Tai Bai Water Lord

The world was destroyed, the apocalypse descended, a new era began, and the right to survive as a Lord was granted to every person.
Domains, Heroes, Troops, Treasures, Resources—all of the countless servers constructed by the myriad continents were opened up.
Qin Muye looked at his panel, which was akin to cannon fodder, and his domain with its damaged suffix, and felt a strong urge to cry but no tears would come.
No divine talent, no hidden hints, no overpowered Profession.
"If that's the case, then I'll just have to adapt and live in a different way."

Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

"I've dealt with the Divine Seed, but what about the Red Wind Calamity—this thing is a bit tough to handle."


Qin Muye knew that the Divine Seed was the Divine Seed and the Red Wind Calamity was the Red Wind Calamity. Although they originated from the same source, they were not the same entity.


So his temporary solution for the Divine Seed didn't mean he had temporarily resolved the Red Wind Calamity.


What's more, the level of the Divine Seed was just too low, and he didn't know how to level it up. He had learned from the books he had looted, along with some intelligence, that at least a hundred years had passed since those ancient times.


Under normal circumstances, the growth rate couldn't possibly be so slow.


Therefore, Qin Muye suspected that the other party was stuck in a bottleneck. The Divine Seed was native; if it surrendered to Qin Muye, then it could level up without any bottlenecks, just like Demon Blood and Evil Tongue could by grinding and leveling up.


Chapter 69: If the prices keep rising, the warehouse will soon be insufficient.