Chapter 54

After Lu Mingfei fell into a deep sleep, nothing much changed on Water Mirror Peak.

Those who needed to cultivate continued cultivating, those who wanted to spectate kept spectating, those who wanted to drink tea kept drinking tea.

Several people placed Lu Mingfei beneath a tree, draped him in a blanket, and he slept soundly.

Su Lin cooked two small dishes and set them on the stone table; the sky gradually darkened—it was time for dinner.

Originally, it was just meant to be a group lunch, but they got too carried away playing with the Great Expansion Pearl, and now it was already night.

Now it’s ruined—though I couldn’t use it normally, it was still something I spent 5,000 system points to acquire, and now it’s shattered like the Four Souls Jade.

Can the Four Souls Jade reassemble itself? Can the Great Expansion Pearl do the same?

“Sorry, sorry,” Lu Mingfei apologized while piling food into his bowl: “I needed a medium, and your pearl has temporal-spatial interference properties with excellent mass, so I used it.”

“By the way, do you have any alcohol?”

“Have a sip?” Su Lin placed several bottles of beer on the table.

Han Li couldn’t stand the taste of this “horse urine,” waved it off, and pulled out his own medicinal liquor; the others each took a bottle.

“At least bring the real thing—why bring a projection?” Lu Mingfei complained.

Kelaien stared curiously at the beer in his hand—the cold sensation from his palm told him this was a projection? If he remembered correctly, once he reached Sequence 3, he’d gain a similar ability.

“Enough, you,” Su Lin grumbled. “Just tasting it is good enough!”

Plop—

The cap flew off; Lu Mingfei picked up the bottle and took a long swig.

“Haah, how many years since I last had this?” Lu Mingfei set down the bottle, sighing: “The last time I drank beer was last time.”

“You’re really here, aren’t you?” Xiao Yan said, exasperated.

“Hahaha, because I can’t remember how long ago it was,” Lu Mingfei laughed heartily: “Maybe 790,000 years ago?”

“This kind of ancient beverage has been out of stock in the Milky Way for a long time.”

“Damn,” Su Lin blurted out.

“About that pearl…” Lu Mingfei rubbed his messy hair, glancing at his own sleeping form nearby: “Let him pay for it later.”

“I’m broke right now—no money, no life to give.”

“You’ve got so many cultivation techniques, resources, and treasures,” Su Lin said, intrigued; according to Lu Mingfei, all those strange parallel worlds they’d seen were arranged by him alone.

Tap-tap-tap—

Lu Mingfei tapped his own head.

“Empty.”

“I gave it all to him.”

Su Lin glanced at Lu Mingfei, whose drool dripped from his lips, and suddenly felt like he’d eaten several lemons: “So when he wakes up, he’ll just fly straight up and shoulder-to-shoulder with the sun, wielding the Chaotic Invincible Hand?”

“No!” The white shirt, messy-haired Lu Mingfei quickly waved his hands: “I wouldn’t dare call myself the Chaotic Invincible Hand—not with you beside me.”

Su Lin looked at Ye Fan, calm and detached, and realized—this one was truly invincible.

In the blink of an eye, everyone had taken flight.

One moment, the Dao Palace Sacred Body was desperately seeking the Four Extremes Path.

The next, the Transcendent Beyond Sacrifice had returned to their past self.

Su Lin pulled out the system contract and cautiously addressed the ancient Lu Mingfei:

“What if you get him to sign this? Then the Great Expansion Pearl is forgiven.”

Ye Fan glanced at the contract, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

The thing on this Su Lin’s person… it was walking this very path.

Lu Mingfei took the contract, scanned it quickly, and nodded: “I’ll accept on his behalf. When he wakes up, you find a way to make him sign. If he refuses, use some force—I know my own nature; I get itchy if I don’t get punished.”

“Can I even beat him…?” Su Lin muttered awkwardly: “Have you seen One Punch Man? Won’t he just break his own limits the moment he wakes up?”

“Hahaha, burp—!” Lu Mingfei belched, glancing sideways at his other self with a hint of envy: “Everything I have isn’t that easy to absorb. Without him cultivating, and without external interference… let me think…”

“Hmm, it’ll take about fifteen hundred years to fully assimilate all of me.”

“In cultivation terms, naturally refining the Dao Fruit requires fifteen hundred years.”

Han Li and Su Lin fell silent. Fifteen hundred years… how long would it take traditional cultivators like them to reach that level?

Lu Mingfei explained to everyone, then raised his bottle toward Ye Fan, seated calmly by the lakeside: “Brother Ye, I toast you—thank you for giving me this chance!”

Glug-glug-glug

“You can still back out if you regret it,” Ye Fan said, watching Lu Mingfei gulp down the beer: “You’ve come this far in cultivation—it’s not easy.”

Clang.

Lu Mingfei set down the bottle; it clinked sharply against the stone table.

“Heh, that wasn’t cultivation,” Lu Mingfei gave a self-deprecating grin: “My brother gave me all his powers—I’ve lived on thanks to the dragon blood’s near-immortality.”

“As he said, I seized the power and authority of the world,” Lu Mingfei’s eyes flickered with memory—how long ago was that? But he remembered it clearly: “Everyone was gone… I lived alone in mansions and villas, with champagne and sports cars, every top figure in the world bowing to me, heh!”

“Utterly boring.”

“Every weekend I threw champagne pool parties like Caesar, beautiful girls in bikinis surrounding me, fawning, desperate to seduce me.”

Su Lin’s eyes widened.

Kelaien wondered how much money that must have cost.

“But it got meaningless. After a few months, I got tired and went back home, becoming a shut-in. Thankfully, my uncle, aunt, and that chubby cousin who shared my brother’s name were still alive.”

“But they were just ordinary people…”

They were too weak to withstand the high-concentration dragon blood enhancement. Two hundred years later, I was alone again.

The first separation hurt—I reset time again.

The second time, the third time…

Until my uncle noticed something was off.

Later, human entertainment simply couldn’t keep up with my consumption—I even went into hiding, becoming a pro esports player for a while. Any game, I could top the rankings effortlessly.

“You’ve seen Sword Art Online, right? They developed similar tech—I dropped everything and happily played for about three hundred years,” Lu Mingfei described the era’s technology: just put on a helmet, lie down, and enter a whole new world.

Even the finest delicacy grows tiresome after too much.

After enjoying everything the world had to offer, Lu Mingfei one night saw humanity’s Mars colonization plan and decided to find new amusement.

“Learning, learning makes me happy.”

Through endless years, having infinite life, he grew tired of mere material pleasures and began seeking spiritual fulfillment.

Learning, accumulating, analyzing, evolving.

Human knowledge, half-dragon knowledge, dragon knowledge—he was already at the pinnacle of the world; everything he desired lay before him.

Time was the one thing he had in abundance.

And so… a figure stepped forward from ahead of the age.