First, I Shall Impart a Method to You as Your Teacher

A fist-sized chunk of Wutu Essence weighed tens of thousands of pounds, and the energy contained within was something even Foundation Establishment cultivators could hardly endure, let alone digest. To put it bluntly, anyone who dared get close would be melted by the Wutu’s power!

But Chen Hao was an anomaly...

Not only did he touch it—he even gobbled it down, crunching and chewing the Wutu Essence like a snack, digesting it the moment it entered his stomach!

This was beyond absurd!

Even if this Wutu Essence had been refined by Chen Yi, its power subdued and gentle, smooth on the tongue and sliding effortlessly down the throat... it still shouldn’t have been something Chen Hao’s untrained, mortal flesh could withstand!

It was like a True Dragon’s egg—capable of hatching a world-destroying dragon, but before hatching, the egg itself was fragile. Smashing it against a rock would only leave the rock splattered with egg yolk...

Of course, that was the normal outcome. Clearly, Chen Hao was anything but normal!

In the same scenario where an egg strikes a rock, a normal egg would shatter. But Chen Hao’s egg... well, it would break too—except it would also splatter all over the rock, assimilate it, and turn it into nourishment to absorb!

After all, Chen Hao wasn’t normal. His genes had collapsed and restructured, his body now teeming with endlessly proliferating cancer cells. Before, the lack of sufficient energy had slowed their growth, but now, with an ample supply... losing a few useless cells meant nothing. His body went into overdrive!

"One gulp of Wutu, and Chen Hao was no longer human!"

And that was no exaggeration. After digesting this Wutu Essence, Chen Hao instantly transformed from an ordinary man with slightly above-average strength into a freak capable of punching a Foundation Establishment cultivator to death—invincible below the Golden Core realm, and able to trade blows with those above it!

This was what it meant to be an anomaly—a virus thriving within the bounds of orthodoxy.

Logically, a "virus" like Chen Hao shouldn’t exist in this world. The orthodox Dao would constantly purge such aberrations.

But unfortunately, Chen Hao was born on the Feixing Continent—and the Feixing World itself was also an anomaly, a virus disguised as a normal world, hiding flawlessly within the orthodox Dao’s domain.

And with Chen Yi—a fully matured, ultimate anomaly—shielding him, it was all but certain that the Feixing Continent would soon become a paradise for freaks!

"Burp—"

"Master, I’m full!"

After swallowing the last piece of Wutu Essence, Chen Hao finally let out a satisfied belch.

"Really full?" Chen Yi shot him a sidelong glance, his expression odd.

"Uh..." Chen Hao patted his flat stomach, thought for a moment, then admitted sheepishly, "Well, not exactly full... but at least I won’t be hungry for the next two and a half hours..."

"Good. Starving for too long shouldn’t be followed by gluttony. Fine grains are good, but you still need some roughage—don’t rush things." Chen Yi lectured sagely before waving his hand and teleporting Chen Hao into the sacred secret realm of the former Shengxu Sect.

This place was once a paradise of singing birds and fragrant flowers, thick with spiritual energy—a land where the Shengxu Sect cultivated precious herbs and spiritual plants.

But after the entire sect ascended, fearing a lack of resources in the Ziwei Immortal Realm, they dug three feet into the earth, taking everything they could—herbs, spiritual plants, even the ley lines—leaving behind only the land once nourished by spiritual energy.

And this land was now the perfect "roughage" for Chen Hao’s current needs.

Wutu Essence was too refined, the finest of fine grains—good for temporarily filling his stomach, but not sustainable. Eating it nonstop would not only bloat him but also damage his freakish nature, reducing him to mediocrity.

So, moderation was key. No rushing growth!

"Gulp—"

"Master, this... this place..."

The moment Chen Hao stepped into the secret realm and caught the unique fragrance of the spiritual soil, he couldn’t stop drooling.

"Pathetic." Chen Yi scoffed. "Control yourself. Mindless gorging is inefficient. First, I’ll teach you a technique—the Ecological Vesicle. This method allows the body to act as a seed, opening up profound cellular worlds, each vesicle a universe unto itself. Will you learn it?"

Chen Hao froze, his brain briefly short-circuiting as he processed the sheer scale of the information. Finally, he asked cautiously, "Master... will this technique cure my hunger?"

Chen Yi replied flatly, "Not only will it not, but as your body opens billions of these seed-worlds, you’ll grow even hungrier."

At this, Chen Hao’s grimy little face scrunched up in dismay. "Master, can I... not learn it, then? Being hungry is just too awful..."

Chen Yi smirked. "Then eat when you’re hungry. Enough nonsense—you’ve got a lot more to learn, so buckle up and study properly!"

No sooner had he spoken than Chen Yi raised a finger, channeling the Ecological Vesicle system—derived from the Feixing Heavenly Dao—directly into Chen Hao’s mind!

Naturally, the sheer volume of information was too much for Chen Hao’s tiny brain. He passed out instantly.

But unconsciousness changed nothing. Chen Yi had plenty of methods—and strength—to spare.

If the body couldn’t endure, the soul would. Even if Chen Hao slept like the dead, he’d still learn. In fact, the speed of the soul’s perception was so fast it could nearly freeze time, achieving the effect of "a dream spanning millennia"—saving a great deal of time in the process!

Suffice to say, Chen Yi might not have been the most nurturing master... but he was certainly the most efficient teacher.

And Chen Hao, having willingly fallen into his hands?

Well... he was in for a world of suffering.

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