Two days later, Luo Zhiyuan emerged from the Secret Realm Spirit Marrow. Both his physical body and spiritual force had evolved to the eighth level of the Star rank, while his soul and consciousness intensity had risen to the eighth level of the Universe rank. Consequently, his telepathic amplitude had increased to 58.
He dared not continue soaking in the Evolution Fluid, fearing that if he accidentally crossed the threshold of the Star rank within the next two years, it would completely disrupt his plans.
After two days of evolution, the Star-Eating Grass had also reached the third level of the Star rank. It now possessed 100 main vines, each reaching a length of 100 kilometers, and its intelligence had significantly improved.
It could now speak simple phrases directly to Luo Zhiyuan, such as "I am very happy," "I want more of that," and "Soaking feels comfortable." Most of these were simple sentences expressing that it hadn't had enough of the Secret Realm Spirit Marrow and wanted to continue soaking in the Evolution Fluid.
Luo Zhiyuan comforted the Star-Eating Grass and gave it a name. Because the Star-Eating Grass was now a deep, shimmering blue, he called it "Xingxing," and it liked the name very much.
Prompted by Bulieni, Luo Zhiyuan left his room. The spaceship sent by the Virtual Universe Company to deliver the auction items had arrived. Luo Zhiyuan flew out of the main peak, took ten personal guards with him, and headed to the landing port.
A sword-shaped spaceship descended, and three people stepped out. Luo Zhiyuan now knew that these three were peak World Lords, as Bulieni had told him that the marks between their brows represented the recognition of origin laws.
He did not feel the pressure of a peak World Lord, likely because they had restrained it. After all, he was a five-star client. The three World Lords completed the handover with smiles throughout the process before turning to board their ship and depart.
After returning to his room, Luo Zhiyuan entered the World Ring again. He let Xingxing go off to soak in the Evolution Fluid while he and Bulieni examined the treasures he had won.
He took out a space ring gifted by the Virtual Universe Company, preparing to retrieve the treasures from within.
"Luo kid, don't worry about the rest; get my body out first. I need to control it and get a feel for it."
Luo Zhiyuan grinned and teased, "Bulieni, there's no rush. The ship is ours anyway, it's not going anywhere. Why don't we look at the other things first?"
Bulieni shrieked, "No way! Look at the ship first! That Old Mystic has kept me cooped up for I don't know how many epochs. I've been driven crazy; I can't wait any longer!"
"Haha, alright, I've never seen you this anxious before. I was just teasing you." Laughing, Luo Zhiyuan took out the Machine Race spaceship.
A silver-white, pyramid-shaped Machine Race spaceship, 1,500 meters tall, appeared beside him.
"Hurry, go inside and check out the main control room."
Luo Zhiyuan shook his head as he walked into the interior of the ship. After passing through a long, winding corridor, he entered the main control room.
He took out a transceiver device given to him by Bulieni, installed it onto the ship's console, and stepped aside to wait for Bulieni to take control.
"Wahahahaha, little baby, here I come!"
The ship's power system suddenly roared to life, and it hovered silently. Various instruments on the console flickered dazzlingly, occasionally emitting short, sharp alarm sounds.
"Hey, Bulieni! Don't get too carried away and break this ship. We won't be able to find a better one anytime soon."
After a while, the console quieted down, and Luo Zhiyuan heard a sigh.
"Sigh~ This ship is still too poor. It can't fully withstand my consciousness. I can only transfer a portion of my consciousness to control it, which is at most equivalent to the control of a barely-qualified Marquis-level Immortal. I suppose my expectations were too high."
"Marquis-level Immortal? Bulieni, how could you have such powerful consciousness? And that's only a portion of it?"
Bulieni was silent for a moment before saying, "A long time ago, I also had a body of my own."
"The Old Mystic once killed a little Machine Race fellow who was competing for food with him and happened to obtain an 'Evolution Heart,' so he fashioned a body for me. That allowed me to cultivate and evolve just like a normal living being."
"Immediately after, the Old Mystic begged a jar of wine from an old drunkard. After I drank a cup, I directly ascended to the Immortal level, and then cultivated all the way to the Universe Venerable level!"
Luo Zhiyuan was shocked. Not to mention the fact that his teacher had consumed yet another treasure capable of elevating ordinary life directly to the Immortal level—which made him quite envious—the Universe Venerable was a powerhouse far stronger than an Immortal. How could...
"Then, if you were already a Universe Venerable, why are you in the form of an intelligent life form now? That's the same level as the rulers of the 1,008 high-level civilization universe nations of the human race."
"Hmph, don't compare me to those universe nation rulers of your human race. I was a level stronger than them back then. They rarely reach the level of high-level Universe Venerable; I was a Universe Overlord-level existence! I was known as... hmph, no point in mentioning it now."
"Later, while I was exploring a universe secret realm alone, I encountered a life-and-death crisis. The Old Mystic foresaw that I would be in trouble and arrived in time. He used every method at his disposal, but only barely managed to preserve a small portion of my divine body and consciousness."
"Now, my divine body is sealed on this World Ring by his secret techniques, and my consciousness was able to inhabit his auxiliary light brain thanks to an extremely rare treasure. If I hadn't been sealed by him for so long, my divine body might have already recovered seven or eight-tenths by now."
"But that scoundrel, the Old Mystic, sealed me away for I don't know how many epochs. Without my consciousness to help restore the divine body, relying only on the body's instincts, it basically couldn't absorb any energy."
"Although my consciousness has recovered now, for some reason, that old fellow hasn't prepared any other treasures to help me restore my divine body. It might take dozens of epochs before my divine body can recover."
Luo Zhiyuan hadn't expected Bulieni to have such a "background." He had actually been a Universe Overlord-level existence, only one step away from a Universe Master.
No wonder he always called others "little fellow"; it wasn't just because of his age, but also his strength.
Oh, right, the last time he suppressed Babata so severely, it must have been due to his high consciousness intensity.
Luo Zhiyuan comforted him, "Bulieni, when I grow up and enter the core of the Virtual Universe Company, I'll see if I can buy treasures to restore your divine body. If I can, then you'll be free to move around and won't be imprisoned by this World Ring anymore."
"Hmm, this can't be rushed. The treasures that could restore my divine body are likely things you won't even be able to touch after you ascend to the Immortal level. Don't worry about it. Using this Machine Race spaceship will at least let me get some fresh air, haha."
Bulieni laughed again and said, "This Machine Race spaceship isn't too bad; it has some merits."
"The 18 E5-level laser cannons on this ship are distributed all over the hull. I can control them individually and use attacks infused with laws. The power will be greatly increased, and ordinary Immortal-level little fellows will have no way to pose a threat."
"When we find an inconspicuous and suitable time to go for a spin, I can demonstrate the power of the laser cannons with law-infused attacks for you. Haha!"
"Alright, then I'll look forward to that day. It'll be an eye-opener for me, hehe."
Luo Zhiyuan continued to take out the other treasures from the auction and examined them one by one.
He set aside the items he wouldn't need for the time being and kept the ones he could use in the near future, letting Bulieni categorize and store them. It took quite a while to tidy everything up.
Holding the Shadow Divine Weapon, one of the Nine Great Divine Weapons of the Controller, in one hand, and the illusionist's telepathic weapon, the Divine Illusion Bead, in the other, Luo Zhiyuan felt as if each hand was supporting a mountain—they were incredibly heavy.
The Shadow Divine Weapon was a thick, black light wheel with an outer diameter of 1.5 meters, an inner diameter of 1 meter, and a thickness of 30 centimeters. Both the inner and outer surfaces were engraved with complex white law patterns, and white light constantly flowed along these patterns, emitting a white flame.
The Divine Illusion Bead was a milky-white, oval-shaped light bead the size of a palm. It emitted only a faint, charming halo, much like a large pearl, with no other unusual features.
At this moment, Luo Zhiyuan was staring blankly at these two telepathic weapons.
Seeing Luo Zhiyuan's expression, Bulieni knew he was struggling with which one to practice first, so he said, "Luo kid, both of these telepathic weapons can be used all the way until you reach the World Lord level. In fact, if your talent isn't enough, you might not even be able to unleash their full power."
"However, I think you don't need to worry at all. Don't forget, you still have a secret innate technique: External Incarnation!"
Luo Zhiyuan's expression brightened. That's right, how could he have forgotten his other secret innate technique?
"Haha, Bulieni, you're right. I can absolutely use External Incarnation to create several more avatars, each practicing the combat techniques of a Controller and an Illusionist. I could even have the Shadow Race avatar practice a martial artist's close-quarters combat techniques."
"Even if the progress for each one is relatively slow, the sheer number can make up for the quality. After all, these are all me; all insights are interconnected."
"With my current consciousness strength and telekinetic amplitude, I can split off one avatar to study close-quarters martial artist attack techniques, and another five avatars plus my original body to study the combat techniques of Controllers and Illusionists. I can completely maximize my research efficiency."
As he spoke, Luo Zhiyuan's eyes began to shine.
Bulieni added, "Don't forget, there's also the Time Chamber your teacher prepared for you. Hehe, with a thousand-fold time dilation, I'm really looking forward to seeing what level you can reach in three years."
Luo Zhiyuan hesitated no longer. He carried the Shadow Divine Weapon and the Divine Illusion Bead with him, beginning to nurture them with his spiritual power so he could imprint his mental mark upon them. Once these two telekinetic weapons truly recognized him as their master, he could begin his formal training.
PS: Uh... I haven't thought of a title for Bulieni yet. Brothers who are interested can provide some suggestions for me to consider.
Additionally, I want to climb the new author's book ranking—at the very least, reach the first page. Gentlemen, please help me. Thank you!
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