Since ancient times, prodigies have walked strange paths; I do not drift with Hundred Boats!

"Yes," Su Tu answered truthfully.

This Golden Body Skill was indeed extraordinary. Every movement concealed countless mysteries, and with Old Zhou's guidance, the qi and blood within Su Tu's body had stirred somewhat. But only somewhat.

The moment Su Tu's words fell, the entire Body Tempering Room sank into silence.

The students watching nearby could not help but draw sharp breaths one after another.

Though the sentence was brief, what it contained was simply too shocking.

A Seventh Grade Base Skill, and he felt absolutely nothing???

Listen to that!! Should those two phrases even be put together???

What did a Seventh Grade Base Skill represent? Among the Federation's younger generation, anyone capable of forging a Martial Dao Foundation with a Seventh Grade Base Skill was without exception a supreme Martial Dao prodigy!!

Once such figures matured, they would surely roam the stars and walk the Myriad Realms. The existence of a single one of them could lay an immortal foundation for an entire family.

Looking across the Federation's fifteen New Stars and the countless Human Race, only the very top handful of prodigies were qualified to forge their foundations with such a Base Skill.

And yet, this Youth who had never once left the Ancestral Star actually felt nothing??

In other words, a Seventh Grade Base Skill was not worthy of him!!

"My heavens, what family did this monster come from?!"

"He definitely cannot be an ordinary person. Perhaps he is a prodigy produced by some hidden family after gathering ten thousand years of strength!"

"Hiss!! Even a Seventh Grade Base Skill is not worthy of him?"

These favored children of heaven from Ancestral Star aristocratic families and New Star powers all felt their minds go numb.

Luo Fan and Mo Ya in particular came from New Stars. More than the others, they understood what a Seventh Grade Base Skill represented—and likewise, what it meant when even a Seventh Grade Base Skill could not forge one's foundation!!

"This man can only be befriended, never offended!"

Luo Fan thought this, but the others shared the same thought as well.

When they had first opened their eyes and seen Su Tu being guided through a Base Skill, they had actually felt a measure of disdain.

Yet before that emotion could even spread, it had been strangled in the cradle.

Compared to the stunned crowd, Zhou Wuliang's eyes now shone with an indescribable delight.

He had never expected to pick up such a treasure.

For an instant, he even wanted to take Su Tu as his disciple rather than merely his student.

Even in all his travels across the stars, he had seen only a handful of such prodigies. Those people were now in the Federation, blazing like the midday sun.

"Good Fortune truly toyed with people. I never expected to encounter such a prodigy on the Ancestral Star."

Zhou Wuliang looked at Su Tu with a complicated expression. For various reasons, he suppressed his desire to accept Su Tu as a disciple.

Then he grabbed Su Tu, and his figure instantly vanished from the Body Tempering Room.

The people around them had not even seen how the two had disappeared.

Only Li Hu wore a complicated look.

"Master, you are going to take out that Base Skill—the one you obtained from the Heavens..."

By then, Zhou Wuliang had already brought Su Tu back to the original wooden hut.

Su Tu only felt a brief blur before he appeared here. Such speed was simply unheard of; calling it teleportation would not have been an exaggeration.

"Xiao Tu, your Bone Root aptitude is extraordinarily terrifying. Even a Seventh Grade Base Skill cannot allow you to forge a Martial Dao Foundation. At present, I no longer possess a Base Skill that can lead you into Martial Dao."

"I will give you two choices. First, I can search for an Eighth Grade Base Skill to help you enter Martial Dao, but that may take quite some time."

Zhou Wuliang spoke solemnly.

Seventh Grade Base Skills were already exceedingly rare, while Eighth Grade Base Skills could be called "star treasures," meaning treasures that could be exchanged for an entire planet.

That alone showed how precious an Eighth Grade Base Skill was. Even though Zhou Wuliang had an extraordinary background, an Eighth Grade Base Skill was not something easily acquired.

Su Tu did not yet know precisely how precious an Eighth Grade Base Skill was, but from the old man's expression, he could roughly infer it.

"Teacher, what is the other choice?"

Su Tu spoke. There were only three months left until the Martial Examination, and what he lacked most was time. It would surely take Zhou Wuliang considerable time to find a new Base Skill, and he did not wish to wait.

"That would be this." As Zhou Wuliang spoke, he reached into empty air and clenched his hand. A tattered book immediately appeared in his grasp.

"This Base Skill is exceedingly mysterious. Among every Base Skill I have seen in my life, it can be ranked at the head. Even Eighth Grade and Ninth Grade Base Skills cannot compare to it!

"A thousand people behold this Base Skill, a thousand visions arise. What each person senses from it is different.

"There was once a Martial Dao New Star who destroyed his own Base Skill and wished to forge his foundation with this one. But he failed. His flesh collapsed, his mind sank, and he became a cripple."

"But if you succeed..." Astonishing light burst from Zhou Wuliang's eyes.

"You will have a chance to forge a peerless foundation. Even across the entire river of stars, it would stand upon the summit beneath the vault of heaven. Your future achievements would be boundless!!!"

Upon hearing this, Su Tu did not hesitate in the slightest. He rose directly to his feet and said to Zhou Wuliang, "Teacher, I want to try!!"

Unlike other prodigies, to Su Tu, the essence of a Base Skill was merely a form of bodily training. And as long as it was training, no matter how arduous it might be, in the end it would be nothing more than a string of numbers on his panel!

This was where his system was truly terrifying.

At the end of the day, it is merely another way to train the body!! Su Tu thought.

Zhou Wuliang looked at the Youth before him, who had not hesitated in the slightest, but he did not hand over the booklet. Instead, he asked once more, "Have you thought this through?"

"If you fail, you may end up..."

"Teacher, since ancient times, prodigies have walked strange paths; I do not drift with Hundred Boats!"

"I want to try!!" Su Tu declared, each word striking the ground like iron.

Seeing this, Zhou Wuliang said no more and handed the tattered booklet to Su Tu.

The instant it touched his hands, Su Tu felt the weight of ages emanating from the booklet. It was an indescribable sensation; holding it in his hands, he simply knew.

He opened the booklet. There were neither words nor images inside.

Instead, there was a door!!

Su Tu felt everything around him scatter away like dust in his hand. The surrounding scene was vanishing, and he uncontrollably walked into that door.

"This is!!!" He stared at everything before him in disbelief.

This was a vast stellar universe, filled with deathly silence. Crimson blood surged from the end of the universe, and wherever it passed, all things transformed into the Uncanny!!

Mighty corpses sank above the river of stars. Their bodies were obscured by an unseen void, yet merely a revealed corner was enough to shake several planets into annihilation.

A bizarre Beast lay sprawled across a star, roaring. Its entire body was bound in shackles, unable to move in the slightest, yet beneath its feet were planet after planet, with countless living beings wailing beneath them.

And it was not over. Su Tu's perspective continued to rise. It was as though he were watching a film unlike any other, the entire All-Heavens Universe no more than a grand play.

As his perspective rose, Su Tu saw that the Blood Sea blanketing and crushing everything was actually a single Blood Pearl. Those mighty corpses resembled broken toys, while the so-called bizarre Beast was merely a Watchdog.

Everything before Su Tu was simply too shocking.

A wave of chanting suddenly sounded beside his ears. A supremely mighty figure, whose radiance illuminated the heavens, slowly appeared before him.

The figure began to move. Every stance, every motion, carried an indescribable Dao!!!

At that moment, outside, Su Tu's eyes were slightly closed, and his body began to move. Even Zhou Wuliang could not see his movements clearly, as though some existence had deliberately twisted his perception.

Yet Zhou Wuliang seemed to have known all along.

"It worked!!" Zhou Wuliang's expression turned solemn and delighted, as if he had witnessed some miracle. Thunder Light flickered in the hand he had placed on Su Tu, and streams of qi began rapidly coursing through Su Tu's body.

This Base Skill had an extraordinary origin. Anyone who gained insight from it would have future achievements beyond imagination. Yet over countless millennia, those who had gained anything from it were few and far between—and now, this miracle stood right before him!!!

He could feel Su Tu's flesh opening new paths, his bloodline tearing apart, his acupoints trembling. Su Tu had finally entered Martial Dao!

"Wait... something is wrong." Zhou Wuliang sensed that his qi had successfully opened Su Tu's body and wanted to withdraw it, but to his surprise, he discovered that his qi seemed to have gone out of control, continuously surging into Su Tu's body.

"Interesting. Though this old man is no longer a Celestial Being, could guiding qi for a child who has not even entered the ranks possibly drain me dry?" Zhou Wuliang was in high spirits, a faint smile lifting his lips.

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