I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 656 - 393 My Pet_2
A large amount of energy was absorbed into the Postnatal Qi Bottle and transformed into Postnatal Qi.
It also condensed several undigested Cold Qi Pearls for the Small Knife.
The Postnatal Qi Bottle is a Spiritual Artifact, theoretically capable of transforming all gases below the Sixth Realm into Postnatal Qi.
This leftover is presumably because it is an Innate Supreme Treasure nurtured by a Little World.
It's likely the first trace of cold or chill in this world.
Sadly, it's already been used, causing its potential to decrease significantly.
Even so, creating a few Cold Qi Pearls still contains a trace of power beyond the peak Little World, unable to be assimilated by the Postnatal Qi Bottle, thus making it incredibly valuable.
Moreover, even if the Innate spirituality is polluted, preventing it from forming a Spiritual Treasure and further evolving, it can directly be refined into a Spiritual Artifact.
Because every Innate Supreme Treasure contains a bit of spirituality.
If unpolluted, it can foster a Spiritual Treasure and continue evolving.
Of course, Little Worlds seldom have such methods; one misstep can lead to spiritual pollution.
Offering one to the owner of the Postnatal Qi Bottle is enough to compensate for the countless years' consumption of Postnatal Qi by it.
The Small Knife gladly stored it in his Personal Space.
If it weren't for the Postnatal Qi Bottle, this chill would have been impossible to collect, let alone condense and purify.
The Small Knife easily resolved the pollution left behind after the self-destruction of the peak Supreme Treasure of the Little World.
This frightened the enemies.
The system chime rang, and Small Knife looked over.
Heh.
Turns out it was a surrender request from the Snowy World.
It was understandable.
But understanding is just understanding.
Small Knife did not agree but modified the system contracts.
This means surrender is allowed, but the original promise to retain an Earth Vein Extreme Point as a Lord, like the Blood Heaven Mini World's Master, is gone.
After surrendering, you can only gain the status of a regular player.
That is, a player status under Small Knife's Water Blue Star, not like those surrender players, a slave status.
To be treated like a regular player, one must work hard step by step on missions, earn contributions, and eventually become a Citizen and gain Citizen status.
Although becoming a Citizen is too challenging, it's believed they will try hard.
Because even if not for themselves, they should consider their descendants.
Since their status carries on to their offspring, being a Citizen player extends to their descendants, as does being a slave player.
...!
Small Knife sent the new surrender contract over.
Not caring whether the other party agreed, it was no longer important, and he continued to absorb the surrounding chill.
By now, more than half had been absorbed, and it would soon be completely absorbed.
Restoring this absolute territory to its original state as the fusion between the two Little Worlds trended toward balance once more.
However, now it was evident the Snowy World held the advantage.
But this did not matter much.
Small Knife only needed to preside over the public area, using the Master of the World privileges, and in the fusion process, Blood Heaven Mini World would gain the upper hand, as long as enough time passed, the advantage would materialize.
The Master of the Snowy World wouldn't dare to cause trouble.
However, this is definitely not the most convenient method.
With the loss of the Supreme Treasure, the traits of the Snowy World seemed to have weakened considerably, though it was still a frozen world at a glance, the floating feather-like snowflakes decreased by ninety percent.
As long as one is cautious, players can still explore slowly.
Therefore, Small Knife left the Blood Bat King in this public fusion district and proceeded forward on his Flying Sword.
Of course, it was important to charge arbitrarily, holding a milky white Jade Bottle, naturally the Postnatal Qi Bottle.
The formless and intangible Postnatal Qi had already dispersed, enveloping a radius of a thousand miles.
Restricted by the world's upper limit, this is the extreme extent.
Wherever he passed, the feather-shaped snowflakes within a thousand-mile radius seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, flying toward the Postnatal Qi Bottle.
In fact, they were being engulfed by the Postnatal Qi.
Being absorbed inside, they quickly melted, turned into chill, and were assimilated by the Postnatal Qi Bottle, transformed into traces of Postnatal Qi, not producing much, nor leaving any invaluable essence behind.
Seeing this, Small Knife muttered under his breath and continued flying forward.
The size of the Little World was limited and would soon be swept clean.
Wherever Small Knife went, the snowflakes and coldness disappeared, turning into ordinary land.
Naturally, other players began occupying these territories.
Then local players from the Snowy World emerged from underground.
Fights and battles broke out all over.
"The Master of the Snowy World is so inconsiderate, not surrendering yet?" Hearing the noises of battle, Small Knife felt slightly unsatisfied.
A small blood-colored gourd flew out.
Although it was ineffective against these snowflakes.
However, the suction power from the bloody little gourd swept across a thousand miles' area, whether hiding underground, on the surface, or even some small animals.
They all felt an invisible suction rushing over.
Before they could react, blood seeped from their pores, flying towards the bloody gourd.
"No!" The ones who could cry out were strong players from the Snowy World; the weaker ones were already senseless.
These Fifth Realm powerhouses immediately disregarded everything, fleeing towards the distance.
Yet blood continued to ooze from their pores.
Even as they ran, their bodies would melt into blood, flying towards the bloody gourd.
Although they couldn't feel the suction, the bloody little gourd seemed only capable of drawing blood.
Nonetheless, any flesh-and-blood life form within a thousand miles would dissolve into blood, down to their bones.
Only a few lucky ones, with sufficient power, could hold on briefly.
Most importantly, they were near the edge of the bloody gourd's area, so they managed to escape just in time.
After escaping, each one was terrified.
A few glanced back at the carnage.
Most never turned back until they felt secure enough to stop.
They found themselves considerably thinner and had lost several Levels.
Checking the system alert, being within the Spiritual Artifact's attack range could dissolve flesh and blood.
How frightening.
What exactly is this Spiritual Artifact treasure?
Could it be another term for Supreme Treasure?
"Utterly insufferable." Seeing the changes in the public district, the Master of the Snowy World felt his heart sink, realizing the game was over, and sighing, he sent a request to surrender.
At this point, he no longer needed to consult with other players and directly made the decision.
But shortly, a system notification came: the counterpart had refused and issued a new surrender demand.
Even his consolation prize—forgoing Master of the World status to become a Lord—was no longer offered, only granting Citizen player status, equivalent to a regular player's treatment.
This incited a furious, bellowing rage, declaring undying enmity.
Even declaring he'd destroy this world rather than give it over.
However, he barely managed to vent before noticing the changes in the Snowy World, the eradicate of world traits over an expanse.
He didn't even realize when, within that expanse, his players were drained of their blood.
No, they had melted into blood and were drawn away; the means were terrifying beyond compare.
Even the big bat from the previous Blood Heaven Mini World couldn't do this.
He was in utter despair, knowing there was no chance for him, the disparity too vast.
Both he and the Blood Heaven Mini World's Master were losers.
But then an Overseas Dragon appeared.
The difference being the Blood Heaven Mini World's Master was self-aware, surrendered early, retained a lordship, and though no longer the World Master, remained a regional overlord, with ample future resources.
Meanwhile, his own ambition reaching beyond his grasp, trying to hold out and ended up empty-handed, surrendering only to be demoted to a regular player.
Needing to exert himself on tasks, achieving only meager rewards.
The future was bleak and distressing.
Unacceptable, absolutely not.
Filling with intense resentment, he decided to drain the World Core.
If not, endure world backlash and strip away World Master privileges, draining the World Core would set the world into dormancy for a millennium; neither Earth Vein Extremes nor World Core would work or recover for ten thousand years.
Malice consumed his heart as the Snowy World quickly decided, without considering consequences, to draw the Origin from the World Core.
Warning, warning! This action will result in World Master privileges being stripped.
Confirm?
Confirm.
Warning, warning, your actions will earn the eternal hatred of the Snowy World, resulting in a permanent negative status, the World Betrayer.







