The Seventh Legion, Central Command Room.
The heavy alloy doors slid silently open to either side.
Lu Xinghe led Su Yu into the nerve center that represented the highest authority of the Seventh Legion.
The command room was exceptionally spacious.
A massive holographic star map floated in midair, radiating a faint blue glow.
Standing before the star map was a middle-aged man dressed in a dark-gold military uniform.
Chen Xuan.
Grand Commander of the Seventh Legion of the Great Chu Star Domain.
A supreme Domain Lord–level powerhouse who had condensed one hundred million drops of Origin Blood.
Hearing the approaching footsteps, Chen Xuan slowly turned around.
He did not deliberately release any pressure, but merely standing there seemed to place an unbearable strain on the surrounding space, causing it to warp ever so slightly.
Chen Xuan’s gaze passed over Lu Xinghe and landed directly on Su Yu.
With merely a single glance, a brilliant smile bloomed across Chen Xuan’s stern, imposing face.
His eyes, which had witnessed the vicissitudes of the starry sky, gleamed with undisguised admiration and astonishment.
“Good!”
“What flawless Origin Blood!”
Chen Xuan threw his head back and laughed. His voice echoed through the empty command room, making the surrounding alloy walls hum faintly.
As a Domain Lord–level powerhouse, his perception was extraordinarily keen.
Even though Su Yu had not deliberately allowed his aura to escape, Chen Xuan could still see through the essence of the eleven drops of Origin Blood deep within Su Yu’s body at a glance.
He did faintly sense something unusual, but he paid it no mind.
What truly shocked him was the unparalleled purity of this Origin Blood!
Clean.
Pure.
Without even the slightest trace of impurity!
“When Xinghe reported this to me over the comms, I still found it hard to believe.”
Chen Xuan strode over to Su Yu and looked the thin young man up and down.
“To think that in a place like the Wasteland, where the laws are incomplete, you could condense Origin Blood with one-hundred-percent purity entirely on your own.”
“With talent like that, even throughout the entire history of the Great Chu Star Domain, no one else can compare!”
Chen Xuan patted Su Yu on the shoulder, his expression exceptionally kind and amiable, completely devoid of the bearing one would expect from the commander of an entire legion.
He looked just like an elder who had discovered a priceless piece of unpolished jade.
“You’re Su Yu, right?”
“Now that you’ve come to the Seventh Legion, treat this place as your home.”
Chen Xuan spoke earnestly, a hint of concern in his voice.
“I know you’re talented and ambitious.”
“But the cultivation system of the starry sky is completely different from that of the Wasteland.”
“What you need most right now is to build a solid foundation.”
Chen Xuan turned around and pointed at the stars flickering across the holographic map.
“You only have eleven drops of Origin Blood at present, which is too small a foundation.”
“I suggest that you first go to the treasury and choose the most basic Planetary-level cultivation technique.”
“Don’t think a Planetary-level technique is beneath you.”
“Its strength lies in its balance and stability. It’s easy to learn and will help you adapt to the laws of the starry sky as quickly as possible.”
Chen Xuan turned back to Su Yu, his face full of thoughtful concern.
“Spend a few decades mastering the Planetary-level technique.”
“Lay a solid foundation.”
“Once the amount of Origin Blood in your body has accumulated to a certain level, you can try to study Stellar-level techniques—or even Black Hole-level techniques.”
“In cultivation, you must avoid reaching too high and aiming too far. Haste makes waste.”
Chen Xuan had spoken with complete sincerity.
He was offering Su Yu the most stable and reliable path forward from the perspective of someone who had already walked it himself.
Standing to one side, Lu Xinghe listened to this advice.
The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
He lowered his head slightly, doing his best not to laugh aloud.
Build a solid foundation?
Lay the groundwork?
Spend decades mastering a Planetary-level technique?
Commander, oh Commander.
If you knew what this kid had just done in the treasury, you’d probably bite your own tongue off!
Sure enough.
The moment Chen Xuan finished speaking, the smile in his eyes suddenly froze.
Chen Xuan’s brows drew together sharply.
His eyes, like two blades, instantly pierced toward Su Yu.
The terrifying perception of a Domain Lord–level powerhouse was unleashed without restraint!
Wait!
Something was wrong!
Chen Xuan’s breathing stopped in that instant.
He stared fixedly at the space around Su Yu.
Although Su Yu had concealed his aura to the utmost degree, in the eyes of a Domain Lord–level expert like Chen Xuan, he could still detect a trace of lingering Dao resonance.
It was a wisp of… gray, hazy energy.
Faint and indistinct.
Yet it possessed an overwhelming might that seemed capable of devouring everything while simultaneously giving birth to all things!
“What is this aura?!”
Chen Xuan’s pupils contracted violently.
He could sense that this gray energy contained the dual characteristics of both vitality and the physical body!
The physical body and Origin Blood had actually fused together perfectly?!
Chen Xuan’s mind raced.
Across the starry sky, the cultivation techniques capable of perfectly merging the physical body with Origin Blood could be counted on one hand.
And without exception, all of them were supreme divine arts above the Black Hole level!
In fact, even some Domain Lord–level techniques could not achieve such a result!
“Primal Chaos power?”
Chen Xuan muttered to himself, his voice filled with incredulous shock.
“How is this possible?!”
He abruptly turned his head toward Lu Xinghe.
His gaze was so fierce that it was terrifying.
“Xinghe!”
“What cultivation technique did this kid learn?!”
Chen Xuan’s voice trembled.
“Wasn’t he a complete blank slate?!”
“He’s only eighteen!”
“How could he possess a trait that should only exist in techniques above the Black Hole level?!”
Black Hole-level techniques were profoundly obscure and difficult to comprehend.
Even ancient monsters who had lived for tens of thousands of years required tremendous opportunities and a great deal of time merely to take the first step.
How could an eighteen-year-old boy who had only just emerged from the Wasteland possibly master power of this level?!
Faced with the Grand Commander’s questioning, Lu Xinghe drew a deep breath.
He knew it was time to reveal the truth.
There was something damnably satisfying about watching someone’s entire worldview collapse.
“Commander.”
Lu Xinghe stepped forward, his expression exceptionally solemn, though an unconcealable shock lingered in the depths of his eyes.
“He was in the treasury just now.”
“He chose a cultivation technique.”
“What technique?!” Chen Xuan demanded.
“The Primal Chaos Limitless Origin Blood Scripture.” Lu Xinghe pronounced each word clearly.
Silence.
The command room instantly fell into deathly silence.
Chen Xuan stood frozen in place.
Those eyes that had witnessed the vicissitudes of the starry sky widened in disbelief.
The Primal Chaos Limitless Origin Blood Scripture?!
In an instant, Chen Xuan’s mind conjured the image of the broken black stone tablet in the deepest reaches of the treasury.
That supreme divine art reputed to be a dead end!
“You…”
Chen Xuan swallowed, his voice hoarse and rasping.
“You let him choose that technique?”
“I tried to dissuade him.” Lu Xinghe gave a bitter smile. “But the kid insisted, so I had him attempt to comprehend it right there. I wanted him to realize how difficult it was and give up.”
“And then?!” Chen Xuan suddenly took a step forward. He had already anticipated the answer, yet he still could not bring himself to believe it.
The pressure of a Domain Lord–level powerhouse surged out of control.
Lu Xinghe was shaken until he felt dizzy and disoriented. With great difficulty, he managed to speak.
“Then…”
“He closed his eyes.”
“And opened them again.”
“Less than a second passed from beginning to end.”
“He had already grasped the basics.”
Boom!
Chen Xuan’s brain felt as though it had just been smashed by a million-ton cosmic hammer!
He staggered back three steps.
His back slammed heavily into the control console of the holographic star map.
One second?!
He had mastered it?!
Chen Xuan stared at Su Yu as though he were looking at some indescribable monster from the depths of the universe.
“That technique…”
Chen Xuan’s voice trembled violently.
“The one created by that astonishingly talented predecessor of our Seventh Legion.”
“He sat in meditation for a hundred and fifty thousand years.”
“In the end, he went berserk and his meridians were completely destroyed. That dead-end cultivation technique?!”
“Yes.” Lu Xinghe nodded heavily.
“He mastered it?”
“He did.”
“You’re serious?”
“More serious than pure gold.” Lu Xinghe pointed at the faint streams of chaotic energy swirling around Su Yu. “Didn’t you already see it for yourself just now?”
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!
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...
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.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
