42: Chapter 42 You have a high-ranking clan, I have a torrent of ferocious beasts

Time flew by swiftly under the blessing of the divine kingdom's flow rate.

A night in the outside world passed in a flash, and when the morning light broke at nine o'clock, only a few hours had passed in reality, but inside the divine kingdom, a full ten days had passed peacefully.

The blessing of ten days of extreme reproduction had a terrifyingly effective result.

The six major vassal races within the divine kingdom all benefited, with the vast majority of female vassal races successfully conceiving. Their population scale was poised for action, and they would only grow stronger in the future.

Meanwhile, the Plague Seed Mosquito, whose reproductive ability was already peerless among all vassal races, saw the most exaggerated surge!

From the initial remaining one hundred and forty-plus Rank B Plague Seed Mosquitoes, in just ten days within the divine kingdom, their numbers directly skyrocketed to break through to five hundred!

"Good, good, good! Ye Feng, oh Ye Feng! You just wait properly for this grand gift of mine!" Lin Ye murmured softly with cold light flashing in his eyes.

After his initial wild joy, Lin Ye quickly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, his thoughts rapidly settling down as a trace of solemnity quietly crept into his mind.

He had not forgotten the heavyweight information Teacher Zhao had previously mentioned—Ye Feng had not only domesticated several Rank A vassal races recently, but had also successfully acquired a brand-new Rank S vassal race.

This was also the greatest threat looming before him, and the most uncertain hazard of the entire competition.

Now that his Plague Seed Mosquito had broken through to Rank B and its leader had reached Rank A-, it was enough to firmly suppress ordinary Rank A vassal races, but when facing Rank S entities that truly stepped into the threshold of high ranks, he still lacked absolute certainty of victory.

Rank S vassal races possessed tyrannical physical bodies, stable divine souls, and heaven-defying talents, along with inherent high-tier racial rule resistance, making it difficult for the attacks of ordinary Rank B and Rank A- vassal races to break their defenses.

Their single attributes should be over 60, or even 70.

Lin Ye was well aware of this, yet he felt not a shred of impatience. Instead, he calmly analyzed his own shortcomings and upper limits.

With his current divine kingdom foundation and personal cultivation, there was simply no way to forcibly push primary combat vassal races like the Marrow-Eating Demon Hound and Demonic Blood Python to break through to Rank S.

Rank S was the absolute watershed between low-tier and high-tier entities; what it crossed was not just grade, but a leap in the hierarchy of life.

If he were to forcibly stimulate his Source-Tracing and Foundation-Consolidating Talent, compelling the primary combat vassal races to devour and undergo metamorphosis to charge at Rank S, there would be only one ultimate outcome—all vassal races would fail to withstand the crossing of the life hierarchy, their bloodlines would completely shatter, and not a single one would be left, all perishing.

Lin Ye would never attempt such a self-destructive method of ruining his trump cards.

Moreover, purchasing a Rank S vassal race was not something Lin Ye had never considered; he had checked the military exchange twice, but those so-called Rank S ones had almost no hope of evolution left.

Cultivating them would only be strong in the early stages, and whenever he wanted to buy them, a voice would pop up in his mind telling him to cultivate them himself! Cultivate them himself!

He did not know if it was words left behind by Mother Shenzhou or something else, so Lin Ye gave up the idea of purchasing a Rank S vassal race card.

Since he could not pile up high-tier Rank S combat power in a short time, he would switch to another path—compensating for quality with quantity, and crushing single-point high tiers with a torrent of ethnic groups.

This was also the unique, heaven-defying advantage he possessed as a low-rated divine kingdom holder.

Geniuses born with high ratings like Ye Feng might seem invincible at the start, with a profound divine kingdom foundation and heaven-defying vassal race grades, but in reality, they had extremely heavy shackles.

Rank S vassal races possessed noble bloodlines and transcendent foundations, which corresponded to extremely difficult reproduction, making mass production virtually impossible.

Moreover, the cultivation and reproduction of high-tier vassal races had to be matched with resources of the same level; wanting to catalyze a Rank S vassal race population required the use of rare Rank S reproduction cards.

Besides that, although Ye Feng's divine kingdom had a high rating, its divine kingdom territory was small and its framework was solidified, and its carrying capacity was not even as strong as Lin Ye's.

According to the carrying limit of his divine kingdom, the high-tier vassal races he could cultivate were already few and far between. Having previously used a high-tier vassal race cultivation card, he had already reached the carrying limit of his own divine kingdom, and there was simply no way to cultivate and mass-produce combat power in large quantities.

A high-rating start wins at the starting line, but it also locks down the upper limit and quantity.

On the other hand, Lin Ye's F- rating seemed humble at the start and barren in foundation, but his divine kingdom had a full ninety-nine square kilometers, and its rule stability and carrying capacity far exceeded those of Ye Feng and the others.

The plasticity of his divine kingdom was endless; as long as resources were sufficient and reproductive blessings were in place, the vassal races could be mass-produced, iteratively transformed.

Even without Rank S high-tier individual combat power, the stacking of countless Rank A combat powers, coupled with the Plague Seed Mosquito population that came with plague erosion and divine soul suppression, was enough to slowly wear down Ye Feng's precious and rare Rank S vassal races by sheer force.

"You have high-score vassal races, I have a torrent of fierce beasts."

Lin Ye's gaze was stern and cold, his heart growing even more resolute.

The height of the initial rating was never the conclusion of the final victory or defeat.

Ye Feng relied on his innate talent to act superior, little knowing that his destination was merely his own starting point.

What's more, the blessing effect of the reproduction card had not yet ended. In the following days of divine kingdom time, the number of Plague Seed Mosquitoes would continue to skyrocket, and the overall combat power of the six major vassal races would also climb step by step.

By the day the competition started, the trump cards he had accumulated would be enough to give the entire grade, and Ye Feng, a huge shock.

Time quietly slipped away, and unconsciously, a crisp knocking sound came from outside the door, accompanied by Wang Hu's hearty shout: "Brother Ye, wake up, the sun is shining on your butt, I brought nutritional meals over!"

Lin Ye's mind stirred, instantly withdrawing from the divine kingdom's sea of consciousness. He opened his eyes, and the stern cold light in the depths of his eyes fully retracted, returning to his usual calm appearance.

He got up and opened the door. Wang Hu, carrying two steaming martial arts nutritional meals, walked quickly into the house, steadily placed the dinner plates on the desk, and said with a smile: "We are preparing for battle with all our might these two days, so we must replenish our physical energy well and not drop our condition before the match."

The two sat down side by side and ate quickly. There was no superfluous idle chatter during the meal; everything revolved around the upcoming projection confrontation match.

Taking advantage of the free time, Lin Ye earnestly exhorted: "Wang Hu, remember one core principle for this competition: prioritize concealing your clumsiness, and seek victory through stability."

"Your vassal race's combat power is enough to deal with opponents in ordinary arenas, but remember not to exhaust your trump cards the moment you enter the arena. Retain your strength throughout, only use basic combat power to maneuver, win quickly if you can, and steadily stall if you cannot; absolutely do not expose your entire foundation."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hu immediately put away his playful smile and nodded heavily: "I understand, Brother Ye! I won't stand out, I won't try to be brave, and I will never show my trump cards to outsiders!"

He knew very well that the larger the competition, the more powerful experts would stare at the arena. Exposing all combat power too early would only allow opponents to figure out his bottom line, resulting in being restricted everywhere afterward.

Lin Ye nodded slightly, continuing with meticulous instructions: "Until the knockout rounds, until the life-and-death matches, all bottom-of-the-box methods are to be sealed away. Our goal is not to show off in the preliminary rounds, but to steadily secure a top-ten spot and obtain the qualification to participate in the Federal League. Everything is subject to the final result."

High-profile flaunting would only invite endless targeting; enduring and lying low while concealing one's sharpness could strike a fatal blow at the critical moment. This had always been Lin Ye's arena principle.

Having simply finalized all impromptu tactics, the two quickly finished their meal and returned to their respective residences to rest in peace, build up their energy, and quietly await the start of the competition.