Chapter 284: Chapter Seven: The Ultimate Reward of the Infinite Space

Inside the Star Tower.

Luo Feng sat cross-legged, his third eye—the Eye of Birth and Death—open, observing the countless treasures before him: feathers, blood, bones, scales, membranes, leaves, branches, sap, roots, mist, strange liquids, peculiar substances…

A random collection, all harvested from low-level Hunyuan lifeforms.

“Approximately five thousand units of low-level Hunyuan lifeform materials from the Divine Emperor Early Stage, averaging three hundred Hunyuan crystals per unit. I’ve collected at least ninety percent of all low-level Hunyuan lifeform materials related to Life and Destruction within this tier of the Nine Rivers Sacred Realm,” Luo Feng thought.

Whatever was available in Lancheng, I bought it all!

Of course, I only bought ordinary parts of low-level Hunyuan lifeforms—anything slightly more significant was far too expensive.

“Though a single feather from a low-level Hunyuan lifeform contains relatively few mystery patterns, purchasing ten or more parts—blood, bones, membranes, and so on—should collectively contain eight or nine tenths of the bloodline’s full mystery patterns,” Luo Feng thought.

This was his impoverished purchasing method.

If one were exceptionally wealthy, one could directly purchase a fully refined complete Hunyuan bloodline, or even a Life Core—both containing all the mystery patterns of a single low-level Hunyuan lifeform.

“Low-level Hunyuan lifeform materials from the Divine Emperor Mid-Stage: only two hundred units, averaging three thousand five hundred Hunyuan crystals per unit.”

“Low-level Hunyuan lifeform materials from the Divine Emperor Late Stage: only ten units, averaging forty thousand Hunyuan crystals per unit.”

“For the Divine Emperor Perfect Stage low-level Hunyuan lifeforms, I bought only one vial of ordinary blood—for three hundred ninety thousand Hunyuan crystals.”

Luo Feng felt helpless: the stronger the low-level Hunyuan lifeform, the more advanced its bloodline evolution—especially those at the Divine Emperor Perfect Stage, which had been pushed to their absolute limit, needing only one final awakening to potentially become high-level Hunyuan lifeforms.

Each Divine Emperor Perfect Stage Hunyuan lifeform was extremely difficult to kill.

Only three Hall Masters in all of Lancheng might be capable of defeating one in single combat—and even they dared not act lightly, for these low-level Hunyuan lifeforms were no fools; they lived in tribes, were cunning by nature, and might instead set ambushes.

Low-level Hunyuan lifeforms were far inferior to cultivators in insight, but their wisdom was no weaker than the average on the Origin Continent.

To kill them?

Only the weakest—those at the Divine Emperor Early Stage—were worth targeting, since they were marginal members of their tribes. But Divine Emperor Perfect Stage ones were high-ranking elders or even leaders within their tribes, and often cooperated with one another.

This was why cultivators had to remain within city walls.

In a full-scale battle, cultivators simply couldn’t match low-level Hunyuan lifeforms.

“If I relied solely on my own hunting, gathering this many materials would be as impossible as climbing to heaven,” Luo Feng thought, his Eye of Birth and Death observing the countless materials before him. “Yet here in the Nine Rivers Sacred Realm, they’re easily traded.”

In Lancheng of the Nine Rivers Sacred Realm, one could also purchase vast quantities of cultivation aids, various weapons and mystic treasures, even countless lineages.

But Luo Feng primarily used his funds to buy materials this time.

“Lineages? As Elder Yuan said, self-discovery is best,” Luo Feng firmly believed in Elder Yuan.

Perfect and Top-Tier lineages forbade the transmission of content beyond the Divine King level—due to past brutal lessons that convinced Yuan and others that overly powerful lineages had too great an impact, only destroying cultivators’ chances of escaping the path.

Upper and Middle-Tier lineages had weaker effects.

But they still had an effect.

“Take all things as teachers, forge your own path,” Luo Feng thought, his Eye of Birth and Death observing—even seemingly ordinary golden blood contained over ten times more mystery patterns than when he’d first seen them in Lancheng.

In Lancheng, his imitation Eye of Birth and Death was still only a Divine Emperor-tier observation technique, capable of perceiving only superficial mystery patterns.

The same vial of blood, observed with the true Eye of Birth and Death on the Origin Continent, revealed far deeper truths.

“The observational power of a high-level Hunyuan lifeform can nearly fully penetrate low-level Hunyuan lifeform materials,” Luo Feng mused inwardly. “Exchanging for the Eye of Birth and Death was truly worth it.”

“These five thousand units of low-level Hunyuan lifeform materials are the foundation of my cultivation path.”

Luo Feng understood: studying every single one of these materials with the Eye of Birth and Death would grant him immense benefits.

…

On the upper floor of the Lord’s Mansion in Huyang City.

“Mo Luo Sa.”

A call rang out.

Upon hearing it, Mo Luo Sa paused slightly, then instantly shot to the rooftop, where he saw his master, Luo Feng, drinking alone.

“Master,” Mo Luo Sa exclaimed excitedly, “you’ve emerged from seclusion?”

In Lancheng, whether in seclusion or hunting, Luo Feng was almost always in seclusion on the Origin Continent—only emerging occasionally when idle.

“Here, some gifts,” Luo Feng waved his hand.

A complete set of weapon mystic treasures flew out.

Mo Luo Sa stared in delight as the weapons hovered before him; he easily assimilated and familiarized himself with them—armor fused into his body, helmet fused into his skull, gloves sharpened his claws significantly.

A formation diagram floated nearby.

“Eight mystic treasures—all as a full set? And all supreme-level treasures aligned with the Path of Destruction?” Mo Luo Sa was ecstatic.

On the Origin Continent, supreme-level mystic treasures beyond Divine King were exceedingly rare—and even rarer were those suited to one’s own path. The set Luo Feng had taken from Emperor Yuan had ultimately been sold—because it didn’t match his path.

“Master, these are perfect for me—they let me glimpse the path beyond Divine King,” Mo Luo Sa adored the treasures.

“Do you have a chance to break through?” Luo Feng asked, surprised.

“No hope,” Mo Luo Sa sighed, shaking his head. “Seeing the path beyond Divine King only makes me realize how impossibly difficult it is—I have zero chance.”

Mo Luo Sa grinned: “But with these weapons, my strength will surge dramatically. On the Origin Continent, aside from you and a few other Divine Emperors, I can overpower everyone else.”

Even the rulers of the Ten Thousand Worlds had inferior weapon sets compared to Mo Luo Sa’s full arsenal.

Luo Feng nodded with a smile: “Go on, go.”

He often secluded himself on the Origin Continent; Mo Luo Sa was his strongest subordinate. Whether for the Silver River Divine Nation or the Dao River Sect, many matters required Mo Luo Sa to represent him.

With this full set of mystic treasures, he could better intimidate the Divine Lords and Sovereigns. And on another level, Mo Luo Sa had earned it—this was a reward for his service.

“A full set of Divine Emperor Early Stage mystic treasures is still cheap,” Luo Feng thought.

These weapons were all Divine Emperor Early Stage—meant for use below Divine Emperor level in Lancheng. Only the armor and formation diagram cost slightly more; the entire set totaled only thirty-five thousand Hunyuan crystals.

This time, Luo Feng spent one hundred thousand Hunyuan crystals buying mystic treasures and auxiliary treasures for Mo Luo Sa, Dao River Sect disciples, and his close friends.

They were weak—buying the cheapest items in Lancheng was sufficient.

Not a single item was wasted.

In Lancheng, the treasures and elixirs painstakingly crafted by Divine King Ultimate cultivators sold for pitiful prices—barely covering labor costs.

“It’s not that I’m stingy,” Luo Feng smiled. “If I bought you better weapons, you couldn’t even use them properly.” As for other treasures, no rush—he’d only give them when there was a proper reason.

The two ancient nations’ founders both required rewards to be earned through merit.

As for gifts for his master, Emperor Chu—ordinary treasures were already possessed by him as Emperor of the Flame Wind Ancient Nation. Too precious? Luo Feng was still relatively poor—he decided to hunt a few more times, grow richer, then prepare better gifts for his master.

He believed his master could wait a couple thousand eons.

“My Eye of Birth and Death has reached Ultimate—I should claim my reward points now,” Luo Feng thought.

…

In the Infinite Space, on Huxindao.

Luo Feng stood by the lake’s edge and began practicing the Way of Birth and Death.

Once fully comprehended, the complete Way of Birth and Death allowed him to perform its techniques effortlessly and naturally.

“World in the Palm.”

A vast, illusory hand appeared—larger than the entire Huxindao—with a world born at its center. Luo Feng now stood within that world.

Like a god of creation within the world, he casually unleashed Ultimate-tier mystery arts, combining them into forbidden techniques.

Suddenly, Luo Feng sensed a message arriving through the mark on his palm.

“The Infinite Space has finally confirmed my breakthrough,” Luo Feng smiled, then checked the message—

“Trialist: Luo Feng of the Origin Continent.”

“You have forged a complete, entirely new Dao! This Dao, built upon the fusion of Life and Destruction, far surpasses ordinary Daos in foundation. New Dao evaluation: Perfect! Reward Points: 200,000! You have received all reward points for forging a Dao.”

“Before escaping the cage, if your spiritual will escapes first, you will receive the highest reward for spiritual will. Since the Infinite Space’s founding, fewer than a hundred have achieved the highest reward for both forging a Dao and spiritual will. Over seventy percent of them have already escaped the cage.”

“Reminder: Killing any spiritual being is forbidden. Violators will be permanently expelled from the Infinite Space.”

“Total reward points: 254,093.03.”

Luo Feng felt excitement surge.

Two hundred thousand reward points?

That instantly made him vastly wealthier—remember, the Eye of Birth and Death, which had greatly aided his path, cost only 120,000 reward points. He could now exchange for two similar treasures.

Clearly, Elder Yuan and others rewarded those with greater talent more generously.

“Fewer than a hundred have achieved the highest reward for both forging a Dao and spiritual will? Over seventy percent escaped the cage?” Luo Feng thought.

The remaining two-tenths or so.

Either dead, or still cultivating.

The escape rate was indeed very high.

“I’m at the Divine Emperor level, yet my spiritual will must escape the cage?” Luo Feng knew that Divine Emperor Late Stage and Semi-Hunyuan cultivators had already reached Divine Emperor Perfect Stage in spiritual will—nearly all of them in the Dark Sacred Realm did.

But for spiritual will to escape the cage? That was legend.

“Let’s see how hard it is for spiritual will to escape the cage,” Luo Feng wasn’t in a hurry—his spiritual will hadn’t even touched the limit of the Divine Emperor level yet.

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(End of Chapter)