Heaven, Earth, Me Chapter 1507. Primordial Starheart.

Gazing upon Yasenia's mildly aggrieved look, the Old Dragon experienced a hint of embarrassment. Still, as his eyes shifted to her rear, he realized the wound had fully mended. Irritated by her rash behavior, he hadn't restrained his force and had even fractured several scales. Without that, she wouldn't have felt any pain.

Yet, Yasenia had recovered completely in no time!

Our dragoness spotted it too, craning her neck back while folding her wings. "Healed up already? That injury you inflicted was supposed to linger longer, wasn't it?"

"A bit longer? I planned to withdraw the subtle energy I implanted to prevent your instant recovery."

"You implanted energy to stop my healing?"

"Punishing a dragon with insane regeneration like yours requires such measures, or is it even punishment at all?"

Yasenia rolled her golden eyes with a snort. "You owe me compensation. Nobody except my mother and lovers has ever..." She paused, then added, "Nobody but my mother, lovers, a few maids, and certain friends has spanked my butt!"

"...That's a lot of people, you realize?"

"I don't care! Pay up with compensation! Hand over treasures!"

As a respected senior, Yasenia naturally sought to exploit the situation. If he offered, she'd gladly accept!

Old Dragon Ao saw right through her greedy intentions but chose not to call her out. Instead, he inquired, "Tell me precisely what occurred. Your earlier account was too brief and rushed."

Yasenia gritted her teeth. "If I hadn't rushed, wouldn't you still be pinning me down for more spanks?"

The Old Dragon raised his arms in defeat before Yasenia sighed and shook her head. "I only know what I already shared. My Beast Core acted up wildly, collided with the Starheart Molting Pearl, and they fused together while I lingered in a limbo state."

"Can you bring it out?"

Yasenia nodded and summoned it. This dragon could slay her with a mere sneeze, so hiding it out of mere caution would be pointless.

As the new Beast Core emerged, a deep and mystical aura spread forth. Both Yasenia and Ao gazed at it in astonishment. "This presence..."

Yasenia murmured, and Old Dragon Ao responded gravely. "Immortal Level Treasure. That's sufficient; store it away now."

Yasenia tucked it back swiftly. Fortunately, Old Dragon Ao's formation had sealed the area, preventing any aura from escaping.

Yasenia swam gracefully like a fish, inquiring, "What exactly transpired?"

"Hm... I'm not certain. Originally, that treasure was meant to reside in your Dantian, providing endless nourishment. Imagine a mobile Starlit Molting Pool that strengthens as you do. Such passive enhancement would guarantee Star Core Beast realm in mere time, even if you lounged and slept all day."

Yasenia nodded without shock. She'd suspected as much upon first encountering the Starheart Molting Pearl, its aura deeply linked to the formation.

"But... your prior Beast Core wasn't ordinary, correct?"

"Correct," Yasenia admitted casually. "Born with complications, I lacked a Beast Core initially. I formed one later via rebirth. What served as my Beast Core was a fragment of [Primordial Energy Core]."

Old Dragon Ao blinked. "A fragment of what?"

Yasenia blinked in return. "Primordial Energy Core."

The elder dragon fixed his amber gaze on Yasenia, countless intricate feelings swirling within. Puzzled, he questioned, "How did a lower Heavenly Layer cultivator obtain something exclusive to the Divine Heavens? And how did you convert it into your Beast Core?"

Our dragoness was taken aback. "Is it that powerful? It was merely Supreme Ranked. Seems underwhelming for Divine Heaven origins. I figured even their stones matched that caliber."

Old Dragon Ao itched to smack this junior again but restrained himself. "A Primordial Energy Core forms only from a Peak Star Core Beast's death. Bathed in celestial energies for over 10 million years, it yields an Earth Ranked shard with Transcendence Ranked potential."

Yasenia quickly calculated and exclaimed in surprise. "Wow, so mine originated from an Eighth Realm beast?"

"Very probably." The dragon sighed. "You'll discover more upon reaching the Divine Heavens."

"But isn't the Divine Heaven sealed?"

"Huh? Sealed how?"

Yasenia shared her knowledge. "Post-Heavenly Cataclysm, certain cycles restarted forcibly, sparking issues there. Details escape me."

The old dragon blinked. "Heavenly Cataclysm? What's that?"

Yasenia fell quiet. Old Dragon Ao grew uneasy under her odd stare. "Hm... Not vital. Since you're unaware, you likely don't know ascension paths either. If troubles arise later, I'll seek you out. It's distant future anyway."

Old Dragon Ao agreed with a nod. A positive perspective indeed. "Now, with knowledge of its fusion and evolution, I'll clarify. The upgraded treasure—dub [Primordial Starheart]—acts as a Beast Core that auto-generates, purifies, advances, and mends both you and your energy."

The explanation felt too broad, prompting Yasenia to probe. "Create... me?"

Old Dragon Ao laughed, curling into a relaxed coil. "What defines a Beast Core?"

Yasenia replied smoothly. "Beasts' core essence. They harness its power to evolve and grow stronger."

Old Dragon Ao approved. "Solid overview. Yours now does all that plus self-sustains as its own origin. No need to pull ambient energy; it produces its own. Plus, the Starheart Molting Pearl's shedding traits integrated flawlessly, boosting passive advancement."

Yasenia narrowed her eyes, sensing [Primordial Starheart]'s hidden depths. "So... endless energy supply?"

"Not quite." Old Dragon Ao clarified. "It generates your personal energy. Overspend beyond production, and you'll deplete it."

"But resting briefly restores it, yes?"

Old Dragon Ao nodded. "Indeed. Watch your usage closely."

Our dragoness felt dazed. Before, her [Primordial Energy Core] converted external and heavenly energies into pure "hers," free of foreign taint.

Now, this elder claimed she required no external input. She'd evolved into her personal "energy fountain."

’Heavens... Insanely overpowered. Battle endurance was my top asset already, now enhanced, revolutionized, transcended? Former [Beast Core] rivaled Supreme Treasure; this rivals One Star Immortal Treasure!‘

Shutting her eyes, Yasenia sensed her frame brimming with primal vigor and might. This force coursed via muscles, innards, scales, meridians—endlessly vitalizing her, leveraging "molting" for power surges.

More astonishingly, molted bits—like shed serpent skin—drew toward her Celestial Black Hole Energy Star, devoured as tasty morsels. She felt the massive star's delight with each influx.

Moving about, Yasenia sensed scales detaching. Her brows knit. "What's going on?"

"Relax. Your inaugural full molt. Expect to lose all scales, horns, maybe teeth and claws too."

Yasenia feigned misery. "I'll end up bald!?"

Old Dragon Ao retorted indignantly. "Baldness offends how? Plenty of striking bald figures exist!"

Yasenia had jested lightly, unprepared for his fervor, bursting into laughter. "True enough. How long will it last?"

"Hm... At most three months," Ao estimated thoughtfully, turning earnest. "Yasenia, a favor please."

Yasenia assented, so Old Dragon Ao continued. "Crafting the next [Starheart Molting Pearl] demands a base. Leave your moltings behind."

Our dragoness mulled it over. Her shed parts were supreme treasures. Andrea would rejoice receiving them. Thus, "May I keep one horn, two fangs, two claws, some scales?"

Old Dragon Ao laughed. "Certainly. Truthfully, half your scales suffice. More accelerates and empowers the new [Starheart Molting Pearl]."

Yasenia's power leaped immensely, scaling with her growth! No greed this round. "Fine, I'll yield 90% scales, claim the rest."

A huge concession! Against others, she'd cap at half scales.

Old Dragon Ao chuckled. "I'll claim some claws, one horn, few teeth. Less than your offer."

As an ancient dragon, knew pressure limits? Yasenia's line was clear; he'd capitalize.

Yasenia scowled, eyes then gleaming fiercely.

Over three months, amid Yasenia's shedding scales and bits, they haggled every piece.

Ultimately, Yasenia claimed one horn, half claws, 5% scales, four keenest fangs. Mutual grins masked urges to thrash each other.

"Done here, lass. Next, pester those elders at the three sites. Take this for proof."

The old dragon pried a scale with his claw, passing it over. The sizable scale joined her parts in Yasenia’s World Storage. Wings unfurled, she beat them through water, rocketing upward as azure lightning.

Watching Yasenia ascend, the old dragon smiled gently. ’Good fortune, Yasenia. May you fulfill and exceed your boundless potential.’