Immediately afterward.
Deep within Su Yu’s heart, the eleven flawless drops of Origin Blood connected end to end—
exploded without warning!
The eleven drops of Origin Blood instantly transformed into a vast scarlet mist.
Instead of flowing along his meridians, they poured directly into every part of Su Yu’s body with an overbearing force that defied the laws of the universe!
Into his muscles!
Into his bones!
Into the depths of every single cell!
This was not an irreversible expenditure. With a thought, he could refine the Origin Blood back out of his body at any time.
But at this moment, the deep fusion between the Origin Blood and his physical body brought about an explosive surge in combat power!
The eleven drops of Origin Blood began to merge!
Boom—!!!
A dull, thunderous hum, seemingly originating from the primordial depths of the universe, erupted inside Su Yu’s body!
A vast, ancient, and terrifying aura—
like a starry-sky behemoth that had slept for billions of years—
slowly awakened within Su Yu’s lean frame!
Gray, hazy streams of energy seeped from Su Yu’s pores and swirled around his body.
The power of chaos was born!
Crack! Crack!
As the gray energy appeared, the miniature starry sky inside the top-secret vault began to tremble violently!
The fragments of black-hole-level techniques floating in midair—
whether it was the Great Sun Burning Heaven Art or the Record of the Extinction Starburst Spear—
all seemed to sense the absolute pressure of a higher existence at that moment.
The light radiating from the jade slips and metal plates instantly dimmed.
One after another, they let out low, mournful cries!
All techniques submitted!
“This…”
The sly smile on Lu Xinghe’s lips froze instantly.
He stared at the gray, hazy streams of energy swirling around Su Yu.
His pupils contracted to the size of needles in an instant!
His eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets!
“Chaos energy?!”
Lu Xinghe’s voice rose eight octaves, even cracking with a sharp edge of disbelief!
As the commander of the Seventh Legion, how could he fail to recognize this power?
It was the sign that one had entered the threshold of the Primordial Chaos Origin Blood Art!
It was the power of chaos born only after the Origin Blood and the physical body had perfectly fused!
“Impossible!!!”
Lu Xinghe suddenly staggered backward, his back slamming heavily into the bronze gate of the vault.
His scalp went numb. His mind felt as though ten thousand starry-sky behemoths were trampling it back and forth!
“One second?!”
“He only looked at it once?!”
“He mastered the basics?!!!”
Lu Xinghe let out an incredulous, despairing roar in his heart.
He had just sworn with absolute confidence that this technique wasn’t meant for humans to cultivate.
He had said that even spending one hundred and fifty thousand years on it wouldn’t be enough to understand the first sentence.
But now!
Su Yu stood right in front of him.
He had closed his eyes, then opened them.
The entire process had taken less than a single breath.
And he had directly cultivated this supreme technique, which was reputed to be a dead end?!
This was simply rubbing Lu Xinghe’s experience into the dirt!
Beside him, Wei Cang’s legs went weak, and he felt as though his heart had stopped beating.
He had lived for more than a hundred thousand years and prided himself on having seen everything.
But today—
Su Yu had shattered his worldview into pieces again and again.
Flawless Origin Blood.
Domain-level spear intent.
And now, he had instantly learned this monstrous technique that even black-hole-level powerhouses regarded as taboo!
“Monster…”
Wei Cang muttered, his voice trembling.
“Commander, what kind of living ancestor have you brought back…”
In front of the display platform, Su Yu slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.
With a thought, the chaotic energy swirling around him instantly withdrew into his body.
The violent aura vanished without a trace.
He was still that seemingly ordinary eighteen-year-old boy in casual clothes.
But only Su Yu himself knew what kind of terrifying power capable of destroying the heavens and earth was concealed beneath this lean frame.
Su Yu turned around.
His calm gaze settled on Lu Xinghe, who was leaning against the bronze gate with an expression that suggested his entire understanding of life had collapsed.
The faintest curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
He extended his right hand, palm facing upward.
“Commander.”
Su Yu’s voice was soft, yet it echoed clearly through the silent vault.
“You lost.”
He had remembered the terms they had agreed upon earlier.
“One hundred low-grade astral origin stones.”
“And that Meteorite-grade starry-sky shuttle.”
Lu Xinghe stood frozen in place.
He stared at Su Yu’s outstretched hand, the corners of his mouth twitching violently.
His expression was a spectacular mix of shock, astonishment, delight, and an unmistakable trace of pain.
One hundred low-grade astral origin stones!
That was the private stash he, the commander of a legion, had spent more than a century saving!
Astral origin stones were the hardest currency in the starry sky, as well as a high-level cultivation resource containing pure cosmic origin energy.
The value of a single low-grade astral origin stone was enough to buy a small resource vein!
Not to mention that Meteorite-grade starry-sky shuttle.
It was a strategic vessel used for spatial jumps between the stars. Even having money didn’t necessarily mean one could buy it!
What on earth had possessed him just now? Why had he insisted on making such a solemn oath?
“You…”
Lu Xinghe pointed at Su Yu, his finger trembling.
“You brat…”
“How did you manage that?!”
Lu Xinghe took several deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the turmoil raging in his heart.
“That was the Primordial Chaos Origin Blood Art!”
“You understood it? You really understood it?!”
Su Yu nodded.
“I understood the first three chapters.”
“It isn’t complicated. As long as the Origin Blood is free of impurities, you just fuse it slowly.”
It wasn’t complicated?
Those four words stabbed into the hearts of Lu Xinghe and Wei Cang like sharp blades.
If the predecessors who had gone berserk after one hundred and fifty thousand years of cultivation could know this from beyond the grave, they would probably be so furious that they’d leap out of their coffins.
And yet—
“Good…”
“Very good!”
Lu Xinghe suddenly burst into loud laughter.
He laughed with such unrestrained delight that tears nearly streamed from his eyes.
Losing the wager certainly hurt.
But compared with recruiting an unparalleled prodigy like Su Yu, whose abilities could not be judged by common sense, that little wager meant nothing!
As long as Su Yu could grow up, Lu Xinghe would gladly spend a thousand or even ten thousand astral origin stones, let alone one hundred!
“A wager is a wager!”
Lu Xinghe swept out his hand.
A ring radiating ancient spatial fluctuations transformed directly into a streak of light and fell into Su Yu’s hand.
“There are one hundred low-grade astral origin stones inside.”
“And the control core for that starry-sky shuttle.”
“It all belongs to you!”
Su Yu accepted the ring.
His spiritual power swept through it casually.
Inside the vast space of the ring, one hundred crystalline, diamond-shaped stones were stacked in neat rows, radiating a rich aura of cosmic origin energy.
Beside the pile of stones, a streamlined, shuttle-shaped aircraft with a dark silver body floated silently.
Good stuff.
Su Yu silently communicated with the system.
“System, assess the recycling value of these astral origin stones.”
Ding.
“One low-grade astral origin stone can be recycled for: 1 Meteor.”
“One hundred stones can be exchanged for: 100 Meteors.”
Hearing the system’s response, Su Yu’s breathing paused slightly.
One hundred Meteors!
Back then, Su Yu had worked himself to the bone and emptied the entire foundation of the Abyss and Blue Star, yet he had only managed to scrape together a little over three hundred meteors.
Now, the bet casually offered by Lu Xinghe was actually worth a hundred meteors!
The wealth and resources of the central starry sky truly were on a completely different level from those of the wasteland.
If he converted all of it, it would be enough to keep him in the deduction space for a hundred times ten quadrillion years!
But Su Yu did not cash it in immediately.
He knew that while traveling through the starry sky, he had to keep some hard currency on hand for emergencies.
Su Yu put the ring away.
Then he raised his head and looked at Lu Xinghe with burning intensity.
“Commander.”
“I’ve obtained the cultivation technique.”
“Now, how do I take on missions?”
“Where can I kill enemies? Where can I earn Starry Sky Origin Stones?”
His voice was filled with undisguised urgency and longing.
Seeing how full of drive Su Yu was, Lu Xinghe nodded in satisfaction.
It wasn’t that he feared geniuses with extraordinary talent. What he feared was geniuses who lacked ambition.
Someone like Su Yu—with heaven-defying talent and the temperament of a tireless workhorse—was practically the perfect seedling for the legion!
Looking at the battle-hungry young man before him, Lu Xinghe couldn’t help but laugh and scold him.
“You brat, you’ve only just begun mastering a supreme cultivation technique. Shouldn’t your first thought be to spend three to five months in seclusion, consolidating your foundation? Yet your first reaction is to head straight onto the battlefield and earn military merits?”
“What, have you started treating the front lines of our Seventh Legion as your personal backyard for stocking up and gathering resources?”
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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.
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!
