Luo Feng closed the metallic book, his eyes gleaming with unrestrained joy.
Although his teacher, King Zhenyan, was an extraordinary expert, his strength was far inferior when compared to ‘Hierodo,’ the greatest leader in the entire history of the Mosha Clan. Moreover, King Zhenyan followed the path of ‘Warrior,’ and did not specialize in the study of spatial or golden elements. Thus, when Luo Feng read the foundational volume of Hierodo’s supreme techniques, he felt as if a veil had been lifted, and a brand new world unfolded before him.
He had never imagined that a Mentalist could be cultivated in such a way.
He had never imagined that a Mental Weapon could be forged in such a manner.
He had never imagined that secret techniques could be created like this.
…
“This is what a true Mentalist should be. This is what a real Mentalist should do,” Luo Feng marveled. “My mental amplitude exceeds 3200, surpassing many immortal Kings. According to what Senior Hierodo said, the most crucial aspect for a Mentalist is ‘mental amplitude.’ His foundational volume of supreme techniques places extremely high demands on mental amplitude.”
The foundational volume consisted of thirty-six layers.
These involved manipulating ordinary blades or small swords, devoid of any law inscriptions. Controlling thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of blades simultaneously was considered normal. Thus, the higher the mental amplitude, the better. It tested various aspects such as ‘control ability,’ ‘insight into laws,’ and ‘creation of secret techniques.’
“Barbara, memorize ‘The Thirty-Six Layers of Divine Mental Weapon’ as well,” Luo Feng instructed, connecting his consciousness with Barbara. A massive amount of information was exchanged rapidly.
With a processing speed comparable to an intelligent light computer, Barbara soon obtained a complete copy of the secret manual.
…
Inside the Tower of Secrets,
Luo Feng manipulated the metallic book in his hand, sending it flying before the group of twelve immortal Kings.
“Your Highness confirms that you have memorized everything?” asked the lead female immortal with green skin, her voice raspy.
Luo Feng nodded.
The twelve immortal Kings acknowledged him with nods, then each transformed into a hazy illusion and vanished.
“Let’s go,” Luo Feng turned and said.
“It seems you are quite happy, Your Highness,” said Dylan, walking beside him.
“I’ve gained a lot,” Luo Feng smiled. Nearby, the immortal King Chanyan beamed. Whether it was the Saint Stele or a secret manual, both were of immense value. Yet the Mosha Clan had allowed Luo Feng to obtain them freely—an investment, indeed. The more Luo Feng gained, the more he would remember this favor when he eventually became a high-ranking human official.
If Luo Feng turned out to be ungrateful, reaping benefits without acknowledging the kindness, the Mosha Clan would be powerless to act.
This was purely an investment.
…
The main entrance of the Tower of Secrets remained open perpetually as Luo Feng and his group walked out.
“It’s those fanatical youths from the Mosha Clan again,” Luo Feng glanced at the group of Domain-Level Ninth-Stage youths gathered outside the tower, then added in surprise, “Strange! Why aren’t they challenging me anymore? Usually, once these fanatical Mosha youths see me, they all rush to challenge me madly!”
Whoosh!
Thousands of Domain-Level Ninth-Stage youths gathered outside the tower suddenly parted, revealing two youths with black skin.
“Bei Chao?” Luo Feng immediately recognized one, then shifted his gaze to the other black-skinned youth beside Bei Chao. This youth exuded a naturally aloof and proud aura, somewhat similar to Bolan. Such an aura was often seen in those peerless, lonely geniuses who stood alone at the pinnacle. “Could this be the legendary elder brother of the Bei brothers—Bei Qiu?”
“Your Highness, that is indeed Bei Qiu,” Elder Chanyan transmitted mentally.
Dressed in purple battle armor, Bei Qiu’s eyes were icy as he scrutinized Luo Feng standing on the steps of the Tower of Secrets. His voice carried a trace of menace: “Human Luo Feng, I’ve heard you defeated my younger brother Bei Chao. You indeed possess some strength. I, Bei Qiu, now solemnly challenge you here before the Tower of Secrets! Will you dare to accept my challenge?”
Thousands of young Mosha Clan members outside the tower also stared at Luo Feng.
Bei Qiu’s gaze contained only menace and arrogance.
Luo Feng looked at him.
“Let’s go,” Luo Feng said, then bypassed the gathered youths and walked directly into the distance.
This surprised Elder Chanyan and Dylan slightly.
The gathered youths were stunned.
Was the human Luo Feng actually evading battle?
It was normal for a human to disdain fighting them, but Bei Qiu was the top genius among the Mosha Clan’s Domain-Level youths! Even if Luo Feng dared not fight, at least he should show some respect.
“Human Luo Feng!” Bei Qiu’s eyes flashed coldly as he roared furiously.
Yet Luo Feng continued walking away without even pausing.
“What? Are you afraid? Scared?” Bei Qiu shouted angrily. “Defeating my younger brother means nothing. If you defeat me… I dare say every Domain-Level Ninth-Stage member of our Mosha Clan will stop challenging you. But if you refuse my challenge, our Mosha Clan will never acknowledge you!”
…
Luo Feng, accompanied by Dylan and others, continued walking down the street, completely ignoring Bei Qiu’s furious shouts behind him.
“Your Highness?” Dylan looked at Luo Feng, puzzled.
“I don’t want to fight him,” Luo Feng shook his head.
“Previously, it was fine for you to refuse other Mosha Clan members, but refusing Bei Qiu is different. He is the most outstanding among this generation of the Mosha Clan’s Domain-Level youths. Without defeating him, countless Mosha Clan members will never acknowledge you. They will surely claim you only bully the weak and fear the strong,” Dylan transmitted mentally. “Of course, if Your Highness lacks confidence, accepting the challenge would likely result in defeat. It’s indeed better to refuse.”
“Are you thinking randomly again, Dylan?” Luo Feng chuckled.
Indeed.
Those familiar with his background and growth would assume he couldn’t match Bei Qiu.
Yet, after reaching the Monarch level and spending a month cultivating in the Saint Stele Tower, his normal law insight had reached the ninth level of the Heaven-Connecting Bridge. Once his mental amplitude of 3200 fully erupted, combined with ‘innate secret techniques’ and the Blood-Net Power’s doubling effect,
Luo Feng was fully confident in defeating Bei Qiu!
However, defeating Bei Qiu would first alert the Virtual Universe Company’s intelligence network. Given Dylan’s relationship with his teacher King Zhenyan, his teacher would also learn of it.
Defeating Bei Chao could be explained by his Blood Warrior identity and some special circumstances.
But defeating Bei Qiu… that would be difficult to explain.
“Many have experienced sudden power boosts from rare opportunities, like the countless prodigies in human history. Each had their unique encounters. If I display my strength again… the Virtual Universe Company might conclude I’ve obtained an extraordinary opportunity,” Luo Feng mused. “Actually, that’s correct. Obtaining the inheritance of the Demon Sound General at the Demon Sound Mountain and achieving a mental amplitude of over 3200 is indeed an extraordinary opportunity.”
Currently, his law insight was only at the ninth level.
His mental amplitude of over 3200 was the key to defeating Bei Qiu.
“It’s better not to stand out yet. My inheritance from the Demon Sound General was unintentionally acquired by taking the place meant for King Mengcang,” Luo Feng sighed inwardly. “For now, I should remain low-profile. After a few hundred more years of cultivation, even if my power bursts forth, it won’t attract too much attention.”
…
Luo Feng and his group returned to their training residence.
“Dylan, Elder Chanyan, I will first meditate for a while to study and organize the secret manual I obtained. We can leave afterward,” Luo Feng said, then entered the meditation chamber.
He had cultivated the Saint Stele and obtained the secret manual.
With the benefits secured, it was time to go.
…
Inside the meditation chamber, Luo Feng sat cross-legged, continuously recalling the detailed contents of the ‘Thirty-Six Layers of Divine Mental Weapon.’ Simultaneously, a fragment of his consciousness entered the virtual universe network, appearing in his estate training ground in the Primordial District, where he began attempting to cultivate.
Researching, experimenting, verifying!
Cross-referencing with the Beast God Statue and Ancient Holographic Images for deeper insight.
Cultivating a secret manual required first grasping its entirety, contemplating carefully how best to study and learn it thoroughly before committing to serious cultivation. As the saying goes, “Sharpening the axe doesn’t delay chopping firewood.” Luo Feng was now ‘sharpening the axe’ by organizing the entire secret manual.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye.
“The requirements are surprisingly high.”
“Using ordinary blades for attacks is indeed extremely difficult. However, this unique cultivation method devised by Senior Hierodo combines law insight, weapon forging, secret technique creation, and offensive power. It is truly remarkable,” Luo Feng smiled as he stood up. “In the future, I will study this manual from the perspective of secret technique creation.”
Then, Luo Feng opened the meditation chamber door and walked out.
…
This secret manual offered several cultivation paths.
Each path could lead to the highest level. Due to his extraordinary mental amplitude, Luo Feng decided to study it from the most difficult angle—’secret technique creation.’
…
As Luo Feng stepped into the courtyard, numerous figures appeared swiftly.
“Elder Chanyan,” Luo Feng said directly, “we should immediately head to the Elder Palace first to express gratitude and bid farewell! This time, the Elder Palace has helped me immensely, granting me the opportunity to cultivate and allowing me to choose a secret manual freely. I can’t just leave without saying a word.”
“Elder Chanyan nodded with a smile. “Before leaving the Sacred City, we should indeed visit the Elder Palace. However, Your Highness, there is something I should mention.”
“What is it?” Luo Feng asked, puzzled.
Elder Chanyan looked at Dylan beside him, who smiled and spoke, “Outside, during the three months you were in retreat, a massive number of Mosha Clan members gathered outside our training residence. Obviously, your refusal of Bei Qiu’s challenge has caused great dissatisfaction among many fanatical Mosha Clan members.”
“Many?” Luo Feng was surprised. He hadn’t felt anything.
“To avoid disturbing your retreat, I isolated the sounds around your meditation chamber,” Dylan explained.
“Thank you,” Luo Feng nodded.
“It wasn’t just large groups of Mosha Clan members coming to provoke us. That genius, Bei Qiu, has been sitting cross-legged on the street right outside our training residence for the entire three months,” Dylan continued.
Luo Feng was stunned.
“He has been sitting on the street, right outside our main entrance, motionless for three whole months,” Dylan added with a wry smile. “Therefore, even now, there are still over ten thousand Mosha Clan members sitting outside.”
“I…” Luo Feng was speechless.
“Let’s go,” Luo Feng said.
“To go outside?” Dylan and Elder Chanyan looked at Luo Feng.
“No!”
Luo Feng shook his head. “Ignore them. We fly straight to the Elder Palace.”
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