Collision

Having figured out the key to fusing Xueluo Crystal, Tang Ping had no more hesitation and continued to increase the degree of bloodline fusion.

If he fuses these three Xueluo Crystal, his Gene Multiplier will directly double.

A doubling is not simply a matter of adding up numbers.

That's an all-around doubling of physical attributes, brute force, Spiritual Telekinesis, Origin Energy reserves, defensive strength, and even offensive power—an overwhelming advantage etched into one's genes. Imagine a battle between equals, where both sides have the same level and similar techniques, but his attack suddenly becomes twice as powerful; the opponent probably wouldn't even be able to understand how they lost.

There were no fancy techniques, just ridiculously strong numerical superiority! Just thinking about such a terrifying improvement made Tang Ping's blood boil.

The only drawback was that the energy expenditure far exceeded expectations.

Each time the Xueluo Crystal was fused, the impact, carrying billions of killing intents, was as agonizing as being cut by a dull knife, even with the support of Immortal Level will.

The continuous impact of the Peak World Lord Rank level might not fundamentally harm him, but it could accumulate fatigue that penetrated to the bone marrow. This feeling was very similar to a toothache in his previous life. Although it was not as excruciating as the pain of childbirth, it was long-lasting and difficult to dispel, making him restless.

Taking advantage of the break, Tang Ping decided to completely relax.

After a good night's sleep, instruct your maids to prepare the freshest and most tender meat soup from exotic beasts, then invite the Elf to play music and dance, or enjoy tea and chat with your female friends to cultivate your mind and spirit.

Occasionally, when the mood strikes, I'll sit quietly Wind-Thunder Chaos Stele for a while, contemplating the profound mysteries of the Wind and Thunder Laws. A balance between tension and relaxation is the way to long-term success.

Tang Ping was extremely content with this simple and peaceful life.

He was a person who was easily satisfied. In his previous life on Earth, he worked diligently at a company for more than ten years.

Although he occasionally had to work overtime for more than 20 days a month, which caused him to develop many minor health problems, the peace and stability he enjoyed was far more comfortable than that of his classmate who had worked for nine companies in four years, often went bankrupt, and lost 90% of his savings in three months of stock trading.

Happiness is something people experience through comparison.

Time flies when you're cultivating yourself; these ordinary yet passionate days have passed in the blink of an eye for nearly twenty years.

Finally, when Tang Ping looked intently at the Talent Panel again, his eyes burned with fervor.

[Golden Beast Body Bloodline Fusion Level: 1.16/10081]

Taking a deep breath, Tang Ping flipped his hand, and a crystal-clear, blood-red triangular prism appeared in his palm.

Even after seeing it hundreds of times, he was still captivated by the beauty of the Xueluo Crystal: its entire body was blood red like flowing magma, yet it was also as translucent as glass, refracting an eerie luster in the dim light.

"A true gem of the universe, it lives up to its name."

Before he finished speaking, an invisible sword aura condensed at his fingertips, slicing through his left palm with a "swoosh." The moment the crimson blood touched the Xueluo Crystal, an even more ferocious Killing Will surged forth like a tidal wave, carrying a madness that would burn everything in its path.

Unfortunately, Tang Ping's immortal will has long been tempered into a pillar of Kunlun, and these frenzied thoughts are no different from clay chickens and earthenware dogs in front of him, not even able to stir up a ripple.

"Hiss~"

The Xueluo Crystal began releasing crimson threads, but Tang Ping suddenly frowned. His cross-legged body began to twitch uncontrollably.

The intense pain felt like thousands of steel needles piercing his bone marrow, even more so than during previous fusions. But he clenched his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, and let the pain wash over him, his will as firm as a mountain.

Time slowly passed in agony. The color of the Xueluo Crystal in his palm grew lighter and lighter, and blood-red threads continuously flowed into his body, from the initial deep red to light red, and then to almost transparent.

Finally, as the last trace of blood merged into his meridians, the entire Xueluo Crystal completely transformed into a transparent, glassy form, then with a "hum," it dissipated, turning into specks of light that merged into his palm.

It's done!

As the strange changes in his body gradually subsided, and that familiar feeling of being filled with power swept through his entire body, Tang Ping suddenly opened his eyes, unable to hide his joy.

This success completely confirmed his conjecture: as long as his will is strong enough and the supply of Xueluo Crystal is sufficient, the fusion degree of his Golden Beast Body bloodline can continue to increase, and one day he will be able to reach the legendary limit of the Primal Universe: 10081 times the Gene Multiplier!

By then, how powerful will his divine body be?

Tang Ping couldn't help but imagine: In future battles against Alien Race, the enemy would likely only face two major dilemmas: First, why did this guy immediately Burning Divine Body? Second, how come he hasn't collapsed after burning for so long?

The future is so bright!

After his emotions calmed down a bit, he focused his mind and began to examine the changes after fusing the three Xueluo Crystal.

With a thought, he activated the strange power within his body that originated from the Xueluo Crystal. Instantly, a complete and ancient blood-red secret pattern slowly emerged on Chi Guo's chest, its flowing lines seemingly containing the mysteries of the universe's birth.

"What a magical feeling----"

Tang Ping closed his eyes, his consciousness transforming into tentacles that extended into the depths of the universe. The weight of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth; the fury of Wind-Thunder and thunder; the speed of light; the profundity of space; the etherealness of time—every fluctuation of the laws seemed to whisper in his ear.

"The clarity of perception has increased by at least 100%; the power of the laws has also increased by 100%!" Tang Ping quickly calculated the result in his mind, his eyes shining even brighter.

A doubling of the power is equivalent to doubling one's strength!

With his current cultivation at the seventh level of the "Vastness" technique, he was already comparable to Peak World Lord Rank. If he doubled his cultivation, his strength would surpass that of the vast majority of Realm Lord geniuses in the universe.

However, this didn't seem to have much impact on him. After all, given his personality, at most he would just casually kill Universe Level powerhouse.

As for opponents at the World Lord Rank? Go find my master, Wind-Thunder Venerable!

Tang Ping closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, a satisfied smile curving his lips.

After this breakthrough, his mastery of Combat Secret Technique improved even further. Immediately, a thought crossed his mind, and he connected his consciousness to the Virtual Universe. It was time to find a few Alien Race at the Peak World Lord Rank to practice against.

In the arena of the Virtual Universe, light and shadow intertwine, and energy roars.

With his Law Comprehension and exquisite secret techniques far surpassing those of his peers, Tang Ping calmly dealt with the fierce attacks of various Alien Race powerhouses. Sometimes he confronted them head-on, and sometimes he used unpredictable movements. After several exchanges, he won more often than he lost.

After a thrilling battle, he was in high spirits and suddenly thought: it's time to celebrate!

First, they tried to contact Luo Xiaoyu and Huo Wu, but only received an automated reply that the two were in seclusion for cultivation.

Tang Ping didn't care. His fingertip swept across the contact list on his Personal Terminal, his gaze falling on rows of Elf names. Apart from his master at the top, Luo Xiaoyu, Huo Wu, Babata, Luo Feng, and Liu Hui, the rest were all Elf Race he had captured or become acquainted with: Domain Lord- level wind-type Elf 1-8, lightning-type Elf 9-12, Universe Level Elf 13-120, and elves numbered 121-

Number 1000 is a Star Rank Planetary Rank miscellaneous Elf.

After a moment's thought, Tang Ping selected all the Universe Level Elf and sent a group message: "In a good mood today, hosting a banquet. Bring plenty of pretty and obedient ladies; those who don't want to get close, please don't come. Location: Heavenly Sound Pavilion, God-Suppressing Tower. Meet in one hour."

The moment the message was sent, the terminal emitted a series of rapid "beep" sounds. "1!"

"Received, Your His Highness!"

"I'll be there right away, and I won't be late!"

"Third brother is so naughty~ I like him the most!"

After scanning the information, Tang Ping set off for the Heavenly Sound Pavilion with a smile on his lips.

His directness was not without reason. Previously, a young elven Elf Race had taken the initiative to approach him. He had already entered the realm of laws at the Universe Level, but he pretended to be reserved. He only wanted to put his arm around the shoulder and get closer, but the other party accused him of being disrespectful, claiming that he needed to have several meals, give some gifts, and get to know each other slowly before they could talk about love.

Tang Ping immediately turned hostile and kicked the man out.

Having come to a place like this, what's with the pretense of being high and mighty? Who are you trying to impress?

He never forced anyone to come.

Before, when he had no money, no power, and no cultivation, he still had to work hard to find a partner. Now that he is a high-ranking and powerful being with combat strength comparable to Peak World Lord Rank, should he still waste his time and energy on romance? Wouldn't all his cultivation have been for nothing?

These days, he has no interest in love or romance; he only has two things on his mind: improving his cultivation level and making money like crazy!

Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice, but with rice...

An hour later, at the Heavenly Sound Pavilion of the God-Suppressing Tower.

Inside the luxurious private room, spanning thousands of square meters, a subtle fragrance filled the air. On a jade platform not far away, a scantily clad musician was playing a melodious tune.

In the center of the private room, Tang Ping, blindfolded with a black lace mask, stretched out his hands and grabbed wildly amidst laughter and chatter. A group of beautiful, youthful Elf girls nimbly dodged around him, occasionally letting out coquettish complaints. "Your His Highness, come and catch me!"

"Your His Highness, stop touching us! Sing us a song!"

"Oh! Your His Highness, you're so naughty!"

After playing like this for a while, a cute, golden kitten suddenly appeared on Tang Ping's retina. It was his Smart Sprite: "Beep beep, Master, important call request received!"

Tang Ping raised his hand to signal, and the noisy private room instantly quieted down.

The little Elf fell silent and obediently stepped aside, the musicians stopped playing, and only a faint fragrance remained in the space.

The next moment, a petite figure appeared out of thin air in front of him, its small wings flapping rapidly behind its back; it was Babata.

"Tang Ping, long time no see~" The voice of the young Smart Sprite was childish and delicate, and her face was full of enthusiasm.

Tang Ping chuckled and casually tossed the black lace eye mask aside, "Long time no see."

"Huh?!" Babata suddenly widened her eyes, her small mouth slightly open, and she exaggeratedly slumped to the ground in a duck-like posture, her legs spread ungracefully, her tone full of shock, "Tang Ping, you—your level!"

Tang Ping's lips curled into a smile, his tone tinged with arrogance. "I am unworthy, but thanks to my master's guidance and my own relentless cultivation, I have now reached the ninth level of the Realm Lord, just one step away from becoming Immortal God."

Babata was stunned for a moment before slowly calming down and giving him a thumbs up. "Amazing!"

She instantly understood that with ample resources, a Realm Lord was actually nothing special. In the Virtual Universe Company, many ordinary Realm Lords could only do jobs like security guards, bodyguards, or deliverymen.

But without immortality, it is all ultimately an illusion.

Even so, a World Lord at the ninth level who is over two hundred years old is really outrageous!

Hearing the praise, Tang Ping simply held out his hand. "Give it to me!"

Babata looked confused. "Take what?"

"A reward!" Tang Ping declared matter-of-factly. "I'm now the disciple with the highest cultivation level among the disciples of Falling Ink Star, so I should get a reward, right?"

Babata was dumbfounded, then suddenly stood up, puffed out his chest, and said defiantly, "There's no reward! On the contrary, you now have the highest cultivation level, so it's your turn to contribute to me! Quick, give me a red envelope!"

"Huh?" Tang Ping's lips twitched with anger.

Babata simply lunged forward, the virtual image grabbing his leg and wailing loudly.

"Waaaaah, Tang Ping! Thinking back to those days, I used all the pocket money I had saved up to raise you, changing your diapers and feeding you every drop of water. I watched you grow from a tiny little Universe Level to what you are today. Did you know how hard that was for me?"

Now that I'm old and can't work anymore, and you've found a rich master and are rolling in money, it's your turn to support me! I don't need much, just a few Hunyuan Unit, and I'll buy some equipment in the game~"

Tang Ping was dumbfounded and subconsciously took two steps back, trying to shake off Babata who was clinging to him. However, the other party was a virtual image, and its penetrating form made all his movements futile.

That petite figure remained firmly "stuck" to his leg, unable to move an inch.

"Get up!"

"No way!" Babata shook his head like a rattle-drum, flapping his little wings and sticking his bottom up high, looking every bit the spoiled brat. "If you don't give me a red envelope today, I'm not getting up from here!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the little tail with sharp spikes behind her suddenly curled up nimbly and wrapped precisely around Tang Ping's waist, even swaying it slightly as if in a show of defiance.

Then, her eyes reddened, her lips trembled, and her voice suddenly rose, carrying a deliberately feigned grievance. "I'm going to go to the public channel of the Virtual Universe and cry my eyes out! I'll tell everyone that you, the disciple of the Venerable, are bullying me, a weak and helpless Smart Sprite, and even doing all sorts of unspeakable things to me, like forcing myself on me... Waaah, just thinking about it makes me so pitiful!"

As she spoke, she deliberately wrapped her tail tighter around Tang Ping's waist and rubbed her little head against his thigh, looking like she was saying, "I'm the weaker party, who am I afraid of?"

Tang Ping was both angry and amused by that exaggerated display of grievance.

In the end, Tang Ping was so persistent that he had no choice but to give Babata 100 million Universe Coin as a gift before she finally let go.

For Tang Ping, whose net worth is now tens of thousands of Hunyuan Unit and whose stock market dividends far exceed this amount, one hundred million Universe Coin is just a drop in the ocean. However, if he were to invest in the game, it would be enough to make Babata dominate the battlefield.

Babata happily pocketed the money, crossed his legs, and sat to the side, counting the virtual currency with his fingers wet with saliva.

Tang Ping shook his head before asking, "So, what do you want from me? You're not just here to extort a red envelope from me, are you?"

Babata paused, looked up with a grin, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Oh dear, I almost forgot the important matter! Hong just left Chaos City recently, so Luo Feng was thinking of letting the four strongest people on Earth meet, catch up, and get to know each other."

Tang Ping stroked his chin, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

There are four realms of cultivation: Ant Realm, Little Friend Realm, Fellow Daoist Realm, and Senior Realm. With his current cultivation level of the ninth rank of Realm Lord, he would probably be considered a senior among them, right?

Hehehe~