100\% DROP RATE : Why is My Inventory Always so Full? Chapter 641 - Golden Blood

Every monster in the training fields inhaled at once.

The Ancient Beasts’ expressions changed.

Astraea’s eyes glowed with stormlight.

The drop of blood pulsed.

Inside it, Lucien could feel too many things.

The faint echo of all the laws he had touched.

The deeper pressure of his Eternal body.

And beneath it all, the strange, terrifying openness of the Omnigenesis Vessel. A body that could become a beginning for many paths.

The golden drop finally fell.

It touched the innermost blood pool.

The pool did not splash.

It bloomed.

Gold spread through red essence in branching lines, like roots made of light.

The formations around the pool flared.

Astraea moved instantly.

Her hands rose, and a storm formed around the pool to slow the spread.

The other Ancient Beasts acted as well, each one adding restraint, pressure, or rhythm.

For several breaths, the entire small world felt as if it was holding its breath.

Then the pool stabilized.

The red-gold liquid became deeper.

The aura rising from it no longer carried only Ancient Beast blood pressure.

It carried possibility.

...

Astraea stared at the pool.

For once, she did not speak immediately.

That alone told Lucien more than any explanation could have.

He looked at her.

"That good?"

Astraea slowly turned toward him.

"Do you want the honest answer or the answer that does not encourage me to request more?"

"The second."

"It is useful."

Lucien narrowed his eyes.

"That was the restrained version?"

"Yes."

Astraea stepped closer to the edge of the pool. The red-gold light reflected in her eyes, and for a moment, she looked less like a person and more like a storm remembering that it was born to devour horizons.

"Little brother," she said softly, "even I am tempted to bathe in your blood."

Lucien went still.

Astraea gave him a predatory grin.

Around them, the other Ancient Beasts did not look offended.

That was worse.

Condoriano crossed his arms and laughed loudly.

"GAHAHA. Just by looking at it, I, too, am tempted."

Saber’s low growl rumbled through the pool terrace.

"It predates my Law of Predation."

Kira’s eyes glowed with sharp curiosity.

"Interesting."

The other Ancient Beasts did not speak all at once, but their attention said enough.

They were not looking at the pool like ordinary observers.

They were looking at it like beings who had lived for ages, struggled past the limits of their bloodlines, and suddenly seen a door that should not have existed.

Lucien was shocked despite himself.

He had expected the blood to help the monsters.

He had not expected it to tempt the Ancient Beasts.

These were beings who had already crossed countless thresholds. They had lived long enough to learn caution, pride, and restraint.

Yet all of them were interested.

Naturally, Lucien trusted their instincts.

If the Ancient Beasts reacted like this, then his blood was more useful than he had guessed.

His heart stirred.

If his blood could help Astraea and the others grow stronger, then the value was far beyond monster cultivation.

The next disaster would not be fought only by young legions.

Ancient Beasts stronger than before could change battlefields.

They might even become the kind of force capable of standing against Extinction-Grade threats for more than a few breaths.

Lucien had barely finished thinking that when Astraea moved.

Stormlight burst around her body.

Her human form vanished.

A vast Storm Roc appeared above the inner blood pool. The air screamed around her feathers. Lightning crawled through the clouds that formed inside the small world’s sky.

She released a clear, piercing cry.

The monster legions lowered themselves instantly.

Even several Ancient Beasts narrowed their eyes.

Astraea looked down at Lucien.

"Little brother, let me check how effective it is first. It will help me understand how to dilute it properly."

Lucien opened his mouth.

Astraea was already moving.

Her enormous form dropped into the blood pool.

The pool surged.

Then Astraea folded her wings with shameless elegance and settled into the red-gold water as if she had not just stolen the first trial from every Ancient Beast present.

For several breaths, the terrace was silent.

Condoriano’s mouth twitched.

Saber’s claws dug into the stone.

Kira stared at Astraea with the expression of someone who had watched a thief commit robbery using legal paperwork.

The other Ancient Beasts looked at one another.

They had lost the opportunity.

Worse, Astraea had given a reasonable excuse.

She was in charge of dilution.

Someone had to test it.

Obviously.

Astraea closed her eyes in the pool.

Her storm aura loosened.

The red-gold water moved through her feathers, scales of wind, law marks, and ancient bloodline patterns. For a moment, the pool seemed to become a sky, and Astraea seemed to be flying through it without moving.

The Ancient Beasts watched begrudgingly.

Lucien watched carefully.

The reaction was not explosive. It was deep.

That was more frightening.

The blood was not merely forcing power into Astraea. It was making her own foundation answer. Old traces in her bloodline lit up one by one, like sealed memories waking from within.

Astraea remained there for a while.

Then the pool settled.

She rose.

Liquid fell from her wings in red-gold streams. Each drop returned to the pool before touching the ground, as if the formations were terrified of wasting even a trace.

Stormlight wrapped her body again.

When she landed beside Lucien, she had returned to human form.

Her expression was far too satisfied.

Lucien looked at her and smiled.

"How was it, sister?"

Astraea’s eyes brightened at once.

"I learned a lot."

The other Ancient Beasts listened closely despite their obvious resentment.

Astraea looked back at the pool.

"It does not merely strengthen. It loosens limits. If used carelessly, some will mutate beyond their foundations. Some will chase paths their souls cannot support. Some may become dependent on your origin pressure."

Lucien nodded.

That matched his own concern.

"Controlled trials only," he said. "Small doses. Strict categories. No direct consumption. No use outside sealed pools. You decide dilution with the other Ancient Beasts."

Astraea approved of that immediately.

Then she turned back to him.

"Little brother, one drop alone could do so much. Can we have more?"

Lucien froze.

The other Ancient Beasts turned toward him.

Their expressions became warm.

Predatory smiles appeared one after another.

Lucien coughed once.

He suddenly understood the danger of staying here too long.

If he allowed the conversation to continue, there was a very real possibility that he would leave this small world several liters poorer.

Perhaps several buckets poorer.

And knowing Astraea, she would call it strategic investment.

Lucien acted before the Ancient Beasts could organize.

He took out an empty vase.

He drew another cut across his palm.

Golden blood flowed out.

The moment it entered the vase, the small world reacted again.

The monsters stared with wide eyes, their instincts screaming louder than their discipline could comfortably endure.

The Ancient Beasts’ eyes lit up at once.

Lucien filled the vase only to a safe level.

Then he sealed it with several layers of Living Creation.

Only after that did he hand it to Astraea.

"Brothers and sisters," Lucien said, looking at the gathered Ancient Beasts, "use it well."

Astraea received the vase with both hands.

Her expression turned solemn for the first time.

Lucien added, "And never tell Clara about this."

The solemnity cracked.

Astraea blinked.

Condoriano looked confused.

Saber’s ears shifted slightly.

Kira tilted her head.

Lucien’s face remained serious.

"If Clara hears about golden blood that improves evolution, she will call it divine sauce."

The Ancient Beasts froze.

Several of them looked at the red-gold pool.

Then at the sealed vessel.

Then at Lucien.

No one spoke.

That silence was suspicious.

Lucien narrowed his eyes.

"You thought it fit?"

Astraea’s lips twitched.

Condoriano looked away.

Saber pretended to study the formations.

Kira’s glowing eyes suggested that she had already recorded the phrase mentally.

Lucien sighed.

Astraea cleared her throat.

"Of course... not, little brother."

That did not reassure him at all.

Still, the tension eased by a fraction.

The blood pool continued to glow.

The monsters stared at it like starving children before a forbidden feast.

Lucien turned toward them.

His voice carried across the training fields.

"This pool is not a reward."

The monsters lowered themselves.

"It is not food. It is not a shortcut. It is pressure. If you cannot endure ordinary training, you will not touch it. If you cannot obey formation discipline, you will not touch it. If you cannot retreat when ordered, you will not touch it. If you cannot protect the weak beside you, you will not touch it."

The words sank into the world.

"You want to become Eternals?"

The monsters trembled.

"Then become more than strong."

Lucien looked over the legions.

"Become reliable."

The small world remained silent.

Then, one by one, the monster legions lowered their heads.

This time, it was not simple worship.

It was acknowledgement.

Astraea watched them with a rare look of satisfaction.

"They heard you."

"They need to do more than hear."

"They will."

Lucien looked back at the golden-red pool.

His blood had worked.

He closed his wounded palm.

The cut vanished instantly.

"Begin with the most stable Celestial monsters," he said. "No more than a trace dose. Record every reaction. If any bloodline shows dependency, instability, madness, or worship fixation, remove them from the trial."

Astraea nodded.

•••

Before leaving, Lucien made one more decision.

His pets and guardian beasts would also be included.

They needed it.

Sparkles arrived first.

Peek and Aboo followed, with Peeko circling overhead.

Korrak, Vyrran, and Korvyn landed with heavier pressure.

The gargoyle pets arrived in clusters, stone wings folding as they landed across the terraces.

Then came the guardian beasts from each small world, each one carrying the pressure of its territory, its duty, and its own path of growth.

The monster legions watched them arrive with mixed awe and envy.

Lucien stood before them all.

"You will follow the same rules," he said. "Sister Astraea and the others will supervise all of you."

Astraea smiled beautifully.

The pets became very well behaved.

Lucien nodded in satisfaction.