Chapter 394: Mech Suit Modification (Request Subscription)

Thump! Thump!

Thump! Thump!

The Fire Dragon True Lord heard his own heart pounding violently.

Then…

He saw countless crimson particles materialize across heaven and earth, coalescing into streams of Fire Divine Light!

The divine light blazed like crimson auroras, staining the entire sky red, extending for ten thousand li!

"This… celestial qi?"

Chu Kuangtu was utterly stunned: "A Transformation Realm master stirring celestial qi is this terrifying? Is this divine wrath?"

Even a Heavenly Sovereign of the Transformation Realm, capable of manipulating qi within a thousand li, is already astonishing…

"Such a spectacle is unheard of… unless it's… a Void Refinement powerhouse?"

The Fire Dragon True Lord's voice was hoarse.

But Fang Xing paid no attention to these trivialities.

Before him, streams of crimson radiance appeared, then condensed into a heart burning like flame.

"This is the Fire Principle's insight breaking through to Proficient level—forming a Fire Principle Heart!"

As soon as the 'Principle Heart' formed, Fang Xing immediately felt his understanding of the Fire Principle had advanced further, beyond even the Transformation Realm master's divine fusion with heaven and earth!

Moreover, he took out the 'Qing Yang Demon Lamp' and casually inhaled.

The purple-blue divine flame immediately flew out, swallowed into his abdomen, merging with his body—no longer needing this spiritual treasure to contain it!

'The Principle Heart represents the most fundamental recognition of the Principle…'

'In the cultivation world, that's a Fire Immortal Body… no demonic or divine flame can harm me; instead, they gain terrifying amplification in my hands.'

Fang Xing could sense the terrifying power within his 'Purple-Blue Divine Flame'—each flame seed was a famed, powerful demonic or divine fire, none below fourth-rank.

The final 'Nan Ming Li Fire' was especially renowned throughout the cultivation world, even famed in the Spirit Realm.

Its power was limitless, depending entirely on the wielder's realm.

Now, with his Transformation Realm spiritual power combined with his Void Refinement-level understanding of the Fire Principle, even a minor burst of power could burn mountains and boil seas.

'If I meet a Demon Lord again, my Purple-Blue Divine Flame will surely shatter his True Demon Body and burn away his Immortal Regeneration technique…'

'Someone like Meng the Demon Lord would be running for his life at the sight of a Purple-Blue Fire Dragon.'

'Indeed… by synthesizing the strengths of multiple worlds and letting them settle, my power has multiplied a thousandfold. My cultivation avatar now qualifies as a Ninth-Rank practitioner mastering Ten-Rank techniques.'

Fang Xing descended his flight with satisfaction and saw Chu Kuangtu.

Chu Kuangtu respectfully stepped forward and bowed: "Chu Kuangtu pays homage to Master Fang…"

"Hmm, no need for formalities, Chu junior."

Fang Xing smiled.

In the cultivation world, beyond master-disciple ties and blood relatives within three generations, cultivators ranked by realm—he was long accustomed to it.

If anyone still dared call him 'Brother Chu,' it would only embarrass Chu Kuangtu.

He casually asked a few questions about the Great Wilderness cultivation world and, finding that the White Sword Immortal acted decisively, said no more.

"My intention… is to rebuild the Yuan Shen Sword Sect. All your branches must unite. I found the Thunder Sword lineage's legacy in the Wuji Hall, plus the Flying Immortal lineage from Piaomiao Immortal Palace, and finally the 'Spirit Void Sword Scripture'—now it's complete."

Fang Xing smiled faintly, revealing a piece of news that thrilled the Fire Dragon True Lord and others.

But to him, it was merely a casual act—done only to satisfy his inner resolve…

…

Blue Star.

"It's Star Year 800… I'm ninety-nine years old…"

Fang Xing's true body's eyes burned as if with flame, his consciousness immersed in the attribute panel:

【Name: Fang Xing】

【Age: 99】

…

【Great Sun Buddha Palm: 468/800 (Grandmaster)】

【Fire Principle: 1/6400 (Proficient)】

【Space Principle: 1/10000 (Skilled)】

…

"Broken through—not just the Space Principle, but the Fire Principle too…"

"The Principle Heart represents Ten-Rank principle comprehension!"

"The Path of the Martial God is halfway done. A few more years of deep cultivation, and I'll reach the peak of Martial Godhood—matching Ye Liuyun's limit."

Fang Xing silently calculated.

His Black Death God, aside from its immense energy, relies solely on his Death Principle reaching 'Principle Heart'—making it comparable to a Ten-Rank practitioner!

'Now, if I don armor, my base strength reaches Ten-Rank, and I replace the principle with Fire—its power won't weaken much…'

This doesn't greatly affect combat power; the only advantage is hiding my identity!

'Add my cultivation avatar, capable of slicing through space with one sword… a Ten-Rank combatant and a near-Ten-Rank combatant… attacking a Ten-Rank practitioner is still risky.'

His hypothetical enemy was naturally Uve August.

Years have passed; using his position as sect master, he has steadily gathered more information on the man.

A Radiance Adept, skilled in speed, with emerald hair, a key supporter of the Coexistence Faction.

The Coexistence Faction seeks to negotiate with extraterrestrial demons for territory to reproduce.

If pushed too far, becoming a vassal isn't entirely unacceptable.

Of course, Fang Xing would never agree.

He had already seen one world turned into human vassals—the one ruled by the Pale Mother—riddled with too many problems.

'Find the right moment, strike once, kill instantly…'

Fang Xing rose and went to William's lab. "Principal…"

William, seeing Fang Xing, lit up with excitement: "About the spatial configuration from last time—I have a question…"

Seeing this, Fang Xing couldn't help but feel exasperated.

Since he offered some suggestions, William and other space research masters had all acknowledged him as the true space expert, even urging him to publish papers and conduct experiments to compete for the highest space science award.

But the key point… he was already the president of Blue Star University—what use were awards?

This time, Fang Xing came to resolve several stubborn problems.

After his space principle breakthrough, countless novel ideas surged forth.

Once solved, his mecha modification could finally proceed.

…

Several months later.

"Correct… the final obstacle in spatial folding can be solved with a multi-faceted spatial structure…"

William stared at the complex spatial structure projected before him, a gleam of excitement on his face: "With this… the theory of mecha miniaturization is fully resolved. Though practical challenges remain, I'm confident I can overcome them within twenty years… Principal, your mastery of space science has made me want to return to school and become your Ph. . student…"

"Heh…"

Fang Xing smiled without speaking—compliments were for fools to take seriously.

Yet, if mecha miniaturization could be achieved, the future held immense potential—and fame and fortune would inevitably follow.

Though he didn't care, it was still vital to everyone involved in the research.

After leaving the lab, Fang Xing entered an underground chamber.

"Master… you're back."

The metal door slid open, revealing Xiao Lan's voice.

Fang Xing stepped through the metal door into a cavernous chamber, facing a grotesque, terrifying dark-golden head, its eyes fixed unblinkingly on him.

He stood upon a platform, level with the Black Death God mecha.

Deep within the cavern, countless AI-controlled robots maintained and modified the Black Death God…

This modification was highly classified, supervised solely by his AI, Xiao Lan.

Robots clung to the Black Death God like silver beetles, etching silver runes across its massive frame.

"Twenty-seventh deck spatial structure mapped—stability confirmed!"

"Thirty-eighth damaged area identified as demon corruption—resolved…"

Xiao Lan continuously reported progress into Fang Xing's ear.

To Fang Xing, spatial folding technology held no secrets.

After his space principle breakthrough, he was confident enough to modify the Black Death God.

But for safety, he'd made William work as his assistant for a while.

"Spatial folding, spatial storage, multi-faceted spatial structures… these are the foundations of spatial architecture."

"Combined, they're sufficient to modify the Black Death God."

"My current space technology may be fifty to a hundred years ahead of the Federation's—should I file patents to block future competitors?"

"Well, most schools probably do that… but I'll pass. Secrecy is better protection."

Though Xiao Lan certainly knew, after Fang Xing became a Ten-Rank combatant and president of Blue Star University, the 'Omniscient Brain' under the Administrator's supervision revoked Xiao Lan's permissions entirely, making Xiao Lan an independent sentient lifeform.

And now, Xiao Lan served Fang Xing utterly.

Though Fang Xing didn't fully trust it, the confidentiality level had certainly improved.

Or even the Chief Executive Officer would not dare to engage in such surveillance of another's artificial intelligence.

Otherwise, once discovered, it would plunge the Blue Star Federation into chaos, and the perpetrator would be besieged by all.

"The higher the status, the more privacy one has… quite interesting."

Fang Xing nodded and resumed his work.

Several hours later, he set down a silver mercury pen: "Xiao Lan, begin self-diagnosis!"

"Master… all space runes have been inscribed, integrity at 100%!"

Xiao Lan responded immediately.

"Excellent. Charge the Eternal Crystal Furnace. Begin the experiment."

Fang Xing waved his hand.

"Charging countdown: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1… Charging complete. First spatial fold initiated!"

Accompanied by Xiao Lan's voice, the Black Death God, originally a hundred meters tall, was enveloped in a silver glow and instantly shrank to just a few centimeters tall, resembling a figurine.

"First spatial fold successful, Master, please give instructions!"

Xiao Lan's sweet voice came through.

"Continue…"

Fang Xing spoke.

Right now, it's only shrinking the mecha; to use it, one must expand it again—this is inconvenient.

"Second spatial polyhedron transfer initiated… compressing!"

Whoosh!

In an instant, the original black figurine seemed crushed by invisible pressure from all directions, transforming into a suspended droplet-shaped solid.

(End of Chapter)