Chapter 224: Fishing for the Coordinates of Myriad Realms

As the two streaks of spiritual light flashed and vanished.

Xu Xing placed the book he held, *Miscellaneous Notes on Realm Exploration*, forward as if setting it on a shelf.

Ripples, visible to the naked eye, rippled through the void; the dark brown notebook vanished within them, and when Xu Xing withdrew his hand, the notebook was gone.

After returning the *Miscellaneous Notes on Realm Exploration*, Xu Xing gazed at the constantly turning rune matrix and stood still for a while.

Ding dong!

A message notification sounded.

Xu Xing took out his phone and opened it.

It was a message from Ning Ruo.

Ruo: "Received."

Fugitive Hehuan Hehuan Laozu: "Useful?"

Ruo: "Useful."

With just those few simple words, Xu Xing said no more.

Generally speaking, Qing Xu had no internet.

But that was only the usual case…

Xu Xing did not put away his phone; he waited a moment.

Sure enough, another message popped up soon after.

Guardian Sword Ancestor: "I received it."

Guardian Sword Ancestor: "The conception is indeed ingenious; it will be useful for Elder Spirit."

Guardian Sword Ancestor: "But younger brother, you've probably already sent it to her."

emm…

Fugitive Hehuan Hehuan Laozu: "Sister, I'm preparing to begin the first attempt."

Guardian Sword Ancestor: "Mm, I understand. I'll have Yue Ling replace Yue Ying."

Yue Ying was Xu Xing's sentient sword.

Now, exploring other realms is a major matter; though no accident is certain, it's better not to be distracted unnecessarily.

So the Sword Sect's battle network must be returned once more to Yue Ling.

Fugitive Hehuan Hehuan Laozu: "It's a burden on her."

Guardian Sword Ancestor: "Younger brother, don't worry—this way, she won't spend every day doing nothing but playing games."

Who has a sentient sword that plays games every day?

Not to mention, even the traitor's sword is more diligent than she is!

Guardian Sword Ancestor: "Be careful in all things."

Guardian Sword Ancestor: "/All goes well."

Hm?

This new emoji pack was precisely the photo taken earlier by Bie Xuening.

On the head of Chi Jiu Yu, glowing brightly, were several large, constantly color-shifting characters—"All goes well."

It looked highly abstract.

Xu Xing smiled, saved it, then put away his phone.

Then he opened his hand, and a long sword, entirely crimson, appeared in his grasp.

The sword became a streak of red light, touched the ground, and transformed into a tall, graceful figure.

"Master." Yue Ying bowed respectfully.

Her voice was clear, yet exceptionally calm.

Though dressed entirely in bright red, she radiated a cold detachment, an aura that kept all at a distance.

"Mm." Xu Xing nodded slightly.

For this external realm exploration, he planned multiple concurrent efforts.

But not too many—three would suffice.

Two Reversal Void-level worlds would be reached by the sword-intention spiritual bodies carrying the Ascension Platforms, discreetly.

As for the world even Yuan found dangerous…

He intended to send a sliver of his divine awareness, accompanied by a 【Yue Ying】 sword-intention, to observe its realm's nature before deciding.

During the journey, he could afford to be ostentatious—to lure out suitable "fish."

As for his true body, he would remain in the Return Home Lab, continuing to explore suitable new worlds.

Thoughts flashed like lightning; Xu Xing raised his hand and swept it.

"Let's begin."

Seven exquisite Ascension Platforms rose, their power warping the surrounding void slightly—yet soon they were swallowed by spiritual light and vanished.

Then, Xu Xing and Yue Ying simultaneously sent forth a beam of light, interwoven, piercing through the realm and departing.

"Thus, let us see what follows."

Xu Xing walked to the chair and sat down again.

Yue Ying did not revert to her sword form; instead, she stepped behind Xu Xing and extended her hands to gently massage his shoulders.

Her cold, sharp brows softened considerably.

…………

In the boundless chaos beyond the realms, eternal silence was its base hue.

Occasional worlds, arising and perishing, floated like splashes of color upon it.

Time surges endlessly, space endures without bounds…

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At every moment, every instant, every fleeting second, countless tiny worlds are born, perish, and return to the void.

Among countless worlds, those capable of condensing the essence of a world are exceedingly rare.

And those capable of solidifying and transcending that essence, crossing the baseline, are rarer still.

The birth, decay, and return to the void of worlds resemble an endless, unceasing drama.

Suddenly!

Two beams of light pierced the eternal silence, descending effortlessly, not stirring even a ripple in the boundless chaotic sea, finally sinking into two powerful worlds adrift within the chaos.

Though unusual, they left little trace within this boundless, endless chaotic sea.

Hum~

From immeasurably high above, a blazing red radiance fell, illuminating all without gap, like a meteor streaking across the boundless chaotic sea toward the distance.

The red radiance was too brilliant, too magnificent.

Two or three consciousnesses, emerging from different worlds, gazed afar at the retreating red radiance, revealing emotions of shock and uncertainty.

"The Highest Height?"

"What is it?"

"Impossible to perceive."

These consciousnesses seemed to know one another, and began communicating across the vast chaotic sea.

"The ladder to ascend is hard to forge," one consciousness sighed.

"Hard to forge, yet we must forge it!" another declared resolutely, "I have personally witnessed the Highest Height; now I am trapped on the shallow shore, unable to advance a single step for millions of years—I cannot accept it!"

The other consciousnesses fell silent.

Rising against the current—how difficult it is.

But… as it said, hard to forge, yet we must forge it!

"My master, you granted me opportunity, yet why did you abandon me?" a third consciousness suddenly lamented.

Its cry was mournful, moving listeners to sorrow, causing hearers to weep.

"Hmph!"

The resolute consciousness snorted coldly, clearly disdainful of the other's baseless claim of kinship.

It immediately dissolved, retreating into one of the powerful great worlds within this realm.

…

…

"Interesting—it's a world once seized by that comrade and elder from the starry sky."

A streak of red radiance crossed the boundless chaotic sea, shining endlessly, drawing countless covetous, curious, even hostile gazes.

Some worlds in the chaotic sea have crossed the baseline, yet remain feeble; their inhabitants need only reach a certain realm to transcend their world.

Moreover, the lower the world's 'force,' the lower the realm required to transcend.

If a world's 'force' is low but its essence strong, it will sink toward lower 'force.'

Conversely, if a world's essence is strong but its 'force' weak, it will rise toward higher 'force.'

Beings of low 'force' can scarcely touch those of higher 'force.'

Yet beings of higher 'force,' if possessing the ability to transcend, can easily reach lower 'force.'

The red radiance streaking across the boundless chaotic sea, though blazing everywhere, remained at an extremely high 'force.'

Thus, no matter how covetous the beings who witnessed this were, they could only see as frogs at the bottom of a well—perceiving only what they saw, never the full picture, let alone touching or seizing it.

And… those consciousnesses that reached beyond their worlds did not realize what their actions implied.

In truth, the instant they gazed upon the red radiance, their world's coordinates were captured by Xu Xing within the laboratory, stored for future use. (End of Chapter)