Chapter 305: Cultivation Waste? No! Now The Peerless Heavenly Prodigy!
Wei still had a half-understanding look.
Seeing this fool pondering there for a long time without comprehending the key point, Lu Li could only helplessly add: “Just like you and Kubfu.”
With Lu Li’s explanation, Wei understood instantly.
Wei looked at Lu Li with utmost worship. With a mortal body, he subdued a deity—what couldn’t this man in front of her do?
After figuring it out, Wei respectfully bowed to Gimmighoul: “Thank you.”
“No need to be polite, this was all at Lu Li’s request.” Gimmighoul didn’t take credit but gave the merit to Lu Li.
Seeing Wei still dithering, Lu Li, who had gotten used to her tomboy personality, felt a bit unadapted.
So Lu Li urged: “Alright, take Bao Bao back to the room first.”
Hearing this, Wei hurriedly picked up Bao Bao.
“Then I’ll take my leave first.” After saying that, Wei carried Bao Bao up the stairs.
Once no one was left in the living room, Lu Li finally started talking about the main matter.
Lu Li asked: “Gimmighoul, do you want to form a contract with me?”
Gimmighoul looked at Lu Li in confusion.
The Pokémon World has no formal contracts, not even between deities and divine envoys.
So Gimmighoul also didn’t know what the contract Lu Li mentioned was exactly.
Lu Li could only explain in a way that fit local customs: “A contract is a bond firmer than a Poké Ball.”
“A bond?” Gimmighoul pondered for a moment with head lowered, then nodded.
Deities don’t talk about bonds and even disdain them.
Because if They wish, the so-called bond nurtured by a Pokémon and mortal over a lifetime can be achieved by Them in moments or even a blink.
“Don’t resist later, or I’ll suffer greatly.” Lu Li reminded uneasily.
Gimmighoul nodded, then knelt before Lu Li, sitting upright.
Tsk~
This married woman vibe is getting stronger.
Watching this scene, Lu Li sincerely admired in his heart.
Although the blood pact is named for blood, its essence is actually a soul contract.
Forming a contract with Gimmighoul, Lu Li didn’t dare or bother to play petty tricks.
The blood pact has three types, and Lu Li chose the most neutral and equal contract.
As for a slave contract?
Unless Lu Li’s brain was damaged, he wouldn’t make that foolish contract.
Because doing so wouldn’t just be biting the hand that feeds—it would be utterly inhuman.
As the blood pact slowly formed, Lu Li’s spiritual energy and even aura visibly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The blood pact also harms the soul, but not severely—like a minimally invasive surgery.
However, since Lu Li formed the blood pact early, the price he paid was even heavier.
Most obviously, Lu Li consumed his own life origin to make up for some strength deficiency.
The lost lifespan was roughly equivalent to Qi Refining Layer 2.
Meaning, though he was now at Qi Refining Layer 3, his actual lifespan was only equivalent to Qi Refining Layer 1.
But every gain has a cost; contracting Gimmighoul early—especially a deity like this—brought unimaginable benefits.
The blood pact slowly merged into Gimmighoul’s body, even soul.
Gimmighoul’s soul connects to this world’s rules.
This means Lu Li has imprinted his mark on this world’s underlying code.
It’s like now, though not a deity, he has some deity basic abilities, such as returning to the origin of laws after death, then reviving with Gimmighoul at some future time.
The Pokémon World has no reincarnation, but now Lu Li is the exception.
Though Gimmighoul felt some discomfort, and the power of rules strongly urged resistance to this invading force, Gimmighoul’s trust in Lu Li overcame the self-preservation instinct.
Blood pact formed!
After success, Lu Li directly collapsed on the ground.
Sensing it was over, Gimmighoul quickly opened its eyes and caught Lu Li just as he was about to fall.
“Lu Li, are you okay?” Gimmighoul asked tensely and worriedly.
Lu Li smiled and shook his head: “I’m fine, actually very good—extremely good.”
“Thank you for your trust. I absolutely won’t let you down.” Lu Li looked at Gimmighoul before him extremely seriously and vowed in his heart to the Great Dao not to disappoint Gimmighoul.
Truth be told, he was now eating Gimmighoul’s soft rice, in every sense.
Most importantly, Lu Li figured the father of this world would be very displeased, and during the contract, out of self-protection, the world even urged Gimmighoul to separate from him.
Fortunately, Gimmighoul didn’t comply.
Now he was truly integrated into this world, in every sense—inescapable even if Arceus came to drive him out someday.
Somewhat weak, Lu Li asked: “Do you feel any discomfort?”
“I feel pretty good. Most notably… my emotions seem more volatile than before,” Gimmighoul answered.
Gimmighoul’s divinity diminished.
This was inevitable; Lu Li’s blood pact pulled the lofty Gimmighoul from the divine altar, but only in personality.
Gimmighoul was still the God of a Thousand Faces, unchanged.
“Don’t speak first; I’ll heal you.” Gimmighoul said, then used Life Dew on Lu Li.
Lu Li’s originally slightly pale facial expression quickly turned ruddy, and the consumed life origin regrew at an exaggerated speed.
Moments later.
Lu Li found his just-consumed life origin restored, meaning this blood pact had no net consumption.
This was exploiting a bug—not everyone can contract a deity, especially in full state.
Fully restored, Lu Li stood from the ground, lightly moved his body, then happily said: “Gimmighoul, I didn’t know you had healing skills.”
“Hehe, also thanks to the Wellspring Mask.” Gimmighoul chuckled foolishly.
Hearing “mask,” Lu Li curiously asked: “How’s the material collection for your mask-making going?”
Gimmighoul said: “Almost done. My friend returned and has been helping collect recently.”
“What attribute for your next mask?”
“Fire attribute! Wasn’t that decided long ago?” Gimmighoul asked puzzledly.
Lu Li nodded, then said: “I wanted to keep you here playing a couple more days, but improving strength is more important. Nothing much on my end now, so go ahead with your business.”
Gimmighoul nodded.
Pokémon aren’t scheming or overthinking; Gimmighoul didn’t feel Lu Li was chasing it away.
“Mm, then I’ll head out.” After saying that, Gimmighoul vanished directly.
Gimmighoul came fast and left even faster; Lu Li had no special feelings about it.
…………
Golden Triangle, No. 0 God-Making Base.
A three-meter-tall incubator held a Pokémon resembling a humanoid feline.
It was entirely silver-white, with purple eyes, tail, and abdomen; a bundle of external nerves extended from its back center to the back of the neck, and its fingers consisted of three ball-shaped parts.
This Pokémon was Mewtwo, born from humanity’s arrogant self-importance.
Mewtwo didn’t know when it arrived in this world or if it could be considered born yet.
It could clearly sense everything around—the origin of laws, rules, even the world’s essence.
But it couldn’t sense its own body—more precisely, couldn’t control its body.
It was like being imprisoned, bored and desperately watching the outside.
It could perceive everything but not interact with the material world.
But today, an accident occurred: it discovered an intruder in its world.
In Mewtwo’s mind world.
“Hello, I’m Bao Bao. Do you have a name?” Bao Bao’s mental form curiously looked at Mewtwo before her.
（Equivalent to a separated independent personality, or mental fragment, which will disappear with the dissipation of the host’s remaining spirit and psychic power.）
“You’re human?” Mewtwo looked at Bao Bao in surprise.
Bao Bao nodded: “Yep! Bao Bao is human.”
“How did you get here?” Mewtwo asked coldly.
It thought this might be another trick from the outsiders, though created by those humans outside, it didn’t like them.
“I don’t know. Bao Bao remembers being caught, then meeting a strange old man, then sleeping and waking up here.” The innocent Bao Bao blinked her bright eyes at Mewtwo.
Bao Bao asked: “Why are you here then?”
Mewtwo said expressionlessly: “This is my home.”
Bao Bao looked at Mewtwo full of expectation: “Ah! Is this your home? Can you let Bao Bao leave?”
Mewtwo, about to kick Bao Bao out, noticed something off about her.
Mewtwo knew if it kicked this little girl out, she would disappear.
Because what appeared in its mind world was a mental fragment, or psychic power remnant.
“No! I can’t.” Mewtwo said expressionlessly.
This might be Mewtwo’s first lie; perhaps Mewtwo didn’t know what a lie was, let alone deception.
“Okay!” Bao Bao nodded dejectedly, then moments later cheered up and looked up at Mewtwo again.
“Just us two here—can we be friends?”
Mewtwo didn’t speak, just silently stared at Bao Bao.
Moments later, Mewtwo said coldly: “Depends on your performance.”
“Who knew you were a tsundere too!” Bao Bao pouted mockingly.
“What’s a tsundere?” Mewtwo asked puzzledly.
Bao Bao’s little face seriously explained: “So weird! In Big Brother’s words, you’re acting like a tsundere right now.”
Missing the point again, Mewtwo asked: “What’s Big Brother?”
“Big Brother? Brother is…”
………………
In another mind world.
“Dead turtle! Want to hear what you’re saying? You clearly said humans created a deity before, now it’s humans created a deity’s body?”
“Is this your path of destiny? Changing stories—you’re too unreliable.”
Looking at Terapagos before it, Groudon’s tone was full of disdain, even escalating to authority insult.
Hearing Groudon insult its controlled authority, Terapagos was also extremely furious.
You can doubt my strength, even my status, but not destiny!
Terapagos furiously retorted: “You didn’t understand. I told you—it’s not humans created It, but It chose humans.”
“Talking mysteriously—basically, that deity’s birth relates to humans, right?” Groudon was full of scorn, still disbelieving humans could create a deity, even a body.
“Forget it, won’t stoop to your level, big dummy.” Terapagos decided not to argue with a fool.
Groudon also decided not to reason with a charlatan, and so the mind world fell into eerie silence again.
…………
Lu Li, grinning widely, returned to the bedroom and eagerly tallied the gains from contracting Gimmighoul.
First, immortality.
After death, he would return to this world’s laws, then revive someday—though possibly no longer human.
But some grass-water dual-attribute Pokémon, or divine beast.
Whether gaining control of authority and rules would depend on his fortune.
If he’d gained this ability upon arriving, he’d have restarted without hesitation.
Water-grass heavenly spiritual root cultivation speed—whoever tries knows.
But now it wasn’t bad; his water spiritual root and grass spiritual root had both transformed to heavenly spiritual root level.
The only pity: the previous Water Law Crystal was wasted; using law crystals to improve cultivation qualification can’t match contracting a divine beast.
Finally, the cultivation cheat.
Now he had an extra afk slot; Gimmighoul was cultivating for him.
Gimmighoul’s cultivation qualification in the Cultivation World? Almost equivalent to water-grass heavenly spiritual root plus water-grass spirit body.
Lu Li felt it’d reach Foundation Establishment Stage soon; even doing nothing now equaled a year of his prior hard cultivation.
Like when starving, the only issue is eating your fill—was cultivation speed his only prior problem?
But now it’s different.
Once fed, all sorts of problems arise.
Now untroubled by cultivation speed, he needed to prepare for Foundation Establishment.
Gimmighoul brought no special physique; even with heavenly spiritual root now, success probability without Foundation Establishment Pill was only ninety percent.
Rounded, that’s under fifty percent—same as certain failure?
So he needed Foundation Establishment spirit medicine.
Cultivation World’s Foundation Establishment spirit medicine is rare but findable.
But Pokémon World is different; Lu Li suspected this world’s might not be rare but hard to find.
Fortunately, divination here costs no price, even for legendary Foundation Establishment spirit medicine.
Shelve all prior plans; find Foundation Establishment spirit medicine first.
At his current speed, breakthrough to Foundation Establishment Stage might come in under half a year.
