Chapter 472: Spirit Beast Advancement

As soon as Wang Yu finished speaking, countless weapon designs, dense spirit-inscribed symbols, and images of numerous weapons from the Blue Star World flashed in succession across the golden mechanical funnel pattern on the giant screen; there even appeared mechs that had never been seen before, as well as images of strange, highly futuristic weapons.

This caused Wang Yu to be slightly startled.

What was going on?

Was this one of the changes brought about by the system reset?

Had it integrated some research results from the current Blue Star, or had certain permissions been secretly elevated, unlocking things that were already in the system database?

Just as his thoughts were racing and he felt deeply puzzled, a mechanical system voice echoed through the hall:

"Deduction reserve information exceeds 50%. Second-rank life-bound artifact blueprints can be deduced. Perfect deduction probability: 81%; deduction failure probability: 7%; substandard deduction probability: 12%."

After the golden mechanical funnel flipped, an 81% symbol appeared on it, which was actually a much higher probability than when he had deduced the nameless auxiliary technique back then.

Seeing this perfect deduction probability, Wang Yu raised an eyebrow. He did not start the deduction immediately; instead, he reached out with one hand and grabbed at the void beside his seat.

Instantly, a hazy white keyboard phantom emerged.

Wang Yu placed one palm onto the keyboard phantom, pressed his five fingers apart onto it, and simultaneously closed his eyes.

In the funnel pattern on the screen, a pale white book emerged with the three large characters "Refining Mountain Art" written on the cover. After the book flipped open, it vanished, and segments of text quickly appeared; it was a body-refining technique.

Within the span of a few breaths, the entire cultivation mantra of the technique was input. But immediately, the image in the funnel flashed again, and another blue book emerged.

The surface of the book bore the three large characters "Sinking Water Technique," and then the relevant text also appeared on the screen, soon being replaced by the next book, a secret technique called "Inner Pulse Art"...

Just like that, in a mere ten-plus minutes, Wang Yu used the method of mental infusion to input sixty or seventy books into the system.

These were all the cultivation techniques and secret arts handed over by the hundreds of disciples of the Mishan Sect.

As expected of the Eastern Wasteland, although most of these cultivation classics were already mastered by Wang Yu, there were quite a few new cultivation methods that were completely different from those in the Southern Continent's cultivation world.

Even though these were all at the Qi Refinement level and were the most ordinary cultivation classics circulating among rogue cultivators, they greatly enriched Wang Yu's collection.

When Wang Yu finished inputting the last Mishan Sect book, he moved his palm away from the keyboard and instructed the hall:

"Tai Yuan, deduce the second-rank life-bound artifact blueprint. The deduction direction is to maximize the power of the Chiyang Dafa. The inscriptions used should be primarily Fire Flame Blade, the material should be primarily second-rank Refined Flame Copper, and the artifact type should be primarily offensive, with defense as secondary."

The mechanical funnel pattern on the giant screen rolled over, and an 82% symbol appeared.

"Deduction reserve information exceeds 50%. Second-rank life-bound artifact blueprints can be deduced. Perfect deduction probability: 82%; deduction failure probability: 6%; substandard deduction probability: 12%."

This time, the perfect deduction probability had increased by a mere one percent.

Seeing this, Wang Yu did not feel it was strange at all.

The cultivation techniques and secret arts input into the system this time were only at the Qi Refinement level, and many of them had commonalities. Being able to increase the perfect deduction probability by one percent was already due to these techniques originating from the Eastern Wasteland.

If he had used Qi Refinement classics from the three Southern Continent nations like the Wu State, he feared that even inputting another hundred books might not increase the probability by this one percent.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu did not hesitate and continued to instruct:

"Tai Yuan, begin deducing the life-bound artifact."

"Deduction permission checking... Blue Star Huaguo citizen Ding Yu, Blue Star Alliance special reservist, member of the Interstellar Tactical Mech Squad, serial number GLX, special authorization level: none. Possesses temporary deduction permission, 3 times remaining. Meets deduction conditions. Beginning formal deduction. Estimated time: two months, four hours, eighteen minutes, and three seconds..."

The hall echoed with the mechanical, emotionless voice.

Over two months—this time was even longer than the deduction time for that nameless auxiliary mantra.

Although Wang Yu had anticipated this, he still couldn't help but frown and silently recited "Exit."

The next moment, white light swirled before his eyes, and he reappeared in the cultivation secret chamber.

He closed his eyes slightly and began to silently contemplate some obscure secret arts he had selected long ago.

These were mostly secret arts that did not seem very powerful but had special uses in certain situations, just like the few small secret arts he had used when he first returned to Blue Star.

Ten-plus days later.

Deep in the soil, over ten zhang beneath the black fortress.

Pieces of fist-sized fire crystal ore were piled up in one place, covering an area of nearly a hundred square meters, from which wisps of red mist continuously surged.

At the same time, around these fire crystals were inserted over a dozen banner flags, vaguely manifesting a circle of white light screen, preventing the pale red mist from dispersing outwards and forcing it to surge only toward a certain cultivation room above.

Meanwhile, because of a certain Spirit Gathering Array, the black fortress gathered almost all the heaven and earth Qi of the entire island, continuously funneling the Qi to two different locations within the fortress.

One location was the underground secret chamber where Wang Yu cultivated daily.

The other was a giant pond at the center of the black fortress's ground level.

In the pond, two Iron-Headed Crocodiles, one large and one small, were engaged in different activities.

The small beast, which looked like a white dragon, lay on the edge of the pond, looking up at the bright, cold moon in the sky, continuously swallowing and spitting out the Qi that was automatically sent nearby. Its body was vaguely shrouded in wisps of white mist, and the scales on its back were sparkling, as if carved from ice.

The much larger black-green Iron-Headed Crocodile lay on the other side of the pond, with a large pile of bloody, skinned beast meat in front of it. It opened its large mouth and swallowed it piece by piece, gulping down skin and bone alike.

Every time it swallowed a piece, the black-green spirit beast's eyes would narrow slightly, wearing an expression of great enjoyment.

Its abdomen bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Lü Lin, this Iron-Headed Crocodile, managed to swallow one more piece of meat about the size of its head, it flipped over and lay where it was, exposing its bulging belly.

Opposite it, Bai Li seemed to sense something and subconsciously glanced at its companion, its gaze even carrying a hint of anthropomorphic disdain.

But the next moment, the small white beast's gaze suddenly sharpened. It raised its head to look at the crescent moon high in the sky, then opened its mouth and let out a long, dragon-like roar. The white water mist on its body surged, and its body involuntarily soared into the air, circling and dancing hundreds of meters high.

The water in the pond below, not knowing what strange power it was influenced by, also began to surge crazily in response.

At the same time, a large mass of dark clouds drifted over the black fortress, blocking most of the moon in the sky. The air quickly became humid, and gusts of wild wind blew.

This wind was bone-chillingly cold, as sharp as a knife when it blew against the face.

"Puff."

A young man wearing a yellow robe appeared silently in the void beside the pond with a cold wind. He only looked at the strange phenomenon of the small white beast high in the sky, his face full of both surprise and joy, and muttered:

"Xiao Bai, you are finally going to advance." ===== CHAPTER 473 =====