The Jackpot Keeps Growing

[Wang Mingbai's words brought tears to the eyes of the few remaining survivors.]

[You all have suffered a lot these past few years.]

[Just as the hope of returning home has arrived, we can't all go back together. Half of our people have fallen in the Three-Headed Realm.]

["Brother Wang, you are already worthy of her."]

[Wang Mingbai smiled bitterly.]

["I sacrificed myself not entirely for her...

Through our adventures in this realm over the years, we both know that the Dragonkin will soon attack the Human Realm.

I have a feeling, Chen Yi, that you are exceptionally gifted when it comes to dealing with these alien races.

You cannot be trapped in a foreign realm!

The attack on Chaofeng Island back then was aimed at you. They couldn't kill you, so they exiled you to a foreign realm.

They won't let you stay in the Human Realm because you are a massive threat to them!

Therefore, you must go back. I will help you return even if it costs my life!"]

[Wang Mingbai gripped your sleeve tightly, using his last ounce of strength to say these words.]

[Perhaps it was a flash of insight right before death that allowed Wang Mingbai to inadvertently stumble upon the truth.]

[You accepted Wang Mingbai's storage ring and agreed to his request.]

["I will definitely deliver this ring to the Wang family for you, Brother Wang. Do you have any other regrets?"]

[Wang Mingbai looked incredibly old at this moment. He glanced at Wu Yue and covered his face with his hand, as if afraid she would see his current aged appearance.]

["May there be a next life..."]

[Wang Mingbai passed away.]

[You buried him in the Cauldron Realm.]

"It's a bit of a pity that Boss Wang died. He was a man of true friendship and loyalty..."

Fortunately, Chen Yi knew that this was just a simulation.

The Wang Mingbai in reality was still a young master in the Wang family right now, living a very comfortable life.

"Simulations are great. Every bad ending can eventually lead to a happy ending."

[There were also ten fellow candidates whose remains could not be brought out, so you could only set up cenotaphs for them.]

[Ten small graves were added within the Cauldron Realm.]

[The ten of you survivors stood before the graves, raising your cups to comfort their souls in heaven.]

[Splash...]

[As the wine was poured onto the ground, your brows remained furrowed with worry.]

[Because you still hadn't returned to the Human Realm.]

["I've really had enough of that old madman, the Universe Mirror!"]

[You stepped outside the Cauldron Realm and saw a familiar landscape.]

[A dim and lightless sky, a desolate and lonely earth, a faint mist, and the stench of decay.]

[Congratulations, you are back in the Demon Realm!]

[When Long Yang and the others came out and found that there was no worldly essence here either, they were completely dumbfounded.]

["What's going on? We can't cultivate here either? Could it be that in the entire Void Realm, only our Human Realm allows cultivation?"]

[You told them that wasn't the case.]

[It was just that the Universe Mirror, that psycho, had gotten the direction wrong.]

[In fact, you had mentioned from the very beginning that the Universe Mirror was highly unreliable.]

[Even if it successfully sent you across worlds, it wouldn't necessarily drop you in the Human Realm.]

[Sure enough, it sent you to the wrong place.]

[You looked at the Universe Mirror, which was smoking inside the Star Source. You wanted to scold it, but decided against it. Old Kun didn't have it easy either.]

["Eh?"]

[Suddenly, an idea struck you.]

["We can go back!"]

[Wu Yue and the others all looked over.]

["How so?"]

["There is a senior expert in the Demon Realm who can send us back!"]

[You needed to go to the ancient ruins of the Demon City to find the Demon Race's Dao Protector—the imprisoned Qilin Soul!]

[Year thirty-seven, fifty-six years old.]

[Extracting traits...]

[Extraction successful!]

[Qilin Arm (Purple Epic): From now on, your right arm is invulnerable to weapons, water, and fire. Its defense and resistance are greatly increased, and the destructive power of all attacks dealt by your right arm is multiplied by ten.

However, whenever you use this arm to attack, you must endure the burning pain of Qilin blood. The greater the attack power, the more intense the pain.

Once your cultivation realm reaches the Core Transformation Realm, the side effects of this trait will significantly diminish until they completely disappear.]

[Adjust traits?]

[Yes / No]

"The prize pool is still stacking, huh."

Chen Yi did some calculating. The traits he currently had that could stack physical strength, power, and basic attack damage included:

Badminton Master, Serious Punch, The Hulk, Heartsteel, Qilin Arm, as well as the doubled physical strength effect from the Demon Race's talent Natural Breathing, which was copied by the Myriad Races' Calamity.

If he was fighting alien races, there was also The Alien Races' Strictest Father, which provided another one-hundred-fold increase in physical strength.

In fact, the ten-fold rage value from Irritable Constitution enhanced the effects of The Hulk, which could also be considered a form of stacking.

That was why, in the simulation just now, Chen Yi was able to fight Jin Feijin across two major realms despite only being in the Spirit Condensation Realm.

He was simply too tanky!

And his punches hurt.

Although martial arts had both mechanics and numerical stats, using them consumed energy.

Smashing people with his fists didn't require so much thought. As long as his stamina didn't run out, he could keep smashing forever.

So here came the problem.

If his stamina really wasn't enough, he just needed to pull in a few teammates.

Because the Leadership Aura could grant Chen Yi infinite stamina during team combat!

Chen Yi indeed couldn't defeat Jin Feijin, but it wasn't easy for Jin Feijin to kill him either.

If he couldn't kill him, he would be entangled, making it look as if they were evenly matched.

"Right now, we need to go save the Demon Race's Dao Protector. There's a Huo Feihuo over there..."

Chen Yi decided to test it out on this Huo Feihuo, to see just how terrifying the power would be when so many premium multipliers were stacked together.

[You replaced Aura of Myriad Races with Qilin Arm.]

[You replaced Trait Slingshot with Badminton Master.]

Now, all the traits that could amplify physical strength or enhance arm power and basic attack damage were equipped.

"If I also manage to fully stack Heartsteel during combat, that would truly be... an instant explosion!!"

Additionally, in the trait description for Qilin Arm, Chen Yi saw that familiar realm name again—the Core Transformation Realm!

"This must be a designation from the Real World, because in the Void Realm, one can only cultivate up to the Martial God Realm."

The previous Mortal Bone mentioned that comprehension of divine abilities in realms beyond Core Transformation is increased tenfold, which meant there were still realms above Core Transformation.

"Old Shen was right. Only by going to the Real World can one see the broader path of the Immortal Dao."

[Looking at the newly equipped traits, you knew what had to be done.]

[While crossing the continent, you caught a group of Water Fiends that the Dragonkin had left behind in the Demon Realm's ocean, and locked them inside the Cauldron Realm.]

["Brother Chen, why did you catch these monsters?"]

[Long Yang and the others looked at these massive creatures that took up a lot of space, completely puzzled.]

[After all, the Cauldron Realm was a very small world, and stuffing these things inside made it quite crowded.]

[You gave a mysterious smile.]

["I have a great use for them."]

[Water Fiends actually didn't take up much space.]

[After you geniuses defeated the Water Fiends, you simply needed to quickly separate and store the Water Spirit Pearls and the water.]

[Without water, these Water Spirit Pearls were just commanders without an army, unable to construct bodies for combat.]

[Year thirty-eight, fifty-seven years old.]

[Extracting traits...]

[Extraction successful!]

["Esports Needs No Romance" (White/Common): You cannot muster any interest in women, especially when you are doing the things you love.]

[Adjust this trait?]

[Yes / No]

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