I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 865: Chapter 584: Two Will Break Through, Mistress Arrives (Part 2)

“Each person, take one and eat it now.”

Xiong and Terreda took the porcelain bottles without any hesitation, immediately uncorked them, and swallowed the elixir inside, which was entirely crimson and emitted a rich medicinal fragrance, in one gulp.

The elixir melted upon entering their mouths, and a surge of scalding yet pure medicinal power instantly flowed down their throats into their bodies, spreading swiftly like a small fire dragon to every part of their bodies.

Initially, the two could barely maintain their stance, but within seconds, they couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan, their entire bodies shaking violently as the Qi and blood inside them roiled and surged like boiling water.

A vast amount of medicinal power traversed their meridians recklessly, washing over their physical bodies and spiritual veins, repairing the foundation previously eroded by the disaster Qi, while constantly strengthening their physiques.

Xiong was the first to undergo a transformation.

His previously somewhat thin frame swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, muscles bulging, with knotted muscular lines like the roots of an ancient tree, covering his limbs and trunk. His slightly stooped back straightened up, and his height increased by over half a foot, making him more robust and imposing, with an aura growing increasingly wild as if a slumbering magical beast had fully awakened.

The spiritual energy within him also climbed frantically under the influence of the Tier Seven medicinal power, quickly breaking through the bottleneck and firmly stepping into Tier Six Eight Star, surrounded by a faint blood-red glow, perfectly integrating with his half-beastman’s bloodline, achieving a qualitative leap in physical strength.

On the other side, Terreda’s transformation was equally astounding.

His muscles swelled, each one filled with explosive power, and the Barbarian Race battle patterns on him became increasingly clear and profound under the nourishment of the Power of the Dragon Emperor, circulating slowly on the skin’s surface, exuding a dignified Barbarian Race grandeur.

Reddish flames seeped slowly from his pores, causing the temperature around him to soar suddenly.

Even more astonishing was the faint emergence of a layer of scaling pattern under his skin, with a hint of crimson amidst a pale golden hue, as if a layer of dragon scales was hidden beneath, looming to reveal an imperceptible yet domineering dragon might.

This dragon might wasn’t outwardly projected but still gave everyone present an invisible sense of oppression, causing awe.

Terreda’s Qi and blood grew ever more vigorous, and with no spiritual energy within him, the elixir’s refining of his physique was even more thorough, complementing the effects of the many Dragon Blood Potions he had taken before, now manifesting gigantic dragon-like features.

Around the two, the Power of the Dragon Emperor interwove with their bloodlines and spiritual energy, forming a vast current that ceaselessly washed over their bodies, as the elixir’s power continued to release.

The once fleeting aura had long vanished, replaced by a sturdy and violent presence full of power, many times stronger than before they were injured.

In the meeting hall, everyone’s gaze was fixed intensely on Xiong and Terreda, eyes filled with unabashed shock and envy.

They had just checked, discovering that the Dragon Emperor Transformation Pill was a Tier Seven elixir, primarily to enhance the physical body while also having powerful restorative effects on serious injuries.

As is well known, Tier Seven elixirs hardly ever circulate in the market, and without strong connections and resources, one doesn’t even qualify to come into contact with them.

Such a precious treasure, yet Xiong and Terreda each had one, how could such treatment not evoke envy?

At this moment, everyone’s gaze inadvertently shifted from Xiong and Terreda to Dongfang Mingyue.

This young Tier Seven female Pill Master, with a gentle demeanor and beautiful appearance, had presented two such precious Tier Seven elixirs effortlessly.

Looking at the tacit understanding between the Military Lord and her, the occasional display of tenderness, and the unspoken eye exchanges, everyone had a vague suspicion in their hearts — the relationship between the Military Lord and Miss Ming Yue was definitely not ordinary.

For a moment, their eyes unconsciously carried a hint of ambiguous smiles.

“Is she Dongfang Mingyue?”

In the crowd, the Poisonous Widow stood quietly, a trace of uncontrollable melancholy and loneliness flashing in her eyes.

Having been brought out from the Hundred Hunt Star Thieves by the boss, shaking off the identity of a fugitive in the Empire, participating in the blood battle of the Demon Suppression Abyss, and then throwing herself into the construction of the Ice Extreme Pass, she gradually grew into the managing director of the Lingfeng Trading Company, mastering assets worth hundreds of billions, a formidable businesswoman in her own right.

This journey was arduous, and the only person supporting her was always a single one.

Her feelings for the boss gradually ripened from initial reverence and submission to respect and ultimately quietly nurturing an affection she dared not speak of.

Several times she tried to lower her stance and approach the boss during interactions, but each time, the boss discreetly pushed her away.

She understood her identity and remembered her past, realizing that someone with her blemished history wasn’t fit for the radiant boss.

She sought not much, even just a tiny place in the boss’s heart would suffice.

But now, it seems, even such a humble wish remained an extravagant hope.

The boss increasingly trusted and relied on her, investing ample resources to help her break through to Tier Six, something she never dared to dream of before, but in her heart, she knew that in the boss’s eyes, she was forever just a capable subordinate, someone to trust but never to be more.

She never understood why the boss was so resistant to her, not even willing to give her a sliver of a chance.