Chapter 3: Genetic Spiritual Root

Ding Huan had already pushed his Star Five to maximum speed, but the bright spot on the Star Five's screen kept growing larger—that was the warship hunting him down.

A sense of despair welled up deep within Ding Huan. He stroked the dashboard of the Star Five; at this moment, he could even smell the burnt odor of components rubbing together due to the excessive speed.

Having wandered the universe for nearly two hundred years, only sitting in the cockpit of the Star Five could bring his heart peace.

In normal times, he would have felt heartache for days if the Star Five even suffered a scratch.

Now, he had to desperately ravage the Star Five, and even then, he couldn't escape the people hunting him from behind.

He knew clearly that the Star Five, which had accompanied him for nearly a hundred years, was about to be annihilated along with him.

He grabbed the leather scroll lying on the control console once more. The scroll was covered in dense characters; this was Cang-Yu script.

He had obtained this scroll several years ago. Over these years, he had etched every character on it into his brain, but unfortunately, he had never understood what these characters were about.

For the sake of this scroll, he had even specifically learned the universal cosmic language, Cang-Yu script. Although he recognized these characters, they still looked like a complete mystery to him.

It was just like learning English as a child; he recognized every letter, but when combined, he mostly had no idea what it meant.

Ding Huan always felt this scroll was extraordinary, yet after studying it for so many years, he had gained nothing.

Feeling the starship chasing him from behind, Ding Huan felt anger to the extreme.

The Du family—he had fought for the Du family for so many years, almost selling his life to them, but they probably didn't care that he had once risked his life for them when they decided to kill him.

The Du family was hunting down a nobody like him, who had risked his life for them, all for the sake of this tiny scroll in front of him.

Ding Huan knew very well that even if he gave this scroll to the Du family, they wouldn't be able to figure out what it was. Knowing the Du family would gain nothing from it, Ding Huan was still unwilling to give the scroll to the ruthless and inhumane Du family.

It was a pity he was about to fall; otherwise, even if he couldn't destroy the Du family, he would have tried every possible way to tear a huge chunk of flesh off them.

"Sigh..." Ding Huan let out a long, stifled breath, but it was useless. Without strength, even anger seemed so ridiculous.

The light in Ding Huan's eyes gradually faded. Was he, Ding Huan, born with a fate to be bullied and suffer?

Back on Earth, he had been bullied, his father went missing, his inheritance was snatched away, his legs were broken, and his eyes were gouged out.

After leaving Earth and coming to another life-bearing planet, he was still being bullied...

Was he the only Earthling who had left Earth and was still alive?

Did it matter? The ending hadn't changed at all.

The alarm of the Star Five jolted Ding Huan awake. On the Star Five's monitoring screen, an earthy-yellow planet appeared.

This was the Star Five reminding him that a landmass had been discovered ahead and it needed to stop for maintenance.

Ding Huan's gaze fell on the pursuit light, which now had a slight outline, and he murmured,

"Let this be the place where we rest. After all these years, we are both tired..."

He was fortunate to encounter this earthy-yellow planet at the end of his journey. From the day he was forced to leave Earth, he had longed to return one day.

Nearly two hundred years had passed, and he hadn't been able to return to Earth. Heaven had finally granted him a sliver of mercy in his final moments, allowing him to be buried in the earth rather than be annihilated in the vast void.

He came from a traditional Earth family; even in death, he didn't want his soul to drift in the void, without a place of peace.

Rolling the scroll in his hand into a ball, he stuffed it into his mouth. Ding Huan calmly opened the Star Five's self-destruct program and reached out to activate it on the palm-print scanner.

A real man dies when he dies. He had lived nearly two hundred years longer since leaving Earth; what hadn't he seen?

Now that he was dying here with his Star Five, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Almost at the moment Ding Huan calmly faced death, the scroll in his mouth seemed to melt like a ball of flame, and a stream of heat instantly rushed into his brain.

Ding Huan's whole body stiffened as if struck by an electric current. Endless information flooded into his mind.

Like someone constantly stuffing various things into the depths of his brain.

So this scroll wasn't meant to be read.

"...The humans of our planet are about to be destroyed, and the vast civilization and Immortal Dao heritage we built over countless years will also completely dissipate.

But I know this is merely one of the countless cycles of our planet, until one day our planet also disappears in the vast universe...

Many years later, life will appear on our planet again, then humans will slowly emerge, and they will gradually derive a new civilization.

However, it will be absolutely impossible for them to break the shackles of the human body and become immortals or gods.

If not for me, the Immortal Dao civilization will disappear from this planet forever.

Because after the first nirvana of this planet, there will absolutely be no spiritual roots, so there will be no such thing as Immortal cultivation on this planet.

When humans emerge on this planet again, in the progress of their civilization, they will at most be able to develop gene modification.

Yes, that's it—genes. I have already calculated the role of this word in the advancement of future civilization.

It might take them a longer time, even tens of thousands of years, to reach our current level of civilization, and that doesn't even include the Immortal Dao civilization.

I don't believe there is another genius like me who can understand the relationship between genes and the Dao.

They will at most be able to fuse the human body with certain genes, making humans go from insignificant to slightly less weak.

No matter what, they will not change the weak essence of humanity.

Because they will at most superficially believe that gene fusion can enhance physique, enhance abilities, and even enhance lifespan.

They cannot know that genetic foundation establishment is the first step for humanity to step out of this planet.

And besides me, no one can understand the essence of genetic foundation establishment.

Before this planet's cycle, I took these five scrolls away from this planet, hoping that one day someone could bring them back.

After all, this is where I was born; I don't want this planet to truly be destroyed one day.

I hope even more that the person who obtains the scrolls can meet me one day. I also want to know which can go further: genetic foundation establishment or other forms of foundation establishment.

After humans completely lose their spiritual roots, if they want to go further, they can only practice genetic cultivation. I believe the foundation of genetic cultivation is genetic foundation establishment.

A genetic cultivator without genetic foundation establishment is like water without a source, a tree without roots.

Just as a Dao cultivator must have spiritual roots to establish a foundation, I believe that to have genetic foundation establishment, one must have genetic spiritual roots.

The first step of genetic cultivation is to find one's own genetic spiritual root. Only with a genetic spiritual root can one step onto the true path of the genetic Dao...

The vast universe deprived us of our spiritual roots, but it did not cut off our path to strength; everything can still rely on oneself..."

Genetic spiritual root?

Genetic foundation establishment?

Ding Huan's hands were trembling. He had heard of genetic foundation establishment; there were people on the Changyi Continent who had become top-tier experts through it.

He finally understood why so few people on the Changyi Continent could achieve genetic foundation establishment.

Everyone on the Changyi Continent knew that to take a step further in genetic evolution, one must undergo genetic foundation establishment.

Knowing it was one thing, but very few could actually achieve it. So, genetic foundation establishment required genetic spiritual roots!

Compared to the Changyi Continent, Earth didn't even know about genetic foundation establishment. After Earth's environment deteriorated and humans entered the genetic era, no one had ever achieved genetic foundation establishment.

Everyone only knew to constantly fuse various genes, believing the more genes fused, the stronger they were.

Earth's deepest understanding of genetic evolution was that after gene fusion, the higher the genetic purity, the greater the potential, making it easier to advance whether practicing martial arts or genetic cultivation.

Some on the Changyi Continent could achieve genetic foundation establishment because even without fusing genetic spiritual roots, a few possessed genetic spiritual roots or true cultivation spiritual roots.

But on Earth, unless one generated their own genetic spiritual root through external gene fusion, no one could possess one.

"The genes for a wood-type genetic spiritual root need to be extracted and fused from the Guangming Suo, Davidia involucrata, Yuan pine, Ba-pomelo, and Fu-kui.

However, these are not the most important; they can even be replaced.

What is truly important is the Blood of Reincarnation. I think this point alone will cut off everyone's hope of obtaining a genetic spiritual root..."

He seemed to have only heard of Davidia involucrata, but the habits and characteristics of the other species were so clear in his mind...

Aren't these just Cyathea, Davidia involucrata, Pinus armandii, Banana, and Pinus tabuliformis green fruit?

Blood of Reincarnation? He had absolutely no idea what that was.

Ding Huan was completely immersed in the information he had obtained until a massive roar interrupted his thoughts, and then a flash of white light filled his vision.

This was the Star Five crashing into the earthy-yellow planet, and at the same time, the Star Five's self-destruct program detonated.

He had just figured out the secret of genetic cultivation, or rather, the secret of genetic evolution, only to perish on a strange planet in the universe.

Ding Huan closed his eyes, his heart without sorrow or joy. On this broken planet, he would sleep forever with his Star Five.

At the moment his consciousness sank into permanent darkness, a slightly hoarse voice echoed in his mind:

"After I die, please give my eyes to him. He is still so young; let him carry my eyes to see the beauty of the world..."

The massive explosion and soaring flames caused a fire-red spaceship to stop, hovering in the outer space of the exploding earthy-yellow planet.

A woman with a seductive figure stood at the bow of the ship, looking through the transparent shield at the white light rising from the explosion on the earthy-yellow planet below, her eyes filled with killing intent.

"This beast, he would rather self-destruct his aircraft than hand the thing over to our Du family. How did the Du family raise such an ungrateful dog?"

A young man walked behind the woman and said hatefully.

The seductive woman frowned slightly, and only after a while did she say,

"Something isn't quite right. I've seen Ding Huan's aircraft before. Even if he activated self-destruct, it couldn't produce such a massive momentum, let alone trigger white flames."

The young man said,

"Many of these abandoned planets in the universe contain flammable materials and various unstable elements. The self-destruction of that guy Ding's aircraft might just be a trigger.

Qi Rao, let's go back. Under this level of explosion and burning, not even dust of that thing will be left."

Qi Rao continued to stare at the white light of the burning explosion on the earthy-yellow planet. After a full few minutes, she sighed,

"It was too cheap for him. Let's go, go back and tell my father."

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