“I understand.” Luo Feng nodded solemnly.
The Insect Race?
Never had he imagined that after obtaining an Insect Race hive, he would soon face assassination by the Insect Race. Of course, the two events were not causally related.
“No matter who it is, if they want me dead, they can only dream. Even if I die, I will make sure to take a bite out of them.” Luo Feng began rapidly contemplating how best to deal with assassins from the Insect Race and other alien races. His mind calculated at a speed rivaling an intelligent light brain, continuously analyzing various strategies.
For instance, leaving his main Earthling body behind in a safe location while sending out his clones, such as the Mosha Clan clone carrying the original core—this plan seemed the safest, yet Luo Feng immediately dismissed it. Because if, at some point, his main Earthling body were killed, many would believe Luo Feng was truly dead, including the Virtual Universe Company.
Suppose at that time, another Earthling body was formed again within his inner world.
Then Luo Feng reemerges!
Even a fool would realize something was off—Luo Feng must have some secret. No Domain Lord could possibly possess an “immortal body.”
“Only by keeping the original core on my person can I handle any situation. But carrying it around also brings danger,” Luo Feng mused.
He pondered for three seconds.
Luo Feng had already devised a plan—the best one he could think of at the moment.
“Alright, that’s settled.” He nodded to himself.
…
After chatting briefly with King Longjue, the latter returned to his resting pod. After all, the two white-robed men needed about three days to gather 100 units of Insect Race corpses. Luo Feng and King Longjue naturally wouldn’t chat idly for three days; they would rest in the pods in the meantime.
Inside the pod.
Luo Feng sat on a chair, directing a sliver of consciousness to connect to the Virtual Universe Network.
…
In the study of Luo Feng’s villa in the Yuxiang Mountain Wild Zone.
Luo Feng sat before his laptop, entering the treasure vault. The screen displayed eight categories: “Secret Techniques,” “Weapons,” “Rare Treasures,” “Technological Weapons,” “Materials,” “Tools,” “Lifeforms,” and “Other Special Items.” Luo Feng directly clicked on “Rare Treasures.”
Soon, he found ‘A World Within.’
World Villa: 0.02–0.1 Mixed Yuan Units
World House: 0.1–0.3 Mixed Yuan Units
World Belt: 0.3–3 Mixed Yuan Units
World Ring: 0.5–10 Mixed Yuan Units
…
Each category was meticulously classified—these were items containing a world within. Larger items were actually cheaper. For example, the world Luo Feng first entered during his interstellar mercenary exam was housed within a villa—the entire world was embedded within a single villa.
The smaller the item capable of containing a world, the more difficult it was to create!
A belt capable of holding a world.
If that world were instead embedded within a ring, the materials required would be far more expensive than those of the belt.
Therefore—
Creating a world itself wasn’t particularly costly; any World Lord could create a world, varying only in size. However, crafting a ‘World Ring’ was extremely expensive. Even the cheapest one in the Virtual Universe Company’s treasure vault cost 0.5 Mixed Yuan Units.
The range of 0.5–10 Mixed Yuan Units represented different spatial capacities.
The smallest was a world 10,000 kilometers in length, width, and height.
The largest was a world 100 million kilometers in each dimension.
The ring Luo Feng had been gifted on the Wulong Star Sector measured 100,000 kilometers in each dimension. The ring itself was worth about one Mixed Yuan Unit. For a customer purchasing goods worth over a million Mixed Yuan Units, giving a World Ring was nothing. As for garbage mountains—there were far too many to handle.
However—
World Rings were incomprehensibly more expensive than spatial rings. After all, even Cosmic-level experts usually owned spatial rings, and many Stellar-level experts had them too.
But!
The average total assets of a peak World Lord were around 10 Mixed Yuan Units. Most of their wealth was spent on cultivation, weapons, armor, and secret techniques. Some was spent on starships. Spending a tenth of their assets on a World Ring was nearly unthinkable. They would rather use their inner world, or at most create a World House, later refining it into a World Ring using more precious materials once they became Immortals.
Therefore—
Among those below Immortal rank, very few used World Rings unless they had powerful backgrounds and immense wealth.
“Purchase a World Ring.”
“F10 model, 100 million kilometers in length, width, and height.” Luo Feng clicked quickly.
As a member of the Primordial Secret Realm, he received a 30% discount—only 7 Mixed Yuan Units needed.
“Prince Luo Feng, we confirm your location is in the Wulong Star Sector. Someone will deliver it shortly.” A gentle female voice spoke.
“Not yet. Deliver it when I request.” Luo Feng ordered.
“Understood, Prince Luo Feng.”
Closing the laptop, Luo Feng smiled slightly.
A super-large World Ring was now his. Once he left the Wulong Star Sector storage area and retrieved the ring, his plans could begin.
“The Insect Race?”
“Wanting to kill me? Hmph… I’d rather lie dormant for a million years than repeat Kedi’s tragic fate!” Luo Feng muttered to himself. The chances of a genius dying prematurely were high—first, the path of cultivation itself was perilous; second, geniuses often attracted jealousy. Assassinations by alien races and internal factional struggles frequently endangered them.
After this incident, Luo Feng became even more cautious.
…
On the fourth day after the two white-robed men went to collect Insect Race corpses, they finally returned.
Outside the spaceship’s airlock.
“Lord.” The two white-robed men stood in space, respectfully bowing to King Longjue.
“Have you brought them?” King Longjue looked toward them.
“Yes, Lord.” They instantly summoned all the collected Insect Race corpses. Suddenly, two small mountains of corpses—each dozens of kilometers tall—materialized in the empty space.
Luo Feng gazed at the two floating insect corpse mountains in space and nodded slightly. Instantly, he absorbed both mountains directly into his inner world. Since absorbing into the inner world and into a World Ring felt exactly the same—both involved a ripple of world energy.
Thus, Luo Feng had previously absorbed the Insect Race hive into his inner world, and now he did the same with these Insect Race corpses.
“Luofeng, the Insect Race corpses are secured. No problem, right? You selected the 100 units.” King Longjue smiled at Luo Feng.
“Haha, of course no problem.” Luo Feng nodded with a smile.
As for the other 100 metal tags, Luo Feng had already given them to King Longjue.
“Now that the Insect Race corpses are secured, are you planning to go treasure-hunting in the garbage mountains?” King Longjue looked at Luo Feng. In fact, the reason he accompanied Luo Feng was out of habit—King Longjue never easily offended anyone with potential. However, accompanying Luo Feng for a few days was nothing. But if Luo Feng intended to go treasure-hunting in the garbage mountains…
That might take a much longer time.
Luo Feng naturally understood King Longjue’s thoughts and smiled, “It’s rare for me to come here, and with the World Ring you gifted me, I must go treasure-hunting in the garbage mountains. Still, King Longjue, you’ve already accompanied me these past few days, which has been troubling enough. From now on, I’ll just have these two guides accompany me.”
“Alright, that works.” King Longjue nodded without hesitation.
“You two will follow Prince Luo Feng. Remember, once the monitoring map detects others approaching, immediately avoid them. No one is allowed to get close to you.” King Longjue commanded solemnly.
“Yes, Lord.” The two white-robed men respectfully complied.
“Then I’ll take my leave. I wish Prince Luo Feng great fortune in finding priceless treasures in the garbage mountains.” King Longjue laughed at Luo Feng, “You were recently assassinated, but bad luck passes. After misfortune comes good fortune. Being attacked here in the Wulong Star Sector is a once-in-a-billion-years occurrence. It’s rarer than finding treasures in the garbage mountains.”
Luo Feng joked self-deprecatingly, “If I can survive an assassination, I should be able to find treasures too.”
“Haha, then I’ll be off first.”
King Longjue nodded slightly, then boarded his spaceship, quickly transforming into a streak of light disappearing into the distant star tunnel of the cargo zone.
The two white-robed men stood respectfully beside Luo Feng. One of them spoke, “Your Highness, the Wulong Star Sector is filled with garbage mountains. From where would you like to begin your treasure hunt?”
“We’ll randomly pick a location through interstellar travel.” Luo Feng shook his head with a smile, “At least this area just suffered an assassination—it probably isn’t my lucky zone.”
…
Aboard the standard spaceship, Luo Feng occasionally pointed to a location, initiating interstellar travel, then randomly selecting one or two garbage mountains to explore.
He didn’t know what he’d find until he dug—what a shock! These garbage mountains were indeed mostly worthless scraps and debris. Of course, even the least valuable debris was worth more than Earth’s diamonds, since they were remnants of inter-racial wars.
But even filling an entire World Ring measuring 100,000 kilometers in each dimension might not be worth 0.1 Mixed Yuan Units.
After all, 0.1 Mixed Yuan Units could buy an entire ordinary star system.
“Treasure hunting really depends on luck.”
“Let’s move on, interstellar travel again.”
…
Luo Feng was in a particularly good mood, completely unaffected by the assassination attempt or the matter of King Yanzhu. This itself was a reflection of his mental state.
…
“Head to the nearest docking point.” Luo Feng ordered.
“Yes, Prince Luo Feng.”
The two white-robed men responded, and the spaceship immediately initiated interstellar travel back to the Primordial Universe. A vast area around them was empty, with distant regions filled with endless cargo. Occasionally, a towering, massive garbage mountain appeared between the cargo—its volume far exceeding that of the cargo.
“Hmm?” Luo Feng slightly furrowed his brows.
He felt a vague pull, a summoning sensation affecting his entire body, as if every cell in his body were subtly boiling!
“What’s going on?” Luo Feng gazed into the distance.
Exactly in that direction, it felt as if a magnetic field were continuously acting upon his body.
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