Transmigrating into Coiling Dragon, I Am a Lowgod Who Refined a Godspark

Coiling Dragon world, Yulan Plane, Qingya Continent, Xuanshen Island.

A blue-haired youth in black robes sat before a mechanical contraption, studying it intently.

"Lord Huosi, Bernas requests an audience!"

A respectful voice drifted in from outside.

"Enter."

The youth spoke calmly, his voice devoid of any warmth.

An old man clad in white robes walked slowly into the room, his face etched with reverence.

If anyone on the island were to see this, their jaws would likely drop in shock.

Because Bernas was the chairman of the Xuanshen Island council and its supreme ruler, yet he was so deferential to a seemingly unremarkable youth.

However, Bernas knew in his heart that everything he possessed now had been bestowed upon him by Lord Huosi, which was why he was filled with such respect for him.

"What is it?"

Huosi withdrew his gaze and looked calmly at Bernas to inquire.

"My Lord, Young Master Adkins' experiment was a success. The Steam Train has begun operation, and it is estimated that it can be fully rolled out very soon."

Bernas bowed his head slightly, his tone filled with excitement as he replied.

"Oh? It succeeded?"

Huosi's tone fluctuated slightly, and he tightened his hands into fists.

Thousands of years had passed since he transmigrated into the Coiling Dragon world; Huosi had gone from initial shock to later excitement, and now, he had grown indifferent.

Like most transmigrators, Huosi had been sent away from Blue Star by a large truck, his soul transmigrating directly to this continent called Qingya, and he soon realized this was the Coiling Dragon world.

Qingya Continent was the very continent that once existed in the Yulan Plane, before it was shattered into five continents ten thousand years prior to the start of the original story.

In the end, only one continent remained, called Yulan, which became the birthplace of Linley.

The good news was that Huosi was a god-level powerhouse; in a Material Plane, he was one of the few top-tier experts.

In a Divine Plane, a Lowgod was merely at the bottom of the hierarchy; while not quite like the Saint Realm, they were not much different from slaves.

However, in a Material Plane, a god was a supreme powerhouse who ruled over everything. In a world where the Saint Realm could dominate a region, a Lowgod was a god in the true sense of the word.

The bad news was that he was a Lowgod who had fused with a godspark, and he had already successfully fused with it years before his soul transmigrated.

As a transmigrator familiar with the Coiling Dragon world, Huosi knew all too well what the words "fused with a godspark" meant.

In the beginning, he had tried to cultivate the Laws and Mysteries, whether it was getting close to the earth, simulating gravity, or other methods, he had tried them all.

In the end, he discovered that no matter what he did, he could not make the slightest bit of progress.

He could not perceive even a sliver of the Profound Truths of Earth Pulse, Gravity Space, Vitality, Power, or Earth-Walking that he remembered clearly from his previous life.

The only thing he could use was the Profound Truths of Earth Elements contained within his Lowgod godspark.

Hundreds of years passed, and after traveling across the continent many times, he finally had to admit that he would likely never be able to progress.

Gods who fused with godsparks could not break through on their own and could only continue to fuse with more godsparks. In the countless years of the Coiling Dragon world, no one knew how many people had tried.

In the end, it was a problem no one had solved, and he, an ordinary Lowgod, could not change it either.

For this reason, he was decadent for a time, trying to enjoy life.

As one of the strongest beings in the world, he could obtain all material and spiritual pleasures.

He could eat the most delicious and expensive food, drink the most prestigious wine, and no grand hotel would mind serving him for free.

If he wanted, countless women would offer themselves to him, even the saints of the church or princesses of the empire were no exception.

They wouldn't mind sacrificing themselves; rather, it was true for both them and the powers behind them.

If he were more paranoid, he could even seize the harem of an imperial emperor, and the emperor would have to endure it while watching.

However, a life of debauchery, while seemingly glorious, could not fill the emptiness in his heart.

As time passed, he grew tired of such a life and wanted to find a new, stimulating goal.

Later, he lived under an assumed name, joined the army, served as a general on the battlefield, climbed step by step to the position of commander, led millions of troops, and engaged in battle with enemy forces.

Another time, he pretended to be a young man, worked as a student in a school, hung out with a group of teenagers, and felt the breath of youth.

A few years later, he taught, served as a teacher, took in many excellent students, and once had students all over the world, becoming a master of his generation.

But in the end, as time passed, they all turned into dust.

In the Coiling Dragon universe, it was not the Saint Realm; usually, lifespans did not exceed five hundred years. Special existences like Cesler, who lived for over eight hundred years, were the minority.

Moreover, if Cesler had not broken through to the Saint Realm, his lifespan would have been exhausted quickly as well.

Although in the original world, the Saint Realm seemed to be everywhere and not rare at all, that was merely the effect of one's surroundings.

In a Material Plane, those who could become Saint Realm experts were, after all, only a few geniuses. For most people, the Saint Realm was something they could only look up to but never reach, which was the true norm.

Huosi's friends and confidants passed away one by one; his classmates, his students, and even the children of his students—children who could call him grand-teacher—gradually turned into dust.

Nowadays, apart from the powerhouses of the continent's major factions, only Bernas and Adkins remained by his side.

He could have done nothing, simply waiting for Linley to be born so he could ride his coattails.

However, for one thing, Adkins and Bernas had only just reached the Saint Realm, and it would be many years before Linley was even born.

Adkins had been imprisoned in the Plane Prison eons before Linley, making the future timeline far too long.

Secondly, he had already changed so much since arriving that who knew if the butterfly effect would prevent Linley from being born at all.

Eons are a vast span of time; the slightest deviation could cause a massive impact.

Thirdly, being a Lowgod did not mean one was immortal. In the original story, powerful beings from other planes descended, shattering the continent into five pieces, with four eventually sinking until only the Yulan Continent remained.

Countless gods died during that process, and in the end, aside from Beirut's family, only Catherine and O'Brien remained.

Even if his presence meant these events might not happen, who could guarantee their own survival? A Lowgod only had infinite lifespan; it did not mean they could not be killed.

It wasn't until a few decades ago, when Huosi returned to his homeland, that perhaps due to a moment of clarity, his personal cheat finally finished loading, giving him a glimmer of hope.

The Tech Cheat System Space contained a set of Interstellar Battle Armor exclusive to him that could be continuously upgraded and updated, capable of absorbing energy to boost his combat power.

As long as he refined various ores, divine power, and other energy-rich resources, he could upgrade it indefinitely.

There were also various scientific products that could be created by absorbing resources, as well as data and technologies that ignored the fundamental differences of the universe to directly reshape the world—including, but not limited to, things that even the science fiction novels of his past life dared not write.

Some of the technology, in particular, seemed no less advanced than that of the mechanical civilizations or even the main universe. After seeing just a portion of it, Huosi felt his scalp tingle; he seriously suspected that the technology here was even more powerful than the mechanical civilization of the Hongmeng Space.

He did not know what changes the appearance of the system would cause to the Coiling Dragon world, nor did he know if Hongmeng had discovered it or what his attitude might be.

But he knew that if he did nothing, he would certainly regret it.

And so, Huosi's goal was now simple: use science to change this world!

"Let's go, let's take a look!"

After a long silence, Huosi pulled back his thoughts and nodded at Bernas.

Following this, the two of them flew rapidly toward the Design Department.

Meanwhile, in the hall of the Design Department, outside the laboratory, a skyscraper towered into the clouds.

On the ground, countless personnel moved back and forth, many checking documents in their hands as they walked, shaking their heads or nodding from time to time.

In the plaza, the blond youth Adkins stood with a group of people, looking at the iron contraption before him with excitement.

"Lord Adkins, after testing, this prototype called a Steam Train can reach a speed of 100 kilometers per hour. Of course, this is only the initial stage; we expect to continue improving it in the future."

A white-haired old man said tremblingly.

"Good. Stephenson, hand the complete blueprints to the Manufacturing Department later. Have them coordinate with the Finance Department to prepare for mass production."

Adkins replied while contemplating his future plans.

Lord Huosi said that technological development requires talent; therefore, we must improve the lives of the common people so they feel a sense of belonging to our Xuanshen Island.

Once trains are circulating on the island, the movement of merchants will be more convenient, the flow of goods will be easier, and that—what was it—economy will develop rapidly, and there will be more and more talent.

Adkins' childhood had been fortunate. Before the age of five, he had a happy family, parents who loved him, and a father and the butler Bernas, both of whom were ninth-rank experts. As the son of a count, he lived in luxury, among the best in the country.

However, that day, everything changed. Assassins from the Ryan family arrived, and blood-red stained the mansion. He only remembered that his father, mother, and everyone else were dead, and only Grandpa Bernas had taken him through a secret passage to escape.

In the years that followed, Grandpa Bernas took him into hiding, and their lives were exceptionally difficult until Grandpa Bernas broke through to the Saint Realm, which improved things slightly.

However, good times did not last. The Ryan family eventually found them, and that man, Ryan himself, appeared on the scene, staring at the two of them with cold indifference.

As the first Great General of the Linggeste Empire, Ryan had long since reached the mid-Saint Realm, far beyond what Bernas, who was only at the early Saint Realm, could handle.

That day, he thought he was dead for sure, but then, that lord descended.

He would never forget the imposing figure of Lord Huosi descending from the sky. With just a single glance, Ryan was frozen in place, unable to move.

Later, he learned that it was the legendary Divine Domain, something only those who had surpassed the Saint Realm and reached the divine level could achieve. He had previously thought the strongest Saint Realm experts on the continent were the true masters of the world.

The four great empires, the two great churches, the king of the Dragon God Forest, and that lord—the eight great god-level experts were the true rulers of the continent.

The heroic image of the god was deeply imprinted in the heart of the young Adkins, and from that moment on, he decided to follow that lord and dedicate everything he had to him.