Su Yu shook his head, the corners of his lips curling into a faint smile.
Being able to achieve his current Blood-Drop Rebirth was already equivalent to gaining an extra life.
His ability to preserve his life had skyrocketed.
Moreover, throughout that long process of deduction that had consumed ten trillion years of cultivation, it was not only his qi and blood that had undergone a transformation.
His spiritual power had transformed as well!
Sitting motionless for ten trillion years.
Enduring loneliness and pain beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
That in itself had been the ultimate tempering of his mental will.
Su Yu slowly closed his eyes.
Buzz!
An invisible wave burst outward from him, spreading in all directions!
There was not the slightest trace of qi and blood mixed into it.
It was pure spiritual power!
The sheer scale and density of this spiritual power had completely surpassed the realm of the Martial Emperor.
It had reached an entirely new level that even Su Yu himself could not accurately define.
If he had to describe it somehow…
That would be—divinity.
Su Yu had a powerful intuition.
If he encountered that previously arrogant Abyssal Demon Saint again now, he would not need to draw his weapon.
He would not need to use any qi and blood.
All it would take was a glance.
A thought formed purely from spiritual power.
That alone would instantly destroy the opponent’s mental defenses and completely erase his soul!
Kill him with a single glance!
That was the confidence he now possessed.
“Phew—”
Su Yu exhaled a long breath of stale air.
Then he slowly rose to his feet.
The gray mist within the deduction space seemed to churn violently from this simple movement alone.
Whoosh!
The scene before his eyes shattered in an instant.
That familiar sensation of weightlessness washed over him.
The next second, Su Yu’s consciousness returned to the training room in the Newborn Apartments.
The clock on the wall had advanced by only one second.
But to Su Yu, it felt as though he had crossed several eras.
He lowered his head and glanced at his hands.
His skin was crystal-clear and translucent, faintly glowing with a layer of jade-like radiance.
It was the sign that his physical body had been nourished by Source Blood and had reached a certain ultimate state.
It looked delicate.
In reality, it was indestructible.
Even a Nation-Guardian-grade battle armor was far inferior to the thickness of his current skin.
“Let’s see how much money I have left.”
With a thought, Su Yu summoned the system panel.
[Current available balance: four trillion Dragon Coins.]
Earlier, he had plundered twelve trillion from the dark web. Adding the original two trillion-plus, he had possessed a total of more than fourteen trillion Dragon Coins.
Just now, he had poured ten trillion into deducing the fourth compression.
Now, only four trillion remained.
“Money really doesn’t last.”
Su Yu could not help grumbling.
Several trillion in cash would have been enough to purchase a moderately sized country in the outside world.
But in the system, it was barely enough to make a sound.
Still, it had been worth every penny.
The increase in his combat power was genuine.
Su Yu set aside his distracting thoughts, and his gaze sharpened once more.
Four trillion.
He could still continue growing stronger!
As for his qi and blood, he had only just condensed Source Blood. Pouring four trillion into it would not bring about much improvement.
That left him with only one direction for further spending.
Martial will!
High above the Abyss-Suppressing Great Wall, the reason his spear strike had been able to cleave through the palm of the Black Heaven Demon Emperor from afar was not merely the explosive force of his qi and blood.
It had also relied on his Annihilation Spear Intent, which had already touched the threshold of “Qi Resonance”!
Martial will was humanity’s ultimate trump card for defeating stronger opponents across realms.
From Subtlety, to Formlessness, Manifestation, Illumination, and finally Soul-Forge, every time one crossed into a new realm, the increase in combat power was exponential.
His spear intent was currently stuck at the peak of the Soul-Forge realm.
He was only one step away from the legendary realm of “Qi Resonance.”
“System.”
Su Yu’s gaze was resolute.
“Recharge one trillion Dragon Coins!”
“Deduce martial will—spear intent!”
[Ding.]
[Recharge successful.]
[One trillion Dragon Coins deducted.]
[One trillion years of cultivation acquired.]
[Deduction space activated.]
Boom!
That familiar sensation of weightlessness struck once again.
Su Yu’s consciousness was pulled into the deduction space for the second time.
This time, he did not sit cross-legged.
Instead, he stood directly in the void.
His right hand closed around empty air.
A dark-red spear formed entirely from spiritual power appeared in his palm.
There were no unnecessary movements.
No flashy techniques.
Su Yu simply closed his eyes and repeated the most basic thrust over and over.
Thrust.
Withdraw.
Thrust again.
Boring.
Tedious.
Ten thousand years.
One hundred thousand years.
Ten million years.
One hundred million years.
…
In this void without any concept of time, Su Yu seemed to become a tireless machine.
He forgot time. He forgot space. He even forgot who he was.
Only one thought remained in his mind.
The spear.
What, precisely, was the ultimate expression of the spear?
Manifestation gave will tangible offensive power.
Soul-Forge endowed that offensive power with a soul, granting it an indestructible attribute.
Such as his own “Annihilation.”
Then what about Qi Resonance?
Su Yu continued wielding the long spear.
Every thrust carried earth-shattering power.
But it was still not enough.
“Qi Resonance…”
“Qi is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is the laws of the universe.”
“Resonance is vibration. It is responding in harmony.”
“The Qi Resonance realm is not merely about destruction.”
“It is…”
“Making the laws of this world resonate with my will!”
“My will is the will of heaven and earth!”
“Wherever my spear points, there lies the judgment of the laws!”
Rumble—!!!
After spending a full trillion years on this monotonous deduction, it was as though a thunderbolt exploded in Su Yu’s mind!
He abruptly opened his eyes.
At that moment, the dark-red spear in his hand underwent a heaven-shaking transformation.
The gray-black dragon phantom that had originally coiled around the shaft completely merged into the spear itself.
The entire spear became plain and unremarkable.
Not the slightest trace of pressure leaked from it.
But…
The instant Su Yu gently swung the spear—
Buzz—!
The entire deduction space let out a mournful cry, as though it could no longer bear the strain!
Space trembled.
The laws quaked.
Su Yu had not used even the slightest bit of qi and blood.
He had merely released his spear intent.
Yet the surrounding gray mist retreated wildly as though it had encountered its natural enemy, forming a zone of absolute vacuum.
Qi Resonance!
Peak Qi Resonance!
Su Yu lowered his head and looked at the spear in his hand. A terrifying gleam flashed through his deep eyes.
He had succeeded.
He had broken through the barrier of Soul-Forge.
He had directly deduced his spear intent to the peak of Qi Resonance!
Martial will at this level was no longer a mere offensive technique.
It was more like a force of rules capable of making words reality.
As long as his spear intent locked onto a target, the laws of heaven and earth around him would automatically reject and tear that target apart!
Even if the opponent were a Demon Emperor, before spear intent at the peak of Qi Resonance, they would instantly lose control over the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and become nothing more than a living target forced to withstand the attack with their physical body.
Moreover, the penetrating power of the Qi Resonance realm was more than ten times stronger than that of peak Soul-Forge!
If his previous strike had merely managed to cut through the palm of the Black Heaven Demon Emperor…
Then now—
If Su Yu thrust his spear again,
he was absolutely certain
that he could ignore any Abyssal barrier
and pierce straight through the Demon Emperor’s skull!
“This is the true trump card.”
The corners of Su Yu’s lips lifted slightly.
Source Blood formed from ten trillion years of qi and blood, combined with spear intent at the peak of Qi Resonance.
The Su Yu of today had been completely reborn.
Even without wearing a battle armor.
Even without using the amplification of the Great Desolate Starfall Dharma Form.
He could walk all over the Abyssal Demon Emperor!
Whoosh!
His consciousness returned.
Su Yu stood inside the training room.
He slowly clenched his fists.
As he felt the terrifying power within him—power capable of destroying heaven and earth—his mind remained surprisingly calm.
There was no wild joy.
No swelling pride.
Only a detached serenity that came from seeing through everything.
At his level of strength, the rules and opinions of the mortal world had already lost all meaning.
What he had to do now was continue climbing toward the peak of martial arts.
Until he completely annihilated the lofty Abyss.
“Let’s check the balance.”
[Current available balance: 3 trillion Dragon Coins.]
There were still 3 trillion Dragon Coins left.
Su Yu did not continue spending them.
His vitality and martial will had already undergone a qualitative transformation. He needed time to settle into and adapt to them.
He would keep the 3 trillion as reserve funds, in case of emergencies.
For example, if he encountered an unexpected situation in battle and needed to temporarily deduce some special martial art or formation.
With provisions in hand, there was no need to panic.
Su Yu walked over to the window.
With one pull, he opened the curtains.
The eastern sky had already begun to brighten with the first hint of dawn.
Daybreak had arrived.
Less than three hours remained before Huo Zhenshan’s fighter jet came to pick him up and take him to receive the money-printing factory deep within the Hundred-Thousand Mountains on the southwestern border.
“A money-printing factory…”
Su Yu gazed at the morning light outside the window. A hint of anticipation flashed through his deep eyes.
It was a cash machine that would continuously generate wealth.
And there was also an Abyssal rift where he could farm monsters and obtain magic cores.
It was practically a treasure land tailor-made for him.
With his current strength, perhaps he could venture deeper into the Abyss and test the abilities of its demonic creatures.
Su Yu pondered this for a moment.
Then he turned around.
He walked into the bathroom.
There, he washed away the fatigue and dust covering his body.
He prepared to welcome a new day.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
