Chapter 1752: 1752 Chapter 1752: There Is Plenty of Myriad-Colored Water When it came to serious matters, even the Killing Saint became serious. Lin Moyu said, "He has lived from ancient times to the present, so he must have surpassed the other shore. Even if he is severely injured and his strength is only one-tenth, we still need to be careful." The Heavenly Saint said, "We should prepare the myriad-colored water. As long as we resolve the battle quickly, there shouldn’t be any problems." The Hao Saint pondered, "If we could wait a few more years until the Talisman Saint’s realm stabilizes and he can create ancient talismans, it would be more secure." The Killing Saint shook his head slightly, "We can’t wait. This time, he has already recovered a bit of his strength by absorbing the blood of the gods." "If we wait a few more years and his strength recovers a bit more, it will be difficult for us to deal with him." "The guys from the Black Blood Great Realm have many secret techniques. Even if we can’t defeat him, if he wants to escape, it will be hard for us to handle him." "Here, I can still restrain him. If he leaves the dark void, I’m afraid I won’t be able to suppress him." "If he goes crazy and breaks into the human territory to devour human blood, it will be a big problem." The Killing Saint analyzed the situation thoroughly. The Hao Saint sighed, "Alright then, I have 30 drops of myriad-colored water here. We each get 10 drops. I hope it’s enough." The Hao Saint took out three bottles, each containing ten drops of myriad-colored water. However, he seemed a bit pained as he did so. Lin Moyu had never seen the Hao Saint with such an expression before. The Saint had all kinds of treasures, yet he was pained by the myriad-colored water. Every time the black tide appeared, the human race could obtain at least 20 drops of myriad-colored water. Over the years, they should have accumulated quite a bit. It seemed that the myriad-colored water was constantly being consumed, otherwise, the Hao Saint wouldn’t have shown such an expression. Lin Moyu interjected, "Three Saints, I actually have some myriad-colored water." The three of them looked at Lin Moyu simultaneously, their eyes widening. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎 Their expressions were all exaggerated, especially the Killing Saint. The Killing Saint, with his exaggerated expression, muttered, "You really got this stuff? I thought you just got a bit of myriad-colored water when you went in." The Hao Saint’s gaze was complicated, "How did you do it? That water dragon is not easy to deal with." Lin Moyu held the ancient well of ancestral water with one hand, "It was alright, I took it down." The Heavenly Saint looked at Lin Moyu with admiration, "What we couldn’t do when we were young, you managed to do. Impressive, really impressive." Lin Moyu pushed the ancient well of ancestral water towards them, "With this, we won’t have to worry about running out of myriad-colored water. It can condense one drop of myriad-colored water every ten days." One drop every ten days means more than 30 drops a year. Previously, they had to wait for the black tide, and the income of myriad-colored water was very unstable. Now it had become a stable income. Over time, the difference would be significant. The three Saints looked at each other, but none of them took the ancient well of ancestral water. The Hao Saint said, "This well is yours, we can’t take it. Just give us some of the myriad-colored water." Lin Moyu could see that the Saints really needed the myriad-colored water. But they still didn’t want to take his ancient well of ancestral water. This kind of integrity was worthy of their status as Saints. Although it was Lin Moyu’s first time meeting the Killing Saint and the Heavenly Saint, he felt a sense of familiarity. Especially the way they looked at him, like elders looking at a younger generation, reminded him of Bai Yiyuan and others. Back then, Bai Yiyuan and others also treated him with sincerity. When people treat you sincerely, you should also repay them with sincerity. Lin Moyu took out a second ancient well of ancestral water, "Please take this, I have another one." The three of them widened their eyes again, and the Killing Saint’s voice trembled, "What kind of monster are you, why do you have another one?" Lin Moyu said, "I could have taken a few more, but I didn’t have enough time. If I hadn’t left then, I might not have been able to leave." The Killing Saint said, "I was there, how could you not leave?" The Hao Saint and the Heavenly Saint looked at him like he was an idiot. You were there, but you didn’t say anything, how would others know? If you had said something earlier, Lin Moyu might have been able to take a few more wells. Then, the human race would have an endless supply of myriad-colored water. Their eyes seemed to say, "It’s all your fault, why didn’t you speak up earlier?" The Killing Saint looked aggrieved and regretful, "If I had known, I would have spoken up earlier." The Hao Saint didn’t hesitate, "Since that’s the case, we won’t be polite." He reached out and took the ancient well of ancestral water. Lin Moyu also removed his soul imprint, and the Hao Saint imprinted it with his own soul. During this process, the Hao Saint’s body trembled slightly, and his eyes closed tightly. An invisible pressure of the Saint spread through the starry sky. It lasted for a full minute before dissipating. The Hao Saint successfully dealt with the myriad-colored water dragon. This ancient well of ancestral water now belonged to the Hao Saint and the human race. Lin Moyu was puzzled, "Saint, the myriad-colored water dragon is not easy to deal with, but it doesn’t pose a threat to Saints. Why didn’t you go for the well?" The Killing Saint answered quickly, "We wanted to, but beings at the other shore realm can’t enter the deep space unless they control the space rules." "The deep space can’t support the power of Saints. If we force our way in, it will cause a space collapse." "At that time, even we would be trapped in chaos, with uncertain life and death." The Heavenly Saint added, "The gods are the limit for entering the deep space, and they also need to master the space laws or use tools that utilize the space laws." "But gods find it difficult to deal with the myriad-colored water dragon. We tried when we were young, but we all failed." "The best attempt only got us a few dozen drops of myriad-colored water." Lin Moyu recalled his battle with the myriad-colored water dragon and found it to be true. With his soul at the other shore realm and the Soul Shooting Bow, it was still difficult to fight the myriad-colored water dragon. Ordinary gods would be lucky to survive. If it weren’t for the Scourge Scepter, he would have been in big trouble. So obtaining the ancient well of ancestral water was indeed extremely difficult. Over countless years, no one from any race had obtained the ancient well of ancestral water. Lin Moyu thought to himself that the next time the black tide appeared, he could enter the deep space again and take a few more ancient wells of ancestral water. Such good things could never be too many. The Hao Saint took out several jade bottles and operated the ancient well of ancestral water to extract the myriad-colored water. This time, he was not stingy at all, giving 100 drops in each bottle, truly a generous amount. One ancient well contained ten thousand drops of myriad-colored water, enough to last a long time, and it could replenish one drop every ten days. With enough myriad-colored water, the Killing Saint was full of momentum, "Let’s go, let’s fight!" The Hao Saint looked at Lin Moyu, "Do you want to come? It might be a bit dangerous when we fight." Lin Moyu thought for a moment, "I also want to see the battle between Saints." The Heavenly Saint chuckled, "No problem, I’ll protect you." The Killing Saint laughed loudly, "Then what are we waiting for, let’s go!" He waved his hand, releasing a mass of dark energy that enveloped the four of them, and they instantly disappeared into the darkness.