The Super Universe Leveling Game

2"You want me to help you ascend to the throne?" Cao Rongyang looked at Dongfang Qingyu with a strange gaze. He had guessed Dongfang Qingyu's purpose for looking for him, but he never thought that it would be this.    

    

There were countless people who wanted the throne, but many of them were burning with passion, but they were serious about it. Dongfang Qingyu was different, he directly said what he was thinking.    

    

However, why was he so confident? Why did he think that she would help him? What right did he have to come to him?    

    

"Do you think that I'm not worthy?" Dongfang Qingyu's expression was calm.    

    

"To be honest, many people are more suitable than you," Cao Rongyang said.    

    

"For example!" Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

... "" Cao Rongyang opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He felt that many people were more qualified than Dongfang Qingyu, but when he thought about it carefully, there was no one specific. Zhao Wuji? Angry Sea Dragon? The one from the Dark Dynasty? Or the Crown Prince? These people's power all came from reality, and could not be compared to Dongfang Qingyu in Cosmos. In the game, there were only a few people who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Dongfang Qingyu, Han Shasha, who would not compete with Dongfang Qingyu. Liu Chuanfeng and the two tigers seemed to be slightly inferior. Han Shasha himself also had thoughts about the throne, but he knew his own limitations. The gap between him and Dongfang Qingyu was too great, and was not enough to convince the crowd.    

    

Putting aside his background in the real world, just in terms of the game, Dongfang Qingyu was indeed the eldest brother of the Yan Huang Empire. His individual combat strength was unparalleled in the world, and the power he created was also second to none. There was really no one more powerful than him, not even an equal.    

    

"What benefits can I get?" Cao Rongyang pondered for a long time and raised his head to look at Dongfang Qingyu.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu admired Han Shasha's judgment in his heart. Cao Rongyang was a person who valued benefits and acted decisively. If it was anyone else, they would have to think about such a big matter for at least a few days. Cao Rongyang made his decision in a few minutes.    

    

"Here are three contracts." Dongfang Qingyu glanced at Wang Feiyan, who stepped forward and placed three contracts in front of Cao Rongyang.    

    

Cao Rongyang didn't stand on ceremony. He quickly read through the three contracts. The first one was very straightforward. He directly talked about money, how much money he would use to buy his support. The second contract gave him rights. As long as Dongfang Qingyu ascended to the throne, he would have the right to give others rights. The third contract gave him policies and favors.    

    

"Pen!" Cao Rongyang said, and Wang Feiyan quickly handed over the pen.    

    

Cao Rongyang wrote his name on the third contract. He had at least 20 years' worth of skills.    

    

"Happy cooperation!" Dongfang Qingyu stretched out his hand.    

    

"You want me to persuade someone, right?" Cao Rongyang asked.    

    

"Young Master Duan Jiuyin." Dongfang Qingyu did not hide anything.    

    

"I knew it wouldn't be easy to get your favor." Cao Rongyang revealed a bitter smile.    

    

"Ordinary people don't need you to do anything," Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"I'll try my best," Cao Rongyang said. Even if he wasn't 100% confident in defeating the others, he was at least 70-80% confident. However, he didn't dare to guarantee anything to Duan Jiuyin.    

    

Leaving Cao Rongyang's place, Dongfang Qingyu arrived at the encampment of Three Leaves Lotus Guild.    

    

"Are you ready?" He looked at Mandala.    

    

"Yes, but I'm not sure," she said.    

    

"Let's begin." Dongfang Qingyu understood what she meant. Refining one's body and refining pills were the same thing. The higher the level, the higher the possibility of failure. The difficulty of body refining far exceeded that of pill refining. Pills were dead and controlled by alchemists. Body refining was for living people, and there were too many variables.    

    

Fire control, herbs, time, environment, psychological change, time... There were many factors that affected the body refining. If any one of them made a mistake, it would cause the body refining to fail, and the result of failure would be the explosion of the body. With Dongfang Qingyu's strength, if his body exploded, he would definitely blow up the alchemy furnace, and even Mandala Zhuhua would not be able to escape.    

    

However, Dongfang Qingyu still decided to refine his body.    

    

"I need a quiet environment." Martha said.    

    

"I know, I'm ready." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"Also, I need to borrow your Heavenly Fire." Mandala also had her own flames, and her control over her own flames was more delicate. However, she still had to borrow the Heavenly Fire. The Heavenly Fire contained the mysteries of heaven and earth, and there was also a trace of innate power that could help Dongfang Qingyu refine his body.    

    

"At any time." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"Where to?" Martha asked.    

    

"Tian Mountain." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"Good place!" Natasha was stunned at first, then revealed an expression of admiration. To refine one's body, one had to borrow the power of flames, and the temperature requirement was extremely high. The Heavenly Mountain was one of the places with the lowest temperature in the continent, and it was covered in snow all year round. Normally speaking, it would not be of any help to refine one's body, but Dongfang Qingyu cultivated the Yin Yang Body Refining Technique, which emphasized on the laws of Yin and Yang. With high temperature, there had to be low temperature, and the combination of Yin and Yang helped to refine one's body.    

    

When Dongfang Qingyu came, he had already told Wang Feiyan everything, and Mandala was also prepared, so there was no need to say anything else. The two of them held hands and crushed the magic teleportation scroll. With a flash of light, the two of them disappeared, and when they reappeared, they were already ten thousand miles away. After using the magic teleportation scroll twice in a row, they finally arrived at the Heavenly Mountain.    

    

The alchemist's skills still needed to be improved. At the moment, he could only create a teleportation within 3,000 kilometers. Any further and he would have to use it in combination. A teleportation magic scroll that exceeded 3,000 kilometers was basically a reward obtained from completing missions or fighting monsters.    

    

Ten thousand kilometers of Magic Scroll, hundreds of thousands of movements. Ordinary players couldn't afford to use it. It was basically monopolized by major forces. In fact, ordinary players didn't need it either. They wouldn't go that far.    

    

If there was only one Magic Scroll that teleported 10,000 kilometers away, then returning would be a big problem.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu resurrected two polar wolves and dug out a space as big as a basketball court in the ice mountain. When he walked into this space, he felt that the world had suddenly quieted down. It was the kind of absolute silence. The wind, the rain, the sounds of insects and ants... All sounds were blocked.    

    

Pill furnace, heavenly fire, medicinal herbs... After everything was prepared, Dongfang Qingyu took off all his clothes and jumped into the pill furnace. The temperature of the flame rose rapidly from low to high.    

    

Martha took off her veil, her bracelet, her hairpins, and all the other ornaments that might have affected her movements. Her face was serene, and the order in which the herbs were placed into the cauldron was absolute. The most important test for an alchemist was the timing of the placing of the herbs.    

    

As time passed, there seemed to be no change in the day or night on T'ien Shan, nor was there any sense of time in Mandala's consciousness. The cauldron was dull red, and bubbles rose from the bubbling liquid.    

    

Azure Dragon City.    

    

The number of Scarlet Flame Green Gold Ball Ants increased and surrounded Azure Dragon City. At this moment, Azure Dragon City was basically under the control of the Scarlet Flame Green Gold Ball Ants.    

    

The thirty thousand troops led by Guo Zhengfeng had all died. Half of them were killed by the Scarlet Flame Green Gold Ball Ants and the other half by the attacks of the Imperials.    

    

Guo Zhengfeng was first bitten by the Flaming Green-Golden Soil Ant, then beheaded by the inspector of the Nine Gates.    

    

By right, after Guo Zhengfeng and the army died, there shouldn't be many players left in Azure Dragon City. However, the truth was that there were more players, almost 5 million.    

    

The Imperial Court had issued a mission, and players who participated in the defense of Azure Dragon City would receive rich experience points and various rewards. How could players refuse such rewards? A large number of players flooded into Azure Dragon City, and many players had just escaped from Azure Dragon City. After hearing the rewards, they turned around and entered Azure Dragon City. Millions of players launched fierce attacks on the Crimson Fire Green-Golden Mud Ball Ant, which was the main reason why Forbidden City was still safe and sound.    

    

"Ah - -" The scream of the Warrior before his death was terrifying.    

    

"Aiyo, which bastard's arrows are shooting randomly -" The thief took in a cold breath, his face twitching in pain and sweat pouring out. He could have avoided the attack of the Crimson Fire Green Gold Ball Ant, but an arrow from somewhere hit his calf. In pain, he lost control of his movements and was bitten by the Crimson Fire Green Gold Ball Ant. When his body fell down, his heart was filled with curses.    

    

"Not good ~ ~ ~ ~!" The ground cracked open and a hole appeared in the ground. The players above were caught off guard and sank down into the ground, colliding with the flaming green gold ball ants. At such a close distance, the players didn't even have the ability to fight back. They screamed as they were bitten to death by the flaming green gold ball ants.    

    

...    

    

Most players are practically cannon fodder. Every player has one, and I am the lucky one, but the truth is, I can't even get a rock out of the water.    

    

At every moment, a large number of players died, and the items dropped by the dead players became the spoils of war for other players. Players who saw the spoils of war generally didn't live long and died quickly, so the items dropped by them became the spoils of war for other players.    

    

As long as you live, you get something, and from that point of view, players do have a reason to take risks.    

    

"These people will soon understand what it means to be unable to achieve great things." On a slightly higher hill far away, Seven Swords Descends Sky Mountain raised his telescope and watched the battle of Azure Dragon City.    

    

"But the spoils of war are indeed fragrant." Jiang Nan said.    

    

"Those that eat meat will be full, while those that don't will go bankrupt." Seven Sword Descends Sky Mountain said.    

    

"Do we belong to those that contribute meat or those that eat meat?" the Jiang Nan Lotus gatherer asked.    

    

"Let's go and earn some money first." Seven Sword Descends Sky Mountain put down his binoculars. He was also moved. Rookies were just food. Experts like them didn't dare to say that they would live till the end, but they would definitely live longer than others.    

    

The difference between the rich and the poor existed no matter the era. The richer the rich, the poorer the poor.    

    

- From [Mi Gu Reading]