Chapter 100: Promotion: Ten Levels, Eternal Instant

【From the End Times, Solely Dominating Ten Thousand Ages】

Countless knowledge surged from the attribute panel, and Fang Shi felt his mastery of sword techniques deepen further.

“Sword Technique II? Isn’t that the ability granted by the inner demon’s enhancement?”

It seems that defeating the inner demon not only grants its spiritual sense value.

But also bestows abilities bestowed by the Inner Demon’s Dao.

The sages are truly great benefactors.

A hint of joy arose in Fang Shi’s heart.

If I had to practice to reach Sword Technique II myself, I wouldn’t know how long it would take.

Why bother when I can simply pluck the sages’ wool?

Fang Shi’s mind conjured a thought: if the next inner demon enhancement again strengthens.

Could I use this mechanism to pluck the Sword Intent for myself?

“Stop! Too dangerous—don’t think further. Sword Intent is standard for Golden Core cultivators.”

“If I pluck so hard I kill myself, it’d be a massive loss.”

In truth, Fang Shi’s action was already extremely dangerous.

Achieving mastery of the Mighty Tiger Sword Technique in battle sounds easy, but in reality it is exceedingly difficult.

Failure would mean death and the dissolution of one’s Dao.

Fang Shi knew the risk of this action, but in the End Times, where isn’t there risk?

To seek power advancement without taking any risk is a ridiculous joke.

Risk and opportunity coexist—this has always been the truth of existence, before and after the End Times.

“You have advanced to Level 5 Qi Refiner.”

“You have gained 6 skill points.”

“Your health points increased by 15.”

“Your magic power has increased: 20 → 22.”

“As a Level 5 Qi Refiner, you may select one personal feat.”

“You selected Extra Magic Power III.”

“Extra Magic Power III: Your magic power increases by 14 points.”

“Your magic power has increased: 22 → 30.”

“Name: Fang Shi”

“Race: Human”

“Attributes: Strength 27+5, Agility 28+6, Constitution 22, Intelligence 18, Perception 21, Charisma 15”

“Class: Level 5 Martial Artist / Level 5 Qi Refiner”

“Rank: Qi Refining”

“Health: 131/131”

“Magic Power: 20/30”

“Experience: 36241/55000”

“Attribute Points: 4”

“Feat Points: 1”

“Survival Points: 17014.1”

“Race Feat: Versatile I”

“Life Skills: N/A”

“Class Skills: N/A”

“Personal Traits: N/A”

“Personal Feats: N/A”

“Class Feats: N/A”

“Combat Feats: N/A”

“System detected that the player has reached Level 10.”

“You have received a promotion quest.”

“Quest randomizing…”

Before his rebirth, after the third impact, humanity gained freedom to enter and exit the wilds.

The cost was a reduction in the Evolutionary Law’s power upon their bodies.

To successfully advance in rank, players must complete their promotion quest.

Due to the rebirth-induced anomaly, the Law’s power began diminishing during the second impact.

This caused the promotion quest to appear far earlier than expected.

Fang Shi stared at the flickering data stream before him.

His expression showed indifference—promotion quests merely hinder the mediocre.

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To the strong, it is merely a game.

Though I am only Level 10 now, my strength already ranks among the top in the Second Stage.

Even weak Third Stage creatures, I dare to challenge.

I couldn’t care less about promotion quests.

“Promotion quest confirmed…”

“Collect 100 radiation hound fangs independently: 0/100.”

“…”

Fang Shi was speechless. Radiation hounds are Second Stage creatures with average strength.

One hundred fangs isn’t excessive—a single hound has more than one fang.

Twenty-five hounds would suffice.

But radiation hounds dwell in the Radiation Side Elemental Plane.

A side elemental plane formed by fire and positive elements.

Located at the boundary between the Fire Elemental Plane and the Positive Elemental Plane.

Filled with all kinds of radiation, the environment is especially harsh.

Coupled with the “independent collection” prefix.

It effectively ruled out Fang Shi’s idea of asking others for help.

Of course, he didn’t have to physically enter the side elemental plane.

Once a mage reaches Second Stage, he could craft summoning scrolls to do it for him.

But Fang Shi couldn’t wait—he had no time to wait for a mage to reach Second Stage.

Though nearly three months have passed since the second impact,

It’s uncertain whether any Second Stage classes even exist on Blue Star.

Fang Shi kills Second Stage creatures easily because his strength is exceptional.

Others, without aid, might take ages to complete this quest.

Before his rebirth, Fang Shi could never complete his promotion quest.

He simply relied on time—breathing techniques, practicing, practicing.

Until one day, his life form changed naturally, and he advanced.

Just as Fang Shi could now use the Tianjian Sect’s method to break through to Foundation Establishment.

But it would take too long.

Fang Shi could finish this quest in a single day.

Advancing slowly, he might not complete it in a month.

Still, promotion quests are convenient.

He doesn’t need to find a passage to the Radiation Elemental Plane himself.

There’s a bright, obvious teleport button.

If Fang Shi clicks “agree,” he is instantly teleported to the Radiation Elemental Plane.

After completing the quest, he is automatically returned to Blue Star.

Thinking of the approaching third impact, Fang Shi involuntarily narrowed his eyes.

Coincidence? Perhaps.

…

In the guest room, Fang Shi and Long Yu True Person sat cross-legged.

Long Yu True Person asked: “Are you ready?”

Fang Shi nodded. He had considered it—he would temporarily avoid the Radiation Elemental Plane.

He wanted to obtain Long Yu True Person’s power to eliminate the Immortal’s inner demon.

If successful, he might receive rich rewards beyond his current rank.

Fang Shi pondered: no matter what, according to the attribute panel, the Immortal’s inner demon should be Legendary.

Level ten fighting a Legendary—at least three tiers higher.

Add the condition of a first-time Legendary kill, and the reward would be an absolute explosion.

At that moment, Fang Shi would gain an unprecedented surge in power.

True Person Long Yu said: “Alright, accept my power.”

With that, True Person Long Yu turned into a beam of light, flowing endlessly into Fang Shi’s body.

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“You have received the blessing of a True Immortal.”

“Blessing of the True Immortal: +40 bonus to all attributes related to strength, constitution, and agility. Your soul will suffer no harm until the blessing fades.”

Whoosh!

Fang Shi vanished from the chamber, instantly merging with the wind.

He shot toward the sky at 40 Mach.

Violent gales swept across Long Yu Mountain, as if a Level 10 storm had erupted.

Cultivators immediately acted, swiftly calming the wind.

Yet their hearts were filled with confusion.

Just now, a powerful life force had appeared on Long Yu Mountain.

Though not as grand as that of a Earth Immortal, it was nearly as immense.

“Dong Yu, did you sense it?” an old Daoist asked.

Dong Yu’s face was grave: “I sensed it. It seems like Long Yu’s aura.”

“But it’s also not quite. It brims with surging, potent vitality.”

“If anything resembles it, it’s a Great Demon.”

The old Daoist said: “Where are there still Great Demons in this world?”

“Since humanity established its dominion over the Central Plains, all such beings were exterminated.”

“I’d guess it’s a powerful Body Refinement cultivator.”

“True Person Long Yu left on business—he must be meeting this Venerable One.”

“Without an Earth Immortal, this Venerable One should still be able to handle the Demon God.”

Dong Yu smiled: “Good, good. I never dared to challenge an Earth Immortal.”

“My Dao is still in its infancy. If I tried to break into an Earth Immortal realm, I’d be finished.”

The old Daoist’s face lit with joy: “Heaven favors Yizhou—at this critical moment, such a senior has emerged.”

“We should appear and calm the lower cultivators, lest they cause chaos and damage Long Yu’s home.”

Dong Yu nodded: “Alright, let’s go together.”

…

At the edge of the Inner Demon World lay eternal void and silence.

Fang Shi stood in the void, silently feeling the power within him.

So powerful! Incredibly powerful!

Fang Shi had never felt such strength before.

With every gesture, he unleashed sixty thousand tons of force.

Even a casual swing while standing still equaled 1,500 tons of TNT.

Remember, a typical atomic bomb is only tens of thousands of tons of TNT.

A hydrogen bomb reaches only hundreds or tens of millions of tons.

And Fang Shi could throw a thousand punches per second.

But one must also consider: energy consumption is only one factor determining power.

You must also factor in object speed and collision duration.

Fang Shi’s punch could reach at least 50 Mach.

That’s 17,000 meters per second.

In short, each of Fang Shi’s punches was no weaker than a nuclear explosion.

And his endurance surpassed even that.

“Is this the power of an Immortal?” Fang Shi murmured.

“No, this is not the power of an Immortal,” came Long Yu’s voice from within Fang Shi.

“You lack Immortal techniques, Immortal magic power, and Immortal Dao.”

“You are merely a mortal with the raw potential of an Immortal.”

Fang Shi instantly understood—he had no divine aptitude or skills.

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He was a blank slate with divine-tier stats—true Immortals and Gods were far stronger.

“Is this strength enough to kill the Inner Demon?”

Long Yu laughed: “More than enough. More than enough.”

“You think the Inner Demon is so powerful? Three of us with Spiritual Sense realms held out for so long.”

“Your power now far exceeds Spiritual Sense. The Inner Demon is no match for you.”

Fang Shi asked: “Isn’t the Inner Demon this world? A world’s power shouldn’t be this weak.”

Long Yu said: “The Inner Demon’s essence is the world, but that doesn’t mean she can draw upon all its power.”

“Look at the mountains and rivers of Yizhou, the living beings and cultivators—they are all part of the world, part of its power.”

“The Inner Demon cannot access any of this. Her power is negligible compared to the whole world.”

Fang Shi glanced downward—and instantly saw the entirety of Yizhou’s landscape.

His soul alone could never have processed so much.

But the Blessing of the True Immortal had left his soul unharmed.

Indeed, Fang Shi had realized: at this Immortal level,

mere flesh and blood could no longer contain Immortal-level life.

The Blessing of the True Immortal didn’t grant him power—it shaped a humanoid exoskeleton for him to pilot.

His true body now resided in a separate dimension he had opened alongside this Immortal form.

Fang Shi’s reaction speed now reached 20 nanoseconds.

A moving object at light speed had traveled only 600 meters by the time he reacted.

Fang Shi increasingly understood what the Lady of Luck meant by “eternity in a moment.”

Every second he experienced equaled ten full days of nonstop thought for a mortal.

No wonder Immortals and Gods are said to possess profound wisdom.

A normal person pondering a problem for decades or centuries could devise a solution.

Not to mention Immortals and Gods, whose intelligence stats were far beyond ordinary mortals.

Why hadn’t Fang Shi killed the Inner Demon the moment he gained power?

One key reason: he needed to use his extreme stats to rapidly cultivate.

This was something he had already planned—he would squeeze every last drop from the opportunity.

The only regret: the Blessing of the True Immortal hadn’t boosted his intelligence or perception.

Otherwise, what aptitude couldn’t he learn? What skill couldn’t he master?

Even more extreme than the Trial Tower’s training ground.

But even now, his cultivation speed was blazing.

Streams of data were nearly flooding his attribute panel.

“Fang Shi, move quickly! The power I lent you won’t last long.”

Seeing Fang Shi delay, Long Yu cried out anxiously.

“How long will it last?” Fang Shi asked calmly.

“One hundred breaths!”

“Enough!”