When interacting with Luo Feng, Bai Yue had never harbored even the slightest intention of clinging to his coattails.
His memories had only awakened half a year ago, but his friendship with Luo Feng stretched back more than a decade. Long before cultivation, talent, or destiny entered the picture, they had already been brothers who grew up together. Moreover, among all the protagonists Bai Yue had known in his previous life, Luo Feng was one of the most upright and steadfast. That admiration had not faded—it had only deepened.
After inheriting the memories of this life, along with over ten years of shared experiences, Bai Yue's understanding of Luo Feng became even clearer. This was someone he could entrust his back to without hesitation.
True friends were rare.
In the language of cultivation, their relationship was closer to that of Dao companions—partners who could walk the path together, supporting and sharpening one another in pursuit of the Great Dao. Billions of years in the future, when both stood at the peak, the people they could speak to without reserve would likely be limited to each other.
Even Wei Wen.
When the gap in realms became too great, even suppressing one's aura completely would not allow for the same unrestrained communication. Some distances could not be crossed by intention alone.
As for buying Luo Hua a bottle of Water of Life, Bai Yue had never overthought it. To him now, it was merely a casual matter. He needed to prepare such things for himself anyway.
Luo Feng's arrival at the Elite Training Camp also carried another meaning.
His rise was approaching its critical phase.
That realization gave Bai Yue a subtle sense of urgency. Cultivation could not be relaxed—not even for a moment.
Time passed swiftly.
Four days had gone by since Luo Feng arrived.
Every day, aside from his own cultivation, Bai Yue would head to the cultivation hall in the Nine-Story Building to guide Luo Feng and the other trainees. At first, few people came. Many were reluctant to seek advice from someone their own age, let alone someone younger.
But reluctance dissolved quickly in the face of results.
Anyone Bai Yue guided made visible progress in a short time.
Because he had studied such a vast number of secret manuals, his guidance cut straight to the essence. He didn't merely solve surface-level problems—he explained the creator's original intent, the internal logic linking different sections, and even the potential direction for future development.
More importantly, he demonstrated.
When the trainees saw Bai Yue personally execute the techniques they were cultivating—more smoothly, more precisely, and sometimes even surpassing the original authors—their shock was genuine. Each session brought immediate gains and a clearer understanding of their own paths.
Within just a few days, Bai Yue became the most sought-after figure in the Elite Training Camp.
Even instructors came to ask him questions.
Late at night.
On the rooftop of his two-story residence, Bai Yue stood alone, gazing up at the star-filled sky.
"Only when one looks up at the vastness of the universe does one truly understand its infinity."
As he stared at the endless sea of stars, the original force within his body resonated faintly, as if answering a distant call. His gene original force and Mental Power began to stir, then gradually boil.
Within his dantian and his sea of consciousness, both energies started to rotate—slowly at first, then faster—forming two powerful vortices that compressed inward. An invisible gravitational pull emerged, drawing in surrounding cosmic energy, which merged seamlessly into the spinning cores.
The rotation intensified.
Energy converged and condensed, forming two vast liquefied spheres, like beating hearts. They expanded and contracted rhythmically, absorbing every last trace of external energy.
Then—
At a critical point, both spheres collapsed inward simultaneously.
They vanished.
In their place appeared two crystalline light orbs, each emitting a hazy, luminous glow. Upon closer inspection, the surfaces were not smooth, but faceted—constructed from countless tiny geometric planes, like interlocking pyramids.
The moment they formed, invisible fluctuations spread outward.
They coursed through Bai Yue's entire body, then spilled beyond it.
His body slowly lifted from the rooftop.
There was no struggle—no conscious effort. Flight came as naturally as breathing.
The light orbs were like miniature planets, and the invisible fluctuations were their magnetic fields. By manipulating these fields, Bai Yue could effortlessly counter Earth's gravity. Only when he desired greater speed did he need to actively expend energy.
This was no mere accumulation of power.
It was fundamental evolution.
Within the miniature planets, aside from Planetary-level gene original force and Mental Power, faint streams of light connected into intricate three-dimensional patterns—profound, orderly, and mysterious.
With a single thought, Bai Yue allowed energy to flow outward.
Streams of refined power surged from the miniature planets in his dantian and sea of consciousness, spreading throughout his body.
The change was immediate—and violent.
Bones, tendons, muscles, internal organs—everything underwent a drastic transformation. Genetic chains shattered and recombined, optimizing again and again toward greater perfection.
From Warlord to Planetary was not advancement.
It was the leap of life itself.
Only after reaching the Planetary level could one truly be called a Martial Artist or Mental Master. Only then did one possess the qualifications to roam the universe—though even at this level, survival beyond Earth would still be difficult.
"This feeling…"
Bai Yue closed his eyes briefly.
"…is incredible."
The simultaneous breakthrough of gene original force and Mental Power triggered a complete bodily metamorphosis. It felt like shedding an infant's shell and awakening as a fully grown being.
The night was deep.
The Elite Training Camp lay silent, most residents long asleep.
Bai Yue stepped into the air, ascending until he hovered more than three hundred meters above the ground. His dark martial robe fluttered gently in the wind. Below him lay the training camp, and beyond it, the distant city lights.
His consciousness, however, followed a different path.
It entered the void where the Dao Fruit resided.
The scene was unchanged—ancient, silent, eternal.
The Dao Fruit glowed faintly, responding to his approach.
"After this breakthrough… and after studying the works of ancient sages, comprehending the realms they left behind… my consciousness has advanced greatly."
"I should be able to refine it further."
His consciousness pressed deeper.
The Dao Fruit seemed small, yet contained endless space. He lost all sense of time as his awareness submerged within it, drifting through layers of indistinct mist.
At some point, he passed through a thin barrier—like breaking through a membrane.
The Dao Fruit trembled.
A mysterious power descended instantly through their ethereal connection, washing over Bai Yue's body and soul. Every cell and gene chain was subtly adjusted, drawn closer to the origin, closer to the Dao.
The transformation was completed in an instant.
When it ended, Bai Yue immediately sensed the change.
His comprehension sharpened further. His movements felt lighter, more natural, as if his body itself understood Martial Dao more deeply.
Then—
New information surfaced in his mind.
This refinement had not only strengthened his comprehension.
It had granted a new ability.
Creation.
An ability capable of bringing something from nothing.
It consumed none of his external resources—but it was not without limits.
At present, Bai Yue could directly create his own gene original force, Mental Power, flesh, and blood. These were intrinsically linked to the Dao Fruit. As for speed and scale, that remained to be tested.
For objects outside himself, the conditions were stricter.
He would need a complete understanding of the object's structure—from the microscopic to the macroscopic—before creation was possible. Even something as simple as water required profound comprehension.
Bai Yue exhaled slowly.
The breakthrough was complete.
And the road ahead had just expanded immeasurably.
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