Sky-Splitting Sword

After breaking through to the Planetary Rank, Tang Ping did not try to bite off more than he could chew; he locked his focus directly onto the Sky-Splitting Sword gifted by Babata, along with the accompanying secret techniques for Spirit Readers.

He was self-aware enough to know that he was not the kind of fated protagonist found in novels who could "master whatever they cultivate and succeed at whatever they attempt."

Even with the Luo Family as his backing, given his current potential, even if he exhausted every effort to cultivate, the best he could hope for after hundreds of thousands or even a million years was to become a World Lord recognized by the laws.

While a World Lord-level powerhouse could traverse thousands of star regions and be revered by countless people, standing as a trendsetter of an era, they would ultimately be unable to escape the fate of falling into dust after ten million years.

In this Swallowed Star universe, only the Immortal state was truly eternal!

Greed leads to poor digestion; rather than splitting his energy between the paths of a fighter and a Spirit Reader, it was better to focus his entire mind on deepening his mastery of the Spirit Reader path.

Whether he could knock on the gates of Immortality in this lifetime, Tang Ping had no certainty; he could only say that he would do his human part and leave the rest to fate, with the outcome depending entirely on his luck.

He had already calculated everything clearly: first, use the momentum of the Luo Family's rise to accumulate capital. Once his strength hit a bottleneck after a few million years and he could make no further progress, he would purchase rare treasures and, combined with a cultivation quota for Chaos City, make one final push.

If he succeeded, he would step onto the path of Immortality; if he failed, he would return to live a carefree life for a million years—living comfortably until the end wouldn't be such a bad deal.

"I hope it works out." Tang Ping whispered softly, his gaze falling upon the ancient sword box before him.

This Sky-Splitting Sword was a Tier 3 Telekinetic Weapon, composed of 365 small golden swords, containing three core forms: the sword form for offense, the wing form for evasion, and the shield form for defense.

As a high-level telekinetic weapon for the Universe Level, its threshold for control was extremely high, divided into three levels. The first level required a spirit amplitude of 12, the second level had even higher requirements, and the third level required Universe Level strength combined with a 48-fold spirit amplitude to be fully mastered.

Once he could perfectly trigger the first level, Tang Ping's attack power would reach 12 times that of an ordinary Spirit Reader. That wasn't all; as a divine weapon, the Sky-Splitting Sword could naturally amplify telekinetic power by three times. When stacked, the first level alone could reach a 36-fold amplitude!

What kind of concept was that?

The base attack power of a first-tier Planetary Rank fighter consisted of 1 million kilograms of physical strength and 1 million kilograms of Genetic Origin Energy, totaling 2 million kilograms—twice the base value of an ordinary Spirit Reader.

It might seem like the fighter had the advantage, but in terms of power amplitude, a fighter reaching four or five times was already considered top-tier. Tang Ping's 36-fold amplitude meant his attack power could reach 36 million kilograms, which was an absolute crushing force against fighters of the same rank!

"Let's see how many small swords I can control now." After his life-level transition, Tang Ping clearly felt his consciousness becoming increasingly powerful, and his control over his telekinetic power had become much more adept.

He opened the sword box, and the 365 transparent small swords inside shimmered with a piercing golden light, densely and neatly arranged. This was non-attribute metal, capable of being used with any Genetic Origin Energy.

With a thought, the first small sword instantly shot out, followed by the second, then the third... In the blink of an eye, ten small swords were darting around him, their trajectories as sharp as lightning.

The smile on Tang Ping's face grew wider: "Ten! And I still had energy to spare on my first attempt. With more practice, I'll soon reach 12, perfectly meeting the requirements for the first level!"

By then, with 36 times the attack power in his hands, he would be an invincible existence within his own realm!

However, once he actually started practicing, Tang Ping realized that controlling the Sky-Splitting Sword was far more difficult than he had imagined.

It looked like simple movement and combination, but it actually required an extremely high level of precision and concentration for his telekinetic power. Every combination required precise control over the trajectory, speed, and force of each individual small sword.

As expected, he was ultimately not one of those peerless geniuses who could master everything at a glance.

Seven days later, Tang Ping was finally able to barely combine the 12 small swords into a single complete sword form, but there was still huge room for improvement in both flight speed and directional flexibility.

Feeling the exhaustion and sense of achievement while controlling his telekinetic power, Tang Ping secretly rejoiced: it was a good thing he hadn't impulsively decided to dual-cultivate as both a Spirit Reader and a fighter. Controlling the Sky-Splitting Sword alone was so mentally taxing that dual-cultivation would only lead to neglecting one for the other, ultimately resulting in nothing.

Two weeks later, the reminder on his smart bracelet rang right on time; the time for the Cultivation Room he had asked his wife to book had expired.

Tang Ping rubbed his throbbing temples and reluctantly stood up to leave the Cultivation Room. For these full fourteen days, he had barely closed his eyes, relying entirely on the high-energy nutrient solutions and stimulants provided by the Luo Family to push through, pouring all his focus into controlling the Sky-Splitting Sword.

Spirit Readers naturally possessed energy far exceeding that of ordinary people, allowing them to maintain high-intensity cultivation for long periods. This was the very essence of cultivation—an evolution that transcended the level of life.

The reason he was so reluctant to leave was primarily due to Earth's current special situation.

As the ancestral planet of Luo Feng, it had long been incorporated into the highest level of protection. Whether it was remote mountainous areas, vast deserts, or the deep ocean, everything was designated as an absolute protected zone. The entire globe was covered by a flawless surveillance network, and any individual or force was strictly forbidden from causing damage.

This meant that if one wanted to find a place to practice moves as they pleased without worrying about damaging the environment, it was impossible unless one paid an exorbitant price to rent a dedicated venue.

What was even more infuriating was that some unscrupulous merchants had deep traps: they would talk up the venue when you rented it, but when you checked out, they would use high-intensity flashlights to inspect every inch. Even the most negligible scratch would lead to them crazily deducting the deposit, and some would even seize the opportunity to sue for huge compensation.

"What a bunch of scumbags!" Tang Ping cursed inwardly, but quickly calmed his mood.

Fortunately, he had already activated his access to the Virtual Universe, so practicing secret techniques and moves in the virtual space would be exactly the same. As a son-in-law of the Luo Family, he could also use the family's exclusive Virtual Training Ground for free, so he no longer had to worry about the venue issue.

This was precisely the most terrifying aspect of the Virtual Universe: it could simulate everything in reality, including energy feedback, with 100% perfection.

Just imagine, if physics and chemistry experiments could be repeatedly deduced in the virtual world, how much research and development funding could be saved? And dangerous secret technique cultivation could also be simulated, allowing people to avoid countless fatal detours.

One had to know that if a mistake was made during the cultivation of many high-level secret techniques, the best case was the total loss of one's cultivation, and the worst case was immediate death. The existence of the Virtual Universe was essentially a "get-out-of-jail-free card" for cultivators.

"Only after truly arriving in this world did I realize that the existence who created the Virtual Universe is truly terrifyingly great." Tang Ping sighed with genuine emotion.

Walking out of the training center and stepping onto the plains in the suburbs, looking at the blue sky and white clouds above, with the endless green stretching to the horizon, Tang Ping felt an immediate urge to move.

He subconsciously wanted to unfold his Wind and Thunder Wings, perform a movement technique like a Great Roc spreading its wings, soar ninety thousand miles up, and feel the thrill of speed; or perhaps trigger the Sky-Splitting Sword, ride the wind, and traverse the clouds to experience the carefree life of a legendary immortal.

But the moment the thought arose, he forcibly suppressed it.

Earth had strict no-fly restrictions. Without a pilot's license and without having applied for a flight path in advance, unauthorized low-altitude flying or high-altitude travel would not only lead to massive fines but also direct confinement.

He was now a son-in-law of the Luo Family with a special status; if he knowingly broke the law, he would only be punished more severely. He could only suppress his restless heart and obediently summoned a hovering taxi.

"It will be better once I'm assigned a private territory with Luo Xiaoyu." Tang Ping sat in the car, watching the scenery flying backward outside the window, his heart filled with anticipation.

"By then, an entire galaxy will be our territory. We will be the true kings. As long as we don't cross the bottom line, we can do whatever we want and never have to be bound by these restrictions again!"