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Chapter 1823

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How is it, still okay? Chen Jie asked with a smile.

She obviously liked it too, taking three big gulps in a short while, her mood much better than when she drank beer late at night last time.

Xiao Feng exclaimed: "I've never drunk such good wine in my life; even the hundred‑flower brew in the game can't compare to it—no wonder it's the Dao Ancestor's fine wine. And I feel… would drinking this often make it easier to enter the Controller realm?"

He only took a small sip, yet this wine is truly miraculous!

Chen Jie shook his head: "What a Controller needs is insight; relying solely on power isn't enough."

Although that's the case, she didn't deny the wine's efficacy; it indeed has a promoting effect—if one's insight is sufficient, a small cup each day makes entering the Controller realm imminent.

At this moment, Xiao Feng felt the wine's potency spreading through his body, seeming to get a bit "high."

"No way, I only took a tiny sip, less than five grams, and it's this strong?" He felt a bit dazed.

Chen Jie gave a faint smile, seized his cup, and directly brought it to his lips, forcing him to drink the remaining half liang of wine, saying: "You think it's too little? Down it in one gulp—let's see how drunk you get."

Xiao Feng wanted to refuse but it was already too late; he downed a small cup of Da Yi's wine in one gulp, his mouth full of fresh fragrance, but his head quickly grew heavy.

"It's over, over—something big will happen today..." he muttered.

"What big thing?" Chen Jie wondered.

Xiao Feng felt dizzy and light‑headed; after she forced a cup on him, the intoxication fully released, as if Tian Kong swayed, the stars spun, and the earth lurched up and down in chaotic motion.

He clung to the last shred of consciousness and replied: "You're getting me drunk—surely you have ill intentions; I'm about to get drunk, I'll miss out on good things, and when I sober up I definitely won't remember what that felt like..."

Boom!

As soon as his words fell, he was struck.

Chen Jie snapped irritably: "Narcissist, ugly but dreaming big—go to sleep!"

"Uh, okay..."

Xiao Feng closed his eyes, feeling dazed and unable to hold on, and promptly passed out.

His body fell sideways under gravity; Chen Jie didn't catch him, letting him roll off the roof and then crash to the ground with a bang.

The whole residential complex... shuddered.

The heavily intoxicated Xiao Fan, his superhuman gene's anti‑gravity effect paralyzed, his self‑control markedly diminished, a human‑shaped depression appeared directly on the ground.

Chen Jie didn't look at him, letting him snore loudly in the pit, while she herself drank wine and enjoyed the breeze on the roof.

After a few minutes, she finished off a bottle of the Dao Ancestor's treasured fine wine.

She casually tossed it; the bronze wine bottle flew far away, landing somewhere unknown, becoming an opportunity on the surface of Blue Star.

She then rose, jumped down from the roof, and scooped Xiao Feng out of the pit on the ground.

"Let's go—this time no stories, I'll take you to experience the tale of the Barbarian Beast Clan firsthand."

Saying that, she casually drew a door and pulled Xiao Feng through it.

However, the two who entered were them, while on the ground there remained two others.

Her Li Ti and Xiao Feng's Li Ti hadn't moved at all; they were still in the courtyard, and only their willful avatars had gone.

In a hazy state, Xiao Feng felt himself constantly spinning, as if tossed into a washing machine, dizzy and light‑headed.

When the sensation eased a bit, he struggled to open his eyes.

What met his eyes was not the familiar courtyard scene, but a vast expanse of Barren land and a deep, empty void.

His hand was being held by Chen Jie, and together they floated high in the air.

In the distance, several clouds of different colors drifted in the void.

One of the purple‑gray clouds spoke: "O Primordial Ancestors, please create the inaugural beings of your desired clans; the virtual universe will evolve countless branches according to their lineage."

Xiao Feng recognized that voice—it was the Creator God's!

Where is this place?

Chen Jie squeezed his palm and transmitted: "Don't speak; we are merely observing the end of the ages of the myriad heavens. I lack the ability to traverse time now—I can only bring you to observe, and anything you do won't affect this place. But… these few are all Dao Ancestors; if you speak, even at the farthest end of endless ages they will sense that their past is being peered upon."

Xiao Feng's body trembled, feeling shocked!

He had actually been brought by Chen Jie to appear, as a spectator, at the moment the myriad heavens were just born!

Now is the moment right after heaven and earth were split apart, just before the myriad clans are to be created!

He was so excited he could hardly control himself, gripping Chen Jie's hand tightly, daring not to make a sound.

After the Creator God finished speaking, a golden mist said: "Our Heavenly God Clan were the primordial spirits at the universe's birth; having been invited by the Lord of the Universe, we dare not be lax, so we modeled ourselves on our clan's five Primordial Ancestors and fashioned five inaugural beings: the Maternal Qi God, the Star‑forging God, the Devouring God, the Annihilation God, and the Gravity God."

As it spoke, without any visible motion, five clusters of light appeared, transforming into five figures of varying size, floating in the void.

The Maternal Qi God—the first being of the myriad heavens—possesses a mist‑like body whose color constantly shifts; within it one can faintly see the scenes of all things in the universe rotating and changing, as if it could become any substance.

The Star‑forging God is a clump of dust, likewise ever‑changing—sometimes a nebula, sometimes a star, sometimes a galaxy.

The other three are also quite unusual, none taking a common humanoid or beastly form.

The Creator God commented: "They are too powerful; let them become primordial rule‑deities—except for the Devourer, the others will not manifest in their true forms."

The Heavenly God Clan's elder said, "Allowed," and then fell silent.

Of the five inaugural beings, four directly dissipated, turning into rule‑power that merged into the virtual universe.

The remaining Devouring God, resembling a black vortex, drifted away into the depths of Xing Kong.

"What level are these inaugural beings?" Xiao Feng sent a mental question to Chen Jie.

Chen Jie replied: "Those four that dissipated are all level 5000; the Devourer is the weakest, only level 2000, but it can grow without limit and may eventually reach level 5000."

"Holy cow, isn't level 3000 the max?" Xiao Feng exclaimed in astonishment.

Chen Jie explained: "Level 3000 is the limit of material form, but not of law‑form. The depth of law far exceeds your imagination; a Triumphant Great Emperor at level 3000 cannot defeat a Kun‑Peng of the same level, even with a Heaven‑Shaking Arrow, because the Kun‑Peng's law reaches level 3500."

"Damn, that's insane!"

Only then did Xiao Feng grasp how vast the gap between himself and the Kun‑Peng truly is.

He actually thought of taking down a level‑3500 law‑force Kun‑Peng—it's simply…

"Continue." The Creator God said.

The Heavenly God Tribe has finished creation; on the other side, a cluster of green light said: "This Barren land needs some vitality; my Plant Civilization wishes to create three primordial beings: Giant Tree, Luxuriant Flowers, Wild Grass, to adorn this realm."

As he spoke, a Building Tree shot up from the earth, connecting heaven and earth, becoming the largest existence in the world. Also countless flowers and grasses quickly spread across the whole world, bringing infinite vitality.

"Thank you, Lord of All Beings, this act is great kindness." The Creator God commented, this time making no adjustments.

Chen Jie explained: "Giant Tree, Luxuriant Flowers, Wild Grass are all around level 4000 law sovereigns, they have no fixed form, no need to worry about them, they are merely used to embellish the virtual universe; the present-day Strongers of the Divine Wood tribe are all second or third generation."

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