Chapter 593: Threat

The Core Tier of the Virtual Cosmos Company holds a qualification battle for Cosmic-level status every hundred years. Among each round of these battles, the most anticipated event is undoubtedly the ‘Struggle for the Primal Secret Realm Quota’. Firstly, in each qualification battle, there is only one single quota for the Primal Secret Realm up for grabs by the geniuses. Secondly, the mere mention of the words “Primal Secret Realm” is enough to ignite a fervor among all the core geniuses.

“Victory with flair!”

“It’s Luo Feng from the Qianwu Cosmic Nation again!”

“His record is already 3 wins, 0 draws, 0 losses!”

In a restaurant within the public area of Yuxiang Mountain, many geniuses had screens open before them, broadcasting the duel between “Luo Feng and Longyun.” They discussed loudly. For this group of geniuses who were about to face the qualification battle of the Doomsday Secret Realm and the Heaven-Earth Secret Realm, the struggle for the Primal Secret Realm quota was undoubtedly the pinnacle of contests, and naturally, everyone eagerly anticipated seeing who would ultimately leap over the dragon gate.

Before this match even began, nearly 100% of the core members were convinced Luo Feng would emerge victorious, and the outcome indeed turned out as expected. Luo Feng won decisively and effortlessly.

“Luo Feng defeating Longyun didn’t even require him to unleash his Sword World; a single ‘Totem Golden Pillar’ would probably have sufficed. Longyun is just too far beneath him.”

“Among the six contenders in this round of the qualification battle’s ‘Struggle,’ Longyun is clearly the weakest. Luo Feng was actually giving him too much credit just now.”

“Don’t you understand anything? Luo Feng and Longyun are geniuses from the same cohort of the Genius Competition, sharing a bond of camaraderie, perhaps even close friends. Since victory was certain, showing a little respect to the opponent is simply a gesture of grace.” A silver-skinned youth with hundreds of tiny braids said from beside the table.

At once, the others in the restaurant chimed in agreement.

“Of the six contenders in this round of the qualification battle’s Struggle, only two have yet to suffer a defeat!”

“Luo Feng and Kurofu, both undefeated!”

“Who do you think will ultimately enter the Primal Secret Realm? Let’s hear your thoughts! Who will make it into the Primal Secret Realm?” The restaurant buzzed with even more excitement. Geniuses from various cosmic nations of the human race discussed fervently, though clearly the majority favored the werewolf, Kurofu.

Sitting in the central position of the restaurant, a shockingly obese man with a blood-red mouth and glowing red eyes sneered, “Luo Feng? He’s definitely going to lose to Kurofu. And he might not even get past Yufeng!”

Luo Feng’s fourth match was indeed against the Alchemist Yufeng.

“The Alchemist Yufeng?”

The restaurant fell silent instantly.

It wasn’t because Yufeng was particularly intimidating, but the implications of the profession ‘Alchemist’ made the group of geniuses involuntarily shudder.

Three victories in three battles. Now, Bolan, Longyun, Yufeng, and Moluo had all tasted defeat, leaving only Luo Feng and Kurofu undefeated.

“I must defeat Yufeng!”

“Once I beat Yufeng, I will have four consecutive victories.” Luo Feng mused to himself, “Then it will be a final showdown with Kurofu. If I lose, I remain in the Tai Chu Secret Realm; if I win, I will break through into the Primal Secret Realm!”

“Yufeng?”

Luo Feng sat at his desk, staring at the notebook screen before him, which displayed a wealth of information about alchemists. In truth, among the vast cosmos, humans have many unconventional evolutionary paths. The so-called warriors and mentalists are merely the most basic and generalized classifications.

There are also specialists who control puppets—’Puppeteers,’ those who battle using powerful beasts—’Beast Tamers,’ and those who study the various strange substances of the cosmos—’Alchemists’…

These are all professions capable of surpassing mightier adversaries. For instance, one who can tame an extraordinarily powerful beast will naturally become formidable in strength. However, the unorthodox paths of cosmic evolution also signify that the ‘Path of the Strong’ is narrower and more treacherous. Many who lack profound comprehension of the cosmic laws often choose to tread these unconventional routes.

Yet, unconventional does not mean mainstream!

Over 99.99999…% of those who take these paths fail. It can be said that rising through unconventional routes is extremely difficult!

Alchemists are hailed as ‘cosmic researchers.’

They study all sorts of peculiar substances in the cosmos, examining the different properties of these materials, dissecting and analyzing them, and then performing various intricate operations according to their own ideas, ultimately creating potions tailored to their needs! These potions come in a myriad of forms—perhaps powder, perhaps granules, perhaps a flower, perhaps a tree, even perhaps a blade.

In short, the ‘potions’ of alchemists are unpredictable and mysterious.

As for their effects, they vary in strength.

Through the evolution of life, Cosmic-level powerhouses can engage in battles upon white dwarfs, impervious to the devastation wrought by cosmic rays, super magnetic fields, extreme heat, and crushing gravity. In other words, their vitality is extraordinarily tenacious! Thus, harming such powerhouses through potions is an exceedingly formidable task.

However—

There are indeed successful cases! Perhaps a certain Cosmic-level alchemist, by some stroke of luck, creates a potion capable of threatening an ‘Immortal Deity’! Such instances exist in cosmic history, albeit extremely rare and difficult.

Even knowing the method of creation, simply following the steps to make it is still very challenging.

The creation of potions involves an extremely complex process. Some potions cannot even be recreated by their own creators.

Alchemists can be summarized in one sentence: research-oriented warriors who study the cosmos to create potions!

For example, some ‘mists’ generated naturally in cosmic secret realms can even cause Immortal Deities to faint and fall into a deep sleep. This ‘mist’ is a naturally occurring potion; as long as a method of ‘storage’ and ‘release’ is discovered, it can be used in combat. However, the more dangerous they are, the more difficult they are to control.

“The power of alchemists lies in their potions,” Luo Feng frowned. “Winning against him last time doesn’t mean I can win again this time. I must stay vigilant.”

“Luo Feng, your fourth match in the struggle for the Primal Secret Realm membership has begun. Your opponent is Yufeng!” The voice of the Virtual Cosmos system echoed in Luo Feng’s ears, and instantly a force swept over him.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng was instantly teleported to the battlefield!

In an enormous laboratory covering more than 30,000 square meters, there were several zones such as the ‘Mechanical Experiment Area,’ ‘Biological Experiment Area,’ ‘Energy Zone,’ and ‘Cultivation Area.’ The sheer number of instruments and equipment used here exceeded a million different types. Yufeng, with excitement and anticipation in his eyes, was using his mental force to control the mixing of potions.

“Luo Feng’s mental pressure is formidable, so the potions with soul-penetrating effects that are normally most effective against mentalists are actually of little use.”

“Therefore, I must affect his soul through his physical body!”

“This is the 1,892nd failure! This time, I must succeed!”

Yufeng extracted the primary base ingredient for the potion, ‘Fish Crystal Mother Liquid,’ and quickly began the mixing process. Ever since his defeat to Luo Feng in the qualification battle, he had quickly realized his previous tactical mistake! According to his estimation, the ‘Fish Crystal Mother Liquid’ should be able to produce a more potent potion.

In his previous match, he had successfully defeated Bolan with ‘Fish Crystal No. 18!’

Now, he needed to develop ‘Fish Crystal No. 19.’

“There’s only 0.0001 seconds to act; if I miss the ‘Norse Factor,’ it will evaporate.” Without hesitation, Yufeng continued his mixing, sometimes lightning-fast, sometimes as slow as a gentle breeze. Some potions required the infusion of ‘Primordial Force’ or ‘Mental Force,’ which is why alchemists’ potions were generally not to be tampered with by the uninitiated, as without understanding the field, one could easily end up poisoning oneself.

“Hisss!”

Suddenly, a pinkish hue appeared in the air ahead, gradually fading until it was colorless, as if nothing had ever been there. At the same time, a black orb on the test bench instantly turned into a pink orb.

“Finally succeeded!” Yufeng reached out and grabbed the pink orb.

“In the real world, I’ve already successfully created Fish Crystal No. 19. But the rules of the Virtual Cosmos system are truly a hassle.” Yufeng shook his head. Warriors and mentalists could directly obtain various weapons and armor. However, alchemists couldn’t simply request any potion they wanted.

They could only request raw materials, and the materials’ cost was limited to under one Chaos Unit!

If they wanted to use any potion, they had to create it within the Virtual Cosmos; otherwise, it was strictly prohibited. This was to prevent ‘cheating.’

“Yufeng, your fourth match in the struggle for the Primal Secret Realm membership has begun. Your opponent is Luo Feng!” The voice of the Virtual Cosmos system echoed in his ears, causing Yufeng to exhale in relief. The timing was perfect—he had just finished creating Potion No. 19 moments before the battle started. Truly fortunate.

Whoosh!

Yufeng was also teleported away.

The wind howled like ghostly wails, sand swirling in the air, the sky and earth merging into a vast, endless expanse.

Luo Feng, clad in a dark red battle suit, hovered midair, unmoved even by the storm of sand and wind that couldn’t even ruffle his hair.

“Newcomer!”

A shadow appeared in the distance, standing on the air, and then a winged platform materialized beneath his feet.

Luo Feng, standing atop the Dark Cloud Shuttle, gazed at Yufeng, who was shrouded in a black robe, able to see only his pair of incredibly calm eyes. Every alchemist was extremely calm, or rather, extremely passionate; otherwise, they could never endure the tedium of countless failures in research.

“You won last time, and I sent you an email then… saying that you wouldn’t be so lucky next time!” There was a hint of excitement in Yufeng’s voice. “Indeed, at the very last moment before this battle, I finally completed ‘Potion No. 19.’ This is my fortune, and your misfortune!”

“Don’t waste words!” There was a flicker of excitement in Luo Feng’s eyes.

He had little experience fighting alchemists. He held a deep respect for the profession; anyone who managed to rise as an alchemist was an extraordinary figure.

“Let’s fight!” Luo Feng roared.

Boom!

Instantly, countless golden beams shot in all directions, transforming the swirling sand and wind around into an endless sword-energy world. A pure white sword-energy world emerged, with countless sword-energies darting about like fish, and Luo Feng stood as the god and sole master of this Sword World!

“Condense!”

In an instant, five wisps of pale golden sword-energy coalesced before Luo Feng, each shaped like a sword tip.

“Hahahaha…” Yufeng, cloaked in black robes, threw his head back in laughter. At the same time, countless black threads shot out from his body, and with his mental force, Yufeng manipulated the threads into a net, directly ensnaring Luo Feng.

“Go!”

As Luo Feng was about to control the sword-energy, he suddenly felt an infinite, piercing pain throughout his entire body…