"Ha-ha, that's a relief for me." Ricky smiled.
"Queenie, we can't delay anymore. Hurry up and refine what you need. Since Sawyer is absent, you
have one less rival in the fight for the grand humanoid evil tree, but I am sure that the devil race will get
involved too. I'm afraid things will be more serious than we imagined."
"I know. Give me half of the fruit now," she said impatiently. Meanwhile, the Dragon Intent Grass
nudged Ricky telepathically and said, "Hey, Ricky, if you can't win Queenie's heart in the future, it will
be a shame that you let this chick boss you around every time." "Dragon Intent Grass, instead of
wasting your time teasing me, you might as well pray that the talented disciples of the devil race who
have come this time won't succeed,"
Ricky responded sharply. "Ha-ha, but are you really going to give half of this Glazed Fruit to her?
You know, it's not something that a humanoid evil flower's heart can compare with." The Dragon Intent
Grass laughed in amusement, finding it funny that it managed to irritate Ricky.
"I won't just give her half of it. I'll give her three-fourths," Ricky declared to its surprise.
"Wait—what?" replied the Dragon Intent Grass with much disbelief.
It didn't mean to persuade Ricky to give her more.
But after a short silence, the Dragon Intent Grass understood Ricky's purpose. It sighed, "Oh, Ricky, I
feel ashamed in front of you. I didn't expect you to be so generous."
After that, Ricky split the Glazed Fruit into two parts. One part was one-fourth, while the other was
three-fourths. He kept the one-fourth part for himself, and then he gave the other three-fourths to
Queenie.
Like the Dragon Intent Grass, Queenie was astonished by his generosity.
Even though she explicitly asked Ricky for half of the fruit, she would be happy to receive even a
smaller portion. For such a precious treasure, even one-fifth of the fruit would have satisfied her!
Besides, Ricky was not obligated to give her a portion of the Glazed Fruit, and if he decided to keep
everything to himself, she couldn't have done anything about it.
But unexpectedly, Ricky gave her three-fourths of the total.
Queenie didn't think he did that just because she was good-looking, because what happened before
had proved that a girl's beauty would never bewitch Ricky. Otherwise, he would have been at her beck
and call from the beginning.
She narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously and asked, "Are you mocking me? Or are you giving me
more out of pity?"
"You think too much. If it weren't for the devil race, my personality would have persuaded me to give
you only one-fourth," Ricky replied.
"The devil race has now entered the human devils' ancestral land, which means that this matter is not
about the human devil race alone. As a creature from the continent, I also have a responsibility to put a
stop to this. But it's difficult for me to make a breakthrough right now, even if I refine the whole fruit.
On the other hand, you will benefit a lot from this fruit. Three-fourths of it will be enough for you to
break through to the two-star lower spiritual emperor and consolidate your strength, and you will be
more helpful to me that way."
Queenie fell silent as she processed Ricky's words.
Once again, he had proven himself unique and extraordinary. Every time she thought she knew
everything about him, Ricky kept proving her wrong. She didn't want to admit it, but she privately
thought that he was a remarkable man.
Queenie frowned, turning her thoughts away from Ricky and back to the matter at hand. The eight
clans of the human devil race may have already found out that the devil race had entered their
ancestral land. She was sure that none of the human devils wanted to fight against the devil race, as
they were all absorbed in the grand humanoid evil tree.
And so was Queenie.
In fact, there were too few creatures of the human devil race and also few warriors from the continents
who were really against the devil race. For countless eras, the reason why they united to fight against
the devil race was that they had come to a dead end.
If the devil race were less powerful, the so-called union would instantly collapse.
'If the creatures on the four continents all hate the devil race the same as Ricky does, maybe the devil
race would have been exterminated long ago, ' Queenie thought to herself.
Ricky was indeed powerful, and he was the only incredible demi-spiritual emperor over the eras.
Queenie admired him, but her admiration for him was not from her heart.
But after seeing Ricky's generosity and hearing his reasoning, she began to admire him from the
bottom of her heart now. "Ricky, there are few creatures like you on the whole continent," she praised
him sincerely.
"Ha-ha, it's my honor to receive your praise," responded Ricky. He smiled at her widely, warmed by the
fact that they were getting along, which very rarely happened.
"Okay, I'll take it," she said excitedly, much to Ricky's amusement. "Very good. This is for you," he said,
handing her three-fourths of fruit.
Queenie didn't waste any time.
As soon as she got hold of the Glazed Fruit, she began to cultivate in seclusion.
As soon as she was settled, Ricky went off to do the same.
"I hope your faith road can make you a spiritual emperor," the Dragon Intent Grass murmured seriously.
Soon, Ricky put the rest of the Glazed Fruit in the Devourer Zone for refinement.
He intended to use all the energy after the refinement to strengthen his corporeal body and soul.
His cultivation level had already reached its peak, so what he needed to do now was to transform his
corporeal body into a ruling body, and his soul into a ruling soul.
As for the power of faith, he would absorb it from the creatures that believed in him in the Divine Manor
and the two major lands.
Although he was in the ancestral land of the human devils now, Ricky could clearly feel that he
absorbed the power of faith from the creatures that believed in him in the two major lands. This was
one of the wonders of the power of faith.
At this moment, Ricky started in three aspects.
Not only was the energy of the refined Glazed Fruit the purest, but it also contained extensive ruling
power. Ricky's corporeal body and soul would undoubtedly be wholly enhanced upon absorbing this
energy.
And as for faith, he used the power of faith that he had absorbed to transform the rules again. And then
he triggered the heavenly doom and broke through it to make him a spiritual emperor.
Thus, Ricky began the process of becoming a spiritual emperor in full concentration.
He spent a whole month in this stage until he finally reached the level of triggering the doom in these
three aspects.
"Are you ready? If you fail, this heavenly doom will pulverize you into dust," the Dragon Intent Grass
warned.
"I've been waiting for this day too long," replied Ricky. "Whether my incredible road is a success or not
and whether I will live or die, I have to face it now.
I will have to confront it anyway, so why should I prolong it? Regardless if it's the five-colored
Thunderstroke Doom or not, I will face it head-on.
Otherwise, all my efforts over the years would be in vain. And it would be just a joke that I became the
incredible demi-spiritual emperor.
Only when I am a spiritual emperor can I really step on the road to be a mighty warrior.
I have to be brave if I want to be a spiritual emperor," Ricky added lengthily.
"Dragon Intent Grass, if I don't come back in half a day, you and Evil Mandragora use the Divine Manor
to leave by following Queenie secretly," he also instructed.
Then, between one breath and the next, he leapt out of the humanoid evil flower garden and left the
Divine Manor and the Dragon Intent Grass behind.
In midair, Ricky no longer suppressed his internal power.
He immediately released the ruling power of the three aspects: his corporeal body, soul, and absorbed
faith.
Boom!
The moment that he released the power, a loud rumble echoed through the void, and triple
Thunderstroke Dooms suddenly appeared.
The ancestral land of the human devils suddenly grew morose, as the intimidating view of the
Thunderstroke Dooms attracted the attention of the creatures that had entered the territory.
The auras and powers of the Thunderstroke Dooms were different and obviously aimed at Ricky's
corporeal body, soul, and power of faith, respectively.
"From ancient times to the present, I must be the first one to go through these alone," Ricky uttered in a
low voice, summoning all his power to confront the Thunderstroke Dooms.
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