nan Mo's Thunder Talisman works for him because the power is from the same source."

"For other Transcendents to use it, those below Tier Four can't withstand it, and for those above Tier Four, while extinguishing the pollution, part of the mental will is also obliterated if they don't resist."

"And if someone already severely affected by spiritual pollution gets their will damaged, they will instantly lose control and mutate."

"Of course, your Thunder Talisman is still useful for those with resolute will. I'm just reminding you of this issue, so clarify the pros and cons with buyers before selling Talismans in the future."

"As for whether they use it or buy it, that's their business, and even if something goes wrong, it's none of your business."

"I understand, thank you for the reminder, President." Zong Zheng Nan Mo felt grateful.

Just then, a tall flight attendant pushed the door open and said politely, "Honored guests, your chartered K-1025 international flight is ready for boarding."

"Let's go."

The three of them stood up, following the flight attendant through the jet bridge to board the plane.

The vast international airplane had only the three of them as passengers; soon, the massive aircraft taxied down the runway and soared into the sky.

The journey this time would take six hours, and after the plane took off, Jiang Hou gazed at the receding white clouds outside the window, pondering quietly.

He was considering, besides communicating with other pioneers of the physical path, whether to invite those ancient martial artists and descendants of ancient martial clans to form a cultivation development department.

These ancient martial boxing skills and cultivation techniques, passed down for hundreds of years and enhancing the physique and condensing force for combat, each held unique insight.

For example, the elder with the surname Zhang who practiced the True Martial Seven Kills Fist, having spent decades in martial arts, their knowledge of qi and blood manipulation and understanding of the human body even surpassed Jiang Hou's.

Also, there was an issue, Jiang Hou is a Transcendent.

But the cultivation technique he wished to develop was meant for ordinary people; hence, the initial reference should best prioritize ordinary individuals.

"This matter can be attempted. Once we reach Nanshan, I'll have people from Heaven's Punishment in the country contact them."

......

In Demon Sea City, Jiang Hou's brief appearance and subsequent departure felt like a dream to many.

For example, for Wang Yanfeng and his son, and Wang Qing, among others.

No one expected that the nephew, grandson, or cousin encountered in the cemetery, who seemed just like a handsome young boy, was actually already a top-level powerhouse who had stepped into the saintly class.

Turning the tide with a flick of the wrist, he obliterated a mid-tier Extraordinary Force and a multinational group.

Leaving a strong impression of decisiveness and resoluteness; it was hard to imagine he was just an eighteen-year-old high school senior.

On the top floor of the Lin Hong Group's building.

Accompanying Li Mengwu as she stepped out of the elevator, everyone in the secretary-assistant department was astonished, feeling as if the office suddenly brightened up.

During this period, with the tilt of family resources, Li Mengwu's power skyrocketed.

Crossing into Tier Four, her life underwent a transformation akin to an evolution, making the already exceptionally beautiful and radiant girl become even more stunning, breathtakingly so.

Coupled with her fuller, taller figure and flowing, dreamlike purple hair, she possessed a lethal charm for males.

At this moment, the secretary at the director's door politely asked, "Miss, are you looking for the chairman?"

"Yes." Li Mengwu nodded her head.

"Please wait a moment, Miss. I'll open the door for you; just so happens that the second lady is also inside." Saying this, the secretary knocked on the door and subsequently opened the chairman's office.

Upon entering, Li Mengwu directly said, "Mom, I want to go to the Abudan front lines."

Exuding a strong and authoritative air, Su Xiaoqing immediately frowned, "You've just broken through to Early-tier Five; you need to stabilize your state at this moment, why suddenly run to the battlefield?"

Li Mengwu replied calmly, "To temper my will on the battlefield; my state has already reached its limit, with spiritual pollution having reached hallucinatory levels."

"These past few days, I occasionally see non-existent phantoms flashing by, and each time I have a strong urge to destroy them."

Su Xiaoqing's eyebrows furrowed tightly, "Haven't you used the methods taught by Consultant Li and them?"

"I have, but their methods of listening to music, exercising, and watching movies only work for them, not for me. My emotional release point isn't in these."

"Hence, I want to try it at the front lines; Heaven's Punishment has just released an employment announcement, where front-line Transcendents can earn points through completing missions to exchange for resources."

Looking at Li Mengwu's calm demeanor, Su Xiaoqing grew tense, "The battlefield is very dangerous; without experience, it's easy to get into trouble."

"With your talent and the resources our family holds, you only need to slowly hone your mental will to enhance, perhaps reaching Late-stage Tier Six Peak in just a few years."

"At that time, pursuing a breakthrough to Tier Seven wouldn't necessitate taking risks now, right?"

"Moreover, haven't you always had little interest in gaining power?"

Li Mengwu shook her head, "Mom, this isn't about power, but my pollution is more severe than imagined, I urgently need to find a method to cleanse my spiritual pollution myself."

"I just came to inform you, I'll be heading to Nanshan after packing up in the next few days."

Suddenly, a wave of anger surged within Su Xiaoqing, but looking at the determined gaze of the purple-haired girl before her, she could only suppress this fury.

Li Mengwu had been independent from a young age; once she set her mind on something, even her own mother couldn't change it.

Much like the insistence a few years ago to return to her hometown in Yidu for high school after graduating junior high.

After a while, Su Xiaoqing slowly said, "...You may go, but you must promise me not to go to the most dangerous battlefield. You can take on some ordinary tasks."

"Alright, I never intended to go to the battlefield." Li Mengwu showed a slight smile.

"Sister, wait for me."

As Li Mengwu entered the elevator, Li Mengyao caught up with her.

In the silently descending elevator, Li Mengyao's eyes flickered, "Sister, I know your reason for heading to the Nanshan front line isn't just for some tempering, right?"

Li Mengwu glanced at her sister, and replied calmly, "Then what do you think it's for?"

Li Mengyao shook her head, "I don't know." Her sister was brilliant since childhood, and perhaps because she was too clever, her relationship with the career-focused mother wasn't good.

Li Mengwu's gaze suddenly seemed a bit distant, speaking softly, "Mengyao, do you believe in destiny?"