Chapter 223: Cultivation

Luo Feng’s mental power spread outward, and instantly he detected a plant resembling a calabash vine about 100 meters to his left, only over two meters in length.

His mental power parted the way ahead, and Luo Feng walked directly forward.

“Luo Feng, this Moyun Vine will accompany you for life,” Babetta sighed. “Of course, Demon Babetta will also stay with you forever, unless you die, then I will leave! According to my master’s orders… I will only recognize you as my master on the day you become a Domain Lord.”

Babetta’s voice echoed within Luo Feng’s mind.

“Oh?” Luo Feng instantly understood.

The three accounts deposited in the ‘Galactic Bank’ could only be unlocked when he attained the ranks of Stellar Level, Cosmic Level, and ultimately, Domain Lord. This implied that the vast fortune and innumerable treasures would only truly belong to him once he ascended to the status of a Domain Lord. Similarly, the artificial lifeform ‘Babetta’ would only formally acknowledge him as its master after he achieved the rank of Domain Lord.

Clearly—

Only when he reached the Domain Lord level would his teacher consider him worthy!

After carefully placing the Moyun Vine seedling, which resembled a calabash vine, into his backpack, Luo Feng shot straight up into the sky!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In one breath, he smashed through countless rocks from over ten thousand meters underground, broke through the lake’s surface, and soared into the open sky. Outside, the sky was a brilliant blue, with clouds drifting like silk, and occasionally a flock of massive flying beast warriors passed overhead. Luo Feng hovered midair, gazing around with a very good mood.

“Hmm?” Luo Feng looked down at his communication watch—missed calls?

He immediately called back.

“Hey, Luo Feng, what happened just now? I tried calling you two or three times and it kept saying the line was disconnected!” Liu He’s voice came through the communication watch.

Luo Feng was stunned…

Instantly, Babetta’s voice echoed in his mind: “Luo Feng, you were inside the Yimo Star No.1 just now, which blocks all external signals.”

“What strange thing,” Liu He muttered.

Luo Feng quickly thought of a response. After all, nowadays every corner of Earth was covered by communication signals—almost impossible for calls to be disconnected.

“Oh, it’s like this—my communication watch was nearly out of power, so I turned it off. Now I’ve left underground and am heading back. I can charge it in the intelligent fighter, so I turned it on again,” Luo Feng quickly made up an excuse.

“Oh? Turned it off? Doesn’t the voice prompt usually say ‘the number you dialed is powered off’ when it’s turned off? Though I guess sometimes the voice prompt can malfunction,” Liu He didn’t dwell on it. “Luo Feng, you said you’re heading back? The rest of us are still searching underground!”

“Feels like we won’t find it, so I don’t want to keep searching,” Luo Feng chuckled.

“Alright, I’ll keep exploring with the others. Maybe we’ll find something,” Liu He ended the call.

“Find the Muya Crystals? They won’t find any Muya Crystals anymore,” Babetta cackled in Luo Feng’s mind.

Luo Feng immediately flew toward the distant intelligent fighter, while simultaneously commanding the fighter to fly toward him.

“You mean there are no Muya Crystals left?” Luo Feng asked in surprise.

The intelligent fighter halted like lightning above him, the hatch hissed open, and Luo Feng flew straight into the cockpit.

“Number One, home,” Luo Feng ordered.

“Of course not,” Babetta’s voice sounded in Luo Feng’s mind. “Those Muya Crystals were all deliberately thrown out from the spaceship entrance by me! I used the spaceship’s energy to form illusory energy bodies, which couldn’t leave the spaceship at all. Back then, I threw out the Muya Crystals to attract Earth’s geniuses to come, so I could test their cerebral breadth one by one.”

“Test?” Luo Feng was startled. “You tested them while we were searching for the Muya Crystals?”

Luo Feng recalled that within the No.9 Ancient Civilization Ruins, the ruins had taken significant time just to complete one test.

“You think my efficiency is as low as that of the monitoring base AI?” Babetta said proudly. “But you Earthlings really have poor talent. So many Stellar Level warriors, a large group of War Gods… the one with the best talent was you at 22, second was a War God at 16, and third was a Second Stage Stellar Level warrior with a cerebral breadth of 15.”

“16?” Luo Feng asked urgently. “Who was it?”

Fourth Councilor East, with a cerebral breadth of 15, didn’t surprise Luo Feng.

But someone actually had a higher score than East.

“It’s a young man from the Indian nation on your Earth,” Babetta said.

“India? Oh…” Luo Feng didn’t ask further.

If it were someone from China, he might consider cultivating them. But someone from India? Well, let the kid rely on his own luck. Still, the guy was already a War God, doing pretty well for himself.

The intelligent fighter flew over the Australian continent, rapidly heading toward Jiangnan Base City in Asia.

Inside the cockpit.

“Luo Feng, the Moyun Vine is extremely loyal, recognizing only one master for its entire life. That’s also why when my master was killed back then, the Moyun Vine also perished. A Moyun Vine bonded to a master cannot be used by anyone else. Therefore… the bonding process is very important. But before that, I need to modify your fighter’s AI system first,” Babetta said.

“The fighter’s AI system?” Luo Feng was somewhat surprised.

He watched as many buttons in the intelligent fighter lit up, their colorful lights dazzling. After about fifteen seconds, everything returned to normal.

“Now it’s done,” Babetta said.

“Why modify the system?” Luo Feng asked quickly.

“This fighter’s AI system actually has its first authority controlled by the head of the Limit Martial Arts Pavilion, ‘Hong,’ and the second authority is yours. So… if he wants to, he can know anything you do inside the fighter. And he can even recall the fighter at any time,” Babetta explained. “Now that I’ve modified it, Hong won’t notice anything, and this fighter will obey your commands. Hong will now be the second authority.”

Luo Feng was shocked but quickly understood.

If he were selling the fighter, he’d probably leave a backdoor too.

“This Moyun Vine sapling is vastly superior to the one Hong acquired before,” Babetta pondered. “Back then, after humanity’s so-called ‘Great Nirvana’ era, powerful warriors began emerging among your kind. To lure these formidable fighters, we cast a single seed of the Moyun Vine—and it took root! Over time, it absorbed three Muya Crystals in succession. As for the two Muya Crystals I pulverized… they were assimilated by certain flora, giving birth to what you now call ‘Plant Spirits.'”

“Pity…”

“Hong and his subordinates took the Moyun Vine and the Plant Spirits directly. I had to use Muya Crystals to cultivate a so-called ‘Royal’ beast to attract you all. Then, using one Muya Crystal after another, I attracted countless human warriors to gather here, so I could choose the one with the highest cerebral breadth,” Babetta explained. “Back then, I placed a small pile of Muya Crystals at the spaceship entrance, throwing them out in small batches. Three of them I deliberately placed near you! And the other eight were also intentionally placed not far from you…”

“But I only threw out a little, and everything was completely settled.”

“Since I couldn’t leave the spaceship, I could only use the spaceship’s own ‘mental wave’ to infiltrate your mind, subtly influencing you to come to the location of the fragment, allowing you to pick it up. Then I guided you to the spaceship entrance,” Babetta said in one breath.

Luo Feng was stunned!

Damn!

From beginning to end, the entire Fog Island incident was orchestrated by this Babetta!

Plant Spirits, Moyun Vine, Beast Emperor, Muya Crystals!

Back then, Luo Feng had been puzzled why the Beast Emperor didn’t collect other Muya Crystals. It turned out the Muya Crystals were thrown there on the spot! And even the fragment he obtained was actually guided by unseen forces, leading him to discover the spaceship!

“Mental waves? How could they guide me?” Luo Feng asked urgently.

This thing was too terrifying.

“It’s not as strong as you imagine,” Babetta said. “It’s inherently very weak, only subconsciously influencing you. You were already aimlessly searching underground, and I subtly guided you in your subconscious, so you naturally moved in that direction. If I guided you and said—’kill yourself!’—you’d obviously awaken, would you agree to that?”

Luo Feng nodded.

Indeed, back then he had even spoken on the phone with Xu Xin, and his consciousness was clearly awake.

“Let’s not dwell on that. Hurry up and bond with the Moyun Vine,” Babetta urged. “Just cut your wrist. The Moyun Vine requires quite a bit of blood to recognize its master.”

Cut his wrist?

Not a big danger for a Stellar Level warrior. Although surprised, Luo Feng still slashed his wrist. Hiss! He brought his cut wrist close to the Moyun Vine seedling. The seedling rapidly absorbed his blood. With Luo Feng’s cellular activity, his wrist wound quickly healed, forcing Luo Feng to reluctantly cut it again!

“Whoosh!” A blood-red grape-like fruit appeared out of nowhere, landing directly on the Moyun Vine seedling. Immediately, thick vines wrapped around it.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

Crimson lightning began coursing across the Moyun Vine seedling.

“What’s happening, Babetta?” Luo Feng asked urgently. That fruit must have been placed by Babetta. Besides himself, only Babetta, located within the crystal core with storage space, could have done this.

“First cultivation of the Moyun Vine!” Babetta explained. “I’ve always been afraid to cultivate the Moyun Vine seedling because once cultivated and strengthened, if your power level is weaker than it, you won’t be able to control it! So all these years, I’ve only been laying the foundation for it. Now that the Moyun Vine is beginning its master bonding, it’s the perfect opportunity for the first cultivation!”

“It’s like your Earth babies—mother’s milk is very important. The first cultivation of the Moyun Vine, the items it consumes are also very important.”

“First, it must be a treasure, second, it must be consumable by the Moyun Vine seedling,” Babetta explained. “That fruit just now was specially prepared by your teacher for this Moyun Vine. In terms of price, it’s even more expensive than your fragment.”

Luo Feng was stunned.

Babetta casually tossed out a fruit more valuable than a fragment of ‘Chihun Tongmu’—indicating Babetta had a private treasure stash.

“You said earlier that what the teacher gave me was all there was,” Luo Feng couldn’t help but say.

“What he gave you was all. What’s in my storage space is reserved for the Moyun Vine. Don’t even think about the treasures in my storage space. I will cultivate you strictly according to my master’s plan,” Babetta said smugly from the wrist space.

As they talked…

The Moyun Vine seedling’s color changed from green to dark red, with faint red threads visibly coursing across its surface.

“You can put it away now. You can directly integrate it into your skin. This first cultivation… the fruit I gave was too powerful, so it will take a long time to digest,” Babetta said. Luo Feng curiously reached out to touch the nearby Moyun Vine, instantly feeling a connection. The Moyun Vine’s consciousness transmitted its usage methods to Luo Feng.

The control was indeed very simple.

At Luo Feng’s will, the Moyun Vine rapidly shrank, resembling a half-meter-long riding crop, then quickly merged into Luo Feng’s skin and vanished.

It felt like wearing a cool layer of clothing—very comfortable!

Moreover, the Moyun Vine’s simple consciousness was very attached to Luo Feng, like a child toward its parents. Luo Feng also felt… the Moyun Vine was like an infant.

“This Moyun Vine seedling, even in its first cultivation, is already this impressive. Its starting point far surpasses other Moyun Vines. Once it completes its first evolution, it can become your helper. At that time, even the Black God Suit won’t be as useful,” Babetta was very proud. “I dare say, there are very few in the entire Black Dragon Mountain Empire who would be this extravagant, doing this for the first cultivation!”

Luo Feng had already gotten used to Babetta’s arrogance.

“Babetta, when I use the blade fragment, what level of warrior can I handle?” Luo Feng asked the question he had long wanted to ask.

“You? Hmm, your current utilization of mental power is still very crude, and your use of this ‘Chihun Tongmu’ fragment is also too simple. I estimate you can handle a general Sixth Stage Stellar Level warrior! Regardless, this thing is a treasure even an Immortal warrior would find difficult to damage,” the small figure ‘Babetta’ in the black robe shook his head in the wrist space. “But once you get home, I’ll have you receive your teacher’s inheritance. After some basic intensive training, you’ll be able to handle a general Eighth Stage Stellar Level warrior. That Thunder God… if he really fights to the death, he probably won’t be your match.”

Luo Feng was shocked inside…

Thunder God?

“Shocked? You don’t know who I, Babetta, am? You’re the only disciple of Yimo Star, using Chihun Tongmu. defeating a self-taught warrior, surpassing seven or eight stages isn’t normal?” Babetta was confidently arrogant. “Your teacher was an Immortal warrior! And not just any Immortal, but an Immortal among Immortals.”

Luo Feng muttered inwardly…

Only to be eventually killed by an even more terrifying existence among Immortals.

“By the way, Babetta, exactly why was my teacher killed by the other party?” Luo Feng was very curious. A being who roamed the universe, existing eternally—what kind of battle could have caused his death?

“You want to know?” Babetta asked in return.

“Yeah,” Luo Feng nodded.

“If you want to know, become an Immortal first,” the pale-faced little Babetta in the wrist space gave his signature mischievous smile.

“An Immortal…” Luo Feng was speechless.

Too far away.

It would take over 100,000 years just to become a World Lord. How long to become an Immortal? China’s entire cultural history was only 5,000 years!

The deep blue triangular intelligent fighter flew over Yangzhou City, Jiangnan Base City, in the dead of night.

Inside Mingyue Residential Quarter, Luo Feng’s home still had its lights on. His younger brother, mother, and others stood at the front yard’s gate.

Luo Feng had already called ahead, saying he was about to arrive.

“Dad, Mom. Look, the fighter,” Luo Hua said to his father in a wheelchair and his mother eagerly waiting beside him.

“Xiaofeng is back.”

The entire family watched in delighted astonishment as a deep-blue fighter jet gracefully descended from the heavens, touching down on the lawn barely a hundred meters from their home. With a hiss, the cockpit hatch slid open, revealing Luo Feng clad in sleek black combat armor. Stepping out with a radiant smile, he called out warmly, “Dad! Mom!”

“Mom, Dad!”