Everyone on the ship witnessed this shocking scene.
Jun Yaojin was speechless. Compared to Lu Jun, her Parthenon priestess abilities looked completely fake. She couldn't help but stare at her new boss in utter doubt and disbelief.
"Oh my god, this must be a miracle—we've seen God!"
Many of the relatives of the severely injured passengers burst into tears, dropping to their knees and kowtowing repeatedly to Lu Jun.
Not to mention the faith-revering Europeans—even if they were replaced by citizens of the Nine Provinces, they would offer the same gratitude. Anyone who has never experienced the despair of watching a loved one on the brink of death would never understand how one prays for even a single ray of light.
Most importantly, Lu Jun was extremely generous with his healing output. Not only were the severely wounded restored completely, he even healed their old chronic injuries along the way.
The captain was overwhelmed with excitement. Grasping Lu Jun's hands tightly, he said, "I've already contacted the Venice Chamber of Commerce behind us. They will transfer the funds immediately. Thank you for your help."
Not only that, the families of the injured gathered around one after another to express their gratitude, hoping to learn Lu Jun's name so they could remember this kindness forever and contact him should anything happen in the future.
Seeing this, Lu Jun felt it troublesome. He told the captain to deal with it, then slipped back to his room.
He had not expected such a coincidence—the passenger ship actually belonged to the Venice Chamber of Commerce. The Zhao Family happened to be the one in charge of that chamber.
After the National University Tournament, Old Zhao had rushed home immediately after detaining his brother. Lu Jun had no idea how things were going; there had been no international news.
He planned to ask around in the Nine Provinces after finishing his business in Africa.
But he hadn't waited long inside the ship when the captain came looking for him again, asking what should be done with the corpse of the Sea Serpent.
Hearing this, Lu Jun pondered. His personal dimensional space was limited—there was no way it could contain the massive corpse of a Monarch-level creature, and the Inferno Furnace was the same.
He originally intended to have the captain drag it to a harbor and sell it cheaply to a merchant, when suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.
"For now, drag it to a designated coastal area for me. I will handle it myself."
"Of course, not a problem," the captain agreed readily. He sighed, "I never thought the Sea Serpent would fall like this. After the 'Red Sea Incident' in the Mediterranean back then, this creature roamed the seas unchecked. Not a single Super-tier mage dared to subdue it."
"No one is willing to duel a Water-element Serpent at sea. If anything goes wrong, it can dive into the deep ocean at any moment and escape."
Lu Jun nodded. The Western system was much more self-serving than the Nine Provinces. Without personal profit, what Super Mage would fight a Monarch-Level creature for no reason?
As for the Red Sea Incident, he had some impression of it—Red Cardinal Leng Jue's famous battle. It was he who led the Serpent Duke and the entire Serpent race into causing a massive upheaval, with effects that still lingered today.
One must not underestimate the chaos caused by a single Monarch-Level creature. In any nation, it would be treated as a national-level emergency.
Back then, during the Yangtze River flood season, a single Monarch-Level creature caused havoc, alarming all the provinces along the middle and lower reaches, forcing them to mobilize military forces to guard the riverbanks.
It was only because Lu Jun's strength had reached the pinnacle of the human world—with elemental advantages on top of that—that he felt fighting a Great Monarch was nothing worth mentioning.
"Leng Jue, the Serpent-Scorpion Clan, Khufu…?"
Lu Jun muttered to himself. He had every reason to believe that Leng Jue had relied on his connection to the Serpent-Scorpion Clan to form an alliance with Khufu, eventually paving the way for his rise to power.
"Now that I'm at the Super-Tier, it's about time to settle things with that man."
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. With the Triangular Dimensional Mirror—this supreme treasure—now infiltrated by his Heavenly Spiritual Realm after his breakthrough, he had already begun imprinting it. Once his Space and Summoning magic reached the Super-tier, he would surely be able to unleash its full might.
Even if Leng Jue knew, there would be nothing he could do.
But everything had to be taken one step at a time. Now that he was Super-tier, time was no longer tight. He was confident he would eventually stand at the peak of the world.
Lu Jun immersed himself in manipulating the Curse Element stars. With two systems at the Super-Tier, he prioritized mastering the Super-tier Curse spell first. His current progress had reached four to five hundred stars—a bit over one-fifth of the entire framework.
The Heavenly Spiritual Realm truly offered great advantages here. He believed it wouldn't take long for him to succeed.
Meanwhile, as Lu Jun traveled toward Africa
The moment the Sea Serpent died, somewhere far away in North Africa, inside a valley known as Snake Valley—
Densely packed, layer upon layer, countless venomous serpents of every color coiled together, forming a frenzied ocean of snakes. Their endless writhing covered dozens of kilometers, grotesque and horrifying.
Hissssssss!
Suddenly, the center of the vast serpent sea parted. A massive cluster of serpents rose upward, countless snakes slithering madly over its surface. The figure of an alluring mature woman gradually emerged—her entire body bare.
Her expression was cold, and an insane killing intent burst out endlessly. Her supreme authority caused the entire multicolored serpent sea to fall still.
"Who killed my male pet!"
Medusa's second daughter—the Harpy-Serpent Demon Euryale—closed her eyes to sense, drawing upon the divine bloodline inherited from her mother. She activated a mind-curse spell, tracing the target across vast distances.
Yet what shocked her was that the witchcraft that had never failed in the past actually malfunctioned at this moment—she detected not a single clue.
A joke—Lu Jun's own Mind and Curse cultivation was extremely high, bearing the Divine Soul and Ancient Armor, his rank comparable to an emperor. Fortunately both were in a sealed state, otherwise an automatic counterattack would have gravely injured Euryale.
"There's a problem." Euryale abruptly calmed down. "The only ones who can evade Medusa's Curse of Vengeance Mark are my mother and my two sisters. Could someone be plotting against me?"
She fell into deep contemplation, deciding not to act rashly and to gather information first.
On the other side, Lu Jun was unaware of the great Monarch-level Harpy-Serpent Demoness's violent reaction, but he still sensed something and planned to return quickly after finishing his business in Africa.
Time passed. More than ten days later, the cruise ship reached a remote beach on the southern edge of Africa.
Lu Jun and the other two quietly disembarked, looking at the floating corpse of the Sea Serpent.
Its enormous, winding body rolled beneath the ocean waves, the pitch-black tail rising and falling upon the sea surface, lifting giant waves, giving the illusion that it was still alive.
After soaking in the sea for more than ten days, the Serpent Lord's powerful flesh remained largely uncorrupted. The snake scales retained their glossy hardness, appearing vividly lifelike.
His sister Lu Mei frowned. "What are you keeping this snake corpse for? We don't have anywhere to store it."
Beside her, Jun Yaojin thought of something and jokingly made a Huaxia-style quip. "Boss, are you planning to bring it home to soak in liquor? Tonifying the kidneys, right?"
Lu Jun looked at her in surprise… Oh~ she even understood kidney-tonic jokes?
He waved his hand, not explaining further to Jun Yaojin. "Nothing like that. I plan to refine an undead."
Yes—Lu Jun saw that the Serpent Lord's body still contained massive Life Energy and Water-Poison Magic, and selling it was a waste. He couldn't care less about one or two billion, so a sudden idea struck him—waste recycling.
Conveniently, his eighth element was the Undead Element, allowing him to attempt this.
To be honest, refining a corpse into an undead wasn't easy. Not only does energy rapidly collapse after death, dispersing into nature, but with such a powerful creature, even an Basic-Tier Undead Spell might not be able to awaken it.
Lu Jun had no certainty, but he planned to try anyway.
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