Zhenyan sat cross-legged upon the verdant grass, lost in contemplation for a brief moment before giving a solemn nod. “Very well. The highest-point quest has already been fulfilled. What remains for the Domain Lord tier are but fragmented missions. Even combined, they offer only a modest sum of points. If your heart is set on dedicating yourself solely to cultivation within Chaos City—since you aspire to ascend to the Monarch level… then, I shall bestow upon you all the gifts I have prepared in your name.”
“Gifts?” Luo Feng was taken aback.
Zhenyan laughed heartily. “You are my direct disciple, and the Monarch stage is the most crucial phase in one’s entire cultivation journey. If I don’t assist you at this stage, how can I call myself your master? Now, enter the Virtual Universe. I will give you the secret techniques and scriptures.”
“Yes, Master!” Luo Feng nodded eagerly.
…
Inside the Virtual Universe’s Primitive Zone, within Luo Feng’s estate.
Luo Feng stood in the courtyard, gazing at the sky, when a figure flew down—Zhenyan himself. Zhenyan carried a massive iron crate, nearly two meters in length, width, and height, appearing like a cargo container from a ship.
“This is…?” Luo Feng was stunned. Usually, secret techniques and scriptures were stored in small briefcases. Yet his master, Zhenyan, had brought such a colossal cargo crate. How many secret texts could it possibly hold?
“Come in,” Zhenyan said, carrying the crate directly into the living room.
With a single motion, he tossed it aside. *Boom!* The crate landed flat in the center of the room.
“At the Monarch level, you must create your own secret techniques, and your comprehension will be the fastest. Therefore, you need the absolute best secret techniques and scriptures!” Zhenyan laughed, pointing at the crate with a proud gleam in his eyes.
“Master, I can obtain these secret techniques myself,” Luo Feng began to protest.
Zhenyan scoffed, “What good are your measly points? At best, they might fetch you some mediocre techniques. The true arcane arts of the cosmic overlords remain forever beyond your grasp. Even the *Chronicles of Space-Time*—a mere scholarly reference—commands a price of 100 billion points. As for the supreme combat doctrines and profound cultivation manuals? With your pitiful million points? Utterly unattainable. Worthless!”
Luo Feng immediately fell silent.
“A million points? Mere pocket change!” declared Zhenyan, whose power bordered on that of a Cosmic Sovereign, as though stating the most obvious truth.
“Take a look,” Zhenyan stepped forward and forcefully unlatched the crate.
*Crash!*
The iron door of the crate swung open, revealing neatly arranged books within. The thinnest books were still twenty centimeters thick. The thickest book was an entire meter long, a meter wide, and half a meter thick. It was forged entirely from a dark golden metal. There were three such books made of this dark golden metal!
Those three alone occupied a large portion of the crate, with many other densely packed books around them.
“There are 106 common secret techniques and one rare set inside,” Zhenyan said with a smile. “The 106 common techniques are relatively inexpensive, costing only a few million points in total. They are designed to assist and inspire you—covering research, weapon forging, and self-created techniques.”
Luo Feng’s eyes lit up as he nodded eagerly.
These 106 techniques seemed to cover every possible field.
“As for this set!” Zhenyan pointed at the three thick, dark golden books. “This one is expensive.”
A set, three volumes in total.
Each volume was a meter long and wide, half a meter thick.
“How expensive?” Luo Feng asked urgently.
“8 billion points,” Zhenyan said with a grin, his eyes fixed intently on Luo Feng.
Luo Feng’s eyes widened.
Heaven!
8 billion points!
This amount could bankrupt even an Eternal King. However, for Zhenyan, one of the most powerful Kings, even rivaling the weakest Cosmic Sovereigns, it was manageable. Still, it was a massive expenditure for Zhenyan. Luo Feng was stunned by the sheer magnitude of the gift.
Celestials could exchange riches for points—1 Yuanzi for 1 point. For an Eternal, 8 billion Yuanzi represented an astronomical fortune!
Due to Earth, Luo Feng had signed a contract with the Virtual Universe.
But that wealth would be paid in three installments.
Before becoming an Immortal, Luo Feng had received less than 100 million Yuanzi. Only after becoming an Immortal would he gain access to nearly 50 billion Yuanzi. However, the Golden-Horned Beast’s path to Immortality was extremely difficult—nobody knew when it would happen.
“Haha, to gather these 8 billion points, I’ve spent most of my savings,” Zhenyan laughed openly with Luo Feng. “In the future, if I want to exchange for more, I’ll probably have to use real currency.”
“Master,” Luo Feng interjected, “I can’t accept this. This…”
Back when Zhenyan had recommended *Chronicles of Space-Time*, he mentioned he couldn’t even afford a complete set himself. A full collection of *Chronicles of Space-Time* cost 100 billion credits. So, 8 billion credits was still an astronomical investment for Zhenyan.
In truth, Zhenyan didn’t possess that many points. Yet, much like Luo Feng’s assets—which were largely tied up in treasures such as the *Stone God Water* and nearly ten thousand Blood-Net Crystals—Zhenyan, as a supreme being, also held numerous treasures. His true wealth far exceeded that of an ordinary Eternal King. Were he willing to liquidate his treasures, he could amass a considerable fortune.
“Master is but a single step away from attaining the Cosmic Sovereign realm. External treasures hold no value to me now,” Zhenyan sighed, shaking his head. “Across countless eons, I’ve scarcely expended my resources. Nurturing you and your senior brothers has cost me little effort. Yet for your predecessors, never did I spend more than a billion merit points. For you alone, I have broken this limit.”
Luo Feng looked at Zhenyan in confusion. “Why?”
“I have observed your swordsmanship, your control over the Divine Spirit Weapon, and your claw techniques,” Zhenyan said solemnly. “I noticed that, intentionally or not, you combine the Gold Elemental Laws and the Spatial Laws in a very clever way. Therefore, I know of a rare set of secret techniques that would be perfect for you.”
Luo Feng smiled wryly.
Clever combination?
Because he had been studying the *Beast God’s Intent* all along. The Beast God was a being who had mastered the Spatial and Gold Elemental Laws to perfection. After grasping a hint of the *Beast God’s Intent*, when he practiced before his master, he naturally displayed a subtle essence of it.
“This set of secret techniques is absolutely perfect for you,” Zhenyan said with anticipation in his eyes. “Once you attain mastery, your strength will rival mine. If you can match my level, even against a common Cosmic Sovereign, you might survive.”
“Work hard,” Zhenyan patted Luo Feng’s head, laughed, and vanished in an instant.
Luo Feng looked at the 106 common secret techniques and one rare set—hundreds of books in total—within the crate, deeply grateful.
“Master!”
“I will always remember this kindness,” Luo Feng resolved to achieve greatness and repay his master in the future.
Over the years, Zhenyan’s family and loved ones had long since passed away. Thus, he treated his cherished disciples like his own children. A master is like a father… and now, he had directly gifted these precious secret techniques. Even if his disciple perished in the future, all would be in vain, yet Zhenyan still did it.
This was also why Zhenyan’s disciples were so united—none wished to sadden their master.
…
The 107 sets of scriptures, totaling 582 books, were quickly moved by Luo Feng to his study.
“106 sets of common scriptures. Purchased through the treasure vault, they still cost nearly 6 million points,” Luo Feng marveled. These scriptures, labeled as common by Zhenyan, were in fact superior to the *Shadow Secrets* in nearly every way.
“This rare set.”
Luo Feng looked at the three dark golden metal books before him. Each book’s cover bore only a single character—”One,” “Two,” “Three”—indicating the first, second, and third volumes, with no other words.
He gently opened the first volume.
The first page read—
“From the evolution of the Primordial Universe arose countless races and many miraculous lifeforms. Among them was a mighty Beast God, a naturally born supreme being of the cosmos. His body was a fusion of the Spatial Laws and the Gold Elemental Laws. Every claw strike, tail lash, or charge contained the profound truths of the universe. I, Xiluoduo, based on the Beast God, created the ultimate technique *Seven Slaughters of the Beast God*, also known as *Seven Transformations of the Divine Spirit*.”
*Seven Slaughters of the Beast God* (*Seven Transformations of the Divine Spirit*).
Mastering the first three layers grants invincibility below the rank of Cosmic Sovereign.
Mastering the first six layers grants invincibility below the rank of Cosmic Emperor.
Mastering the seventh layer transforms one into a true Beast God, as if the Beast God himself has returned, rivaling a Cosmic Emperor and standing at the peak of the universe.
“I created *Seven Slaughters of the Beast God* (*Seven Transformations of the Divine Spirit*) but only mastered the first six layers. The seventh layer remains incomplete, merely my imagination. To transform into a true Beast God, as if the Beast God himself has returned, is extremely difficult—difficult—difficult! I hope that future descendants of the Golden-Horned Race may complete and master the seventh layer.”
Luo Feng was completely stunned by what he read.
Xiluoduo?
The ultimate technique of the greatest being of the Golden-Horned Race?
“Mastering the first six layers grants invincibility below the Cosmic Emperor? And mastering the seventh layer rivals a Cosmic Emperor? Such a terrifying secret technique… and it’s even cheaper than the *Notes on Space-Time*? That can’t be right.” Luo Feng was astonished and quickly flipped to the second and third volumes. As he read, a sense of regret arose in his heart.
His suspicion was confirmed.
These three volumes only contained the first three layers of *Seven Slaughters of the Beast God* (*Seven Transformations of the Divine Spirit*), the upper section.
“So it’s only the upper section. Mastering the first three layers grants invincibility below the Cosmic Sovereign, reaching a level comparable to my master. This upper section alone is worth 8 billion points,” Luo Feng pondered. Now he finally grasped the true might of the great Xiluoduo.
No wonder—
No wonder Xiluoduo could single-handedly defend the Golden-Horned Race, deterring all challengers. He had already reached a level of invincibility below the Cosmic Emperor.
“Cosmic Emperor? Could it be that Void Gold Emperor, Chaos Emperor, and the Beast God are all at that level?” Luo Feng pondered silently.
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