Chapter 1221: Human-shaped Nuclear Bomb

Xiao Feng ran, jumped, and flew on the red earth, practicing punches and kicks, practicing power exertion, maneuvering and turning, adapting to his formidable strength.

The land lay in ruins, rocks shattered by him, the surface trampled, even mountain peaks smashed into rubble by his punches and collapsed.

Though he was clearly in the real world, he felt as if he were still in a game, except now he was not a mage but a martial monk!

Unbeknownst to him, several hours passed.

Xiao Feng returned to Chen Jie's side and said, "I feel my self-control has improved a bit; maybe we should head back, I'm worried my family will worry if I stay out too long."

Chen Jie casually sucked up a stone and handed it to him, saying, "Crush it into fine sand with a diameter of 1 millimeter, not too fine nor too coarse—can you do that?"

Xiao Feng exerted force with his five fingers and tried to pinch it.

As a result, the stone's internal structure made it prone to uneven force; this pinch shattered it directly, leaving large pieces the size of pigeon eggs, while most turned into powder.

Chen Jie shook his head and said, "Your control is such that an inadvertent hug could kill, a deep breath could shatter walls—letting you go back would be harming you."

Xiao Feng also realized his self-control was still insufficient, but…

He said, "If I don't return soon they'll worry, and if I stay away from the game too long I'll fall behind; the year-end season settlement is coming up, I'm afraid…"

Before he could finish, Chen Jie interrupted, saying, "You know my identity, don't you? Why are you saying such foolish things?"

"Ah?"

Xiao Feng froze.

"Her identity?"

"Supreme Universe State monarch… Lord of Time?"

"You mean… controlling time?" Xiao Feng exclaimed in astonishment.

Chen Jie gave a slight nod: "Go ahead and practice without restraint; even if you stay here for ten thousand years, to the outside world it's no more than a snap of the fingers."

"Holy shit, awesome!"

Xiao Feng instantly rejoiced.

She is the Lord of Time, master of time's rules, her actual ability far surpasses the game's ninth-rank talent!

To her, time is a toy—she can make it fast or slow, go back to the past, or see the future!

What is strength?

This is strength!

The title of the universe's strongest is certainly not just hot air!

Xiao Feng was in high spirits, no longer worried that staying offline too long would miss major game events; he let loose and trained boldly.

While practicing control of his own power, he also asked, "Senior Chen Jie, can I additionally train here for a few hundred or even a few thousand years, then return home after breaking through to become a Controller?"

"Oh? You still have that idea?" Chen Jie narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched his fist.

Seeing her look like she wanted to hit him, Xiao Feng grinned and said, "That's exactly what I'm thinking. If a beating from you can make my wish come true, then go ahead and beat me!"

Chen Jie's pretty face darkened.

She has beaten so many people; every one who got hit never wants to experience it again.

Who would have thought this time she'd encounter such an oddball, willingly taking a beating just to gain some temporal benefits!

This guy completely baffled her; she snapped, "Beating you is light—there's no free lunch. If you want to take 1,000 years of my time, you'll have to serve me as a slave for ten thousand years!"

"Ten thousand years as a slave? Uh… what would this slave have to do?" Xiao Feng asked, feeling a bit tempted.

After all, hearing "Controller" feels awesome; Azure Heaven Lord is so arrogant, isn't it just because the real world has a Controller?

If he, Xiao Feng, were also a Controller, what would he fear? He'd show up for a duel without hesitation!

Compared to that, being a ten‑thousand‑year slave doesn't seem so bad to consider!

Chen Jie rolled his eyes inwardly, exasperated by his shamelessness, and snapped, "It's simple: lock you in a pitch‑black, sound‑less room, jab each nerve ending with a fine needle ten thousand times a day, nonstop for ten thousand years."

Xiao Feng couldn't help but shiver.

This little trick is pretty brutal!

"Then forget it—I thought it'd be an ordinary slave, but it's pure torture." He sensibly gave up on that deal.

"Cut the chatter, practice! The Lord of Time's time is still time—don't dawdle too long!" Chen Jie scolded.

"Yes, Ancestor!" Xiao Feng shouted obediently, his tone as meek as possible.

This time Li Ti transformation reaching peak Supermundane was already a great windfall; he didn't dare be too greedy.

The red world is vast, devoid of any other life, allowing free movement to familiarize himself with this powerful body.

Perhaps with his current strength he still falls far short of Controllers and the elders.

But at least in this tiny world of Blue Star, he can be called invincible!

With repeated practice, Xiao Feng gradually became familiar with his power.

He discovered that a full‑force punch could topple a mountain peak and shake dozens of stories of a skyscraper—no problem.

This is without mastering power techniques; if he learned advanced skills like in the game and refined his exertion, the full burst of his bodily strength and genetic energy could likely destroy an entire city!

At that point, he would be a human‑shaped nuclear bomb!

This is merely the peak of Supermundane, not the limit!

Limit Supermundane is another realm, stronger than peak Supermundane, with a physical constitution at most 2‑10 times stronger than his current state!

Beings of that level cannot be killed by nuclear bombs; they are truly divine!

And Controllers are yet another tier above that!

One can imagine how terrifying the Controller realm is!

In the real universe, they are virtually indistinguishable from true gods, almost omnipotent!

One day, two days, three days…

Xiao Feng could feel the passage of time.

But the time he felt was only what he himself had experienced, not the outside world's time.

Looking up at the sky, the starry sky had never changed, the thin cloud layer also did not move; it was completely still.

That girl, who seemed not particularly special and could even be said to be somewhat delicate, held one of the strongest rules in the universe.

Time here lost its luster, ceased to extend, as if frozen.

Xiao Feng stayed on this barren planet for a full year and seven months.

Over that year and seven months, he constantly honed himself, applying his power from the crudest walking and running to fine breathing and blinking.

He trained his power, which could easily demolish buildings and cause great destruction, to the point where he could fully control it.

Only when his jumps would not damage dust and sand, a light touch would not deform cotton, he could pick up and put down gently, and when bursting with power would not affect anything around him, was he considered qualified.

He even trained his self-control while asleep.

To ensure he would not break the bed and floorboards when sleeping, nor crush nearby objects with his over-ten-ton body, he applied the anti-gravity gene to the utmost, making it an ability controllable by subconscious, only then was he satisfied.

When he finally qualified, Chen Jie said to him: "Alright, I'll send you back; I should also leave."

Over that year and more, she hardly moved at all.

When Xiao Feng had a problem, she would look at the situation and help answer.

Sometimes they would ask her to lend a hand to test the strength, and she would not refuse.

As time went on, the two became quite familiar with each other.

Although she usually did not like to engage with people, Xiao Feng felt that this human ancestor should not be too aloof; at least he should consider her a fairly pleasant acquaintance.

As for whether they were friends, he was not quite sure.

After all, his strength was so weak that compared to that old ancestor, it was simply not comparable.