Interest

"Interest is the best teacher!" This saying was perfectly exemplified in Tang Ping.

Over the next month, in order to regain his glory in the "sparring" with Luo Xiaoyu, he became completely immersed in the development of secret techniques, pouring all his energy into the exploration of the Wind-Thunder Fusion Domain, Spiritual Telekinesis, and physical strength.

Unexpectedly, the progress of the secret technique was far smoother than he had anticipated.

This was not only due to his soaring enthusiasm but also because the Wind-Thunder Secret Canon itself was a top-tier secret technique at the World Lord level. The moves recorded within it were all-encompassing, covering everything from basic Force circulation methods to high-level domain control techniques, spanning almost every possible combat form.

Tang Ping drew inferences from the logic of the secret canon, and many fusion difficulties that had originally seemed obscure and incomprehensible were resolved one by one through repeated attempts, greatly reducing the difficulty of his research.

In the Training Room of the Virtual Universe, Tang Ping sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, faint wind and thunder energy swirling around his fingertips.

He took a deep breath, constantly simulating the path of power fusion in his mind: "The heart and intent must align, intent and qi must align, qi and power must align..." The energy, internal yin and external yang, circulated within his body; each cycle increased the compatibility between his Spiritual Telekinesis and genetic force. "Suspend the spirit at the crown, keep the spirit internalized, and control the intent with the heart..."

He sank his consciousness into his sea of consciousness, guiding his Spiritual Telekinesis to transform into invisible threads that wrapped around the Wind-Thunder Fusion Domain and his physical strength, attempting to weave a complete network of power.

He repeatedly pondered the key points in the secret canon: "Without intent and without qi, it is merely stiff force," abandoning his previous combat style that relied solely on brute strength. "The shoulders and hips must align, the elbows and knees must align, the hands and feet must align," he adjusted every joint in his body, allowing his physical strength to fuse more smoothly with the energy.

"Weapons are extensions of the hands and feet, the so-called unity of person and weapon." Although he was not using a weapon, he treated his Spiritual Telekinesis as an invisible "weapon," complementing the Wind-Thunder Fusion Domain.

I don't know how much time passed, but Tang Ping suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp divine light flashing in the depths of his pupils.

The wind and thunder wings behind his back suddenly unfurled, and he rushed into the array of dummies in front of him with a whistling sound of wind.

"Pa-pa-pa-pa~" Crisp sounds of impact followed one after another. Almost in the same instant, dozens of dummies were covered in fine, dense wounds from head to toe. Each attack contained the penetration of Spiritual Telekinesis, the eruption of force, the suppression of the domain, and the power of his body—four layers of power superimposed, erupting with unimaginable destructive force.

Tang Ping slowly stopped his movements, his gaze falling on the data panel beside him, his pupils slightly constricting.

It clearly displayed: Speed: 60,000m/s, Power: 1 million tons!

One must know that he was currently only at the fourth stage of the Planetary Rank, with a base attack power of only 4 million jin (about 2,000 tons), yet this set of secret techniques had actually increased his strength by 500 times. Such an amplification could be called terrifying.

More importantly, the power of the domain was far more than that.

Within the coverage of the Wind-Thunder Fusion Domain, he possessed absolute suppression over opponents without a domain, and he could even manipulate the flow of energy within the domain to dissolve his opponent's attacks into nothingness.

In other words, relying on this set of secret techniques, he was fully capable of suppressing a Universe Level powerhouse in a short period, even if the opponent was Luo Xiaoyu, who had already advanced to the Universe Level.

However, this high-intensity secret technique consumed an astonishing amount of spirit and force.

Tang Ping rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought: "When I 'spar' with my wife, should I secretly drink nutrient solution while shouting that I 'need to replenish energy'?"

As soon as this thought popped up, he hesitated: "Is that a bit unsportsmanlike?"

But upon second thought, he became firm again: "There are no husbands and wives on the battlefield. To win, what does a little trick like this matter!" After all, the feeling of being "suppressed" by Luo Xiaoyu every time was not pleasant; this time, he had to win back a round no matter what.

Just as he was imagining the scene of victory, the space in front of him suddenly went dark, and a petite figure appeared out of thin air, almost pressed against his face.

It was Babata. Her not-yet-fully-grown egg-shaped face carried a hint of childishness, but her eyes were eerie vertical pupils. Her snow-white hair occasionally brushed against the tip of his nose, making him almost sneeze, but he forcibly held it back.

After all, the other party was the noble Lord Babata the devil; if he really sprayed her face, it would be trouble.

"Lord Babata." Tang Ping hurriedly took a step back, cupped his hands in a salute, his tone full of respect for his "god of wealth."

Babata crossed her arms over her chest, stepped on the void, frowned, and circled Tang Ping again and again, occasionally letting out "tsk-tsk" sounds of amazement.

Her long, straight calves matched her light standing posture, and that blue, translucent tail-sting swinging back and forth was particularly eye-catching.

Tang Ping felt a bit uneasy being watched by her, his heart pounding: "Could it be that my secret technique has some side effects? Or did I violate the rules of Falling Ink Star somewhere?"

After a long time, Babata finally stopped, reached out and patted his shoulder, her tone carrying a hint of approval: "You kid, you actually have some talent.

According to our previous agreement, for mastering an extra domain at the Planetary Rank, I will reward you with 20 million Black Dragon Coins, jointly funded by your family and Falling Ink Star."

She paused and added: "What's even rarer is that you were actually able to perfectly fuse two domains, and it wasn't by using a superior law to control an inferior law; this situation is extremely rare.

The control over space after the fusion of the domains far exceeds the effect of 1+1, and the combat power amplification is even more astonishing. Tell you what, I'll add another 10 million Black Dragon Coins from my own pocket money. Keep up the good work."

As soon as she finished speaking, a notification sound came from Tang Ping's light brain: "Beep~ Black Dragon Mountain Empire Bank notification: Your account 98433*82138xewrw has received 30 million Black Dragon Coins. If you need financial investment services, please click the link; if you wish to reject this payment, please reply 'R'."

Looking at the new numbers in his account and thinking about the upcoming "victory," Tang Ping was in a great mood and hurriedly bowed to thank her: "Thank you, Lord Babata! Tang Ping will always be loyal to the Luo Family and Falling Ink Star, and will never fail your great kindness!"

Babata lifted her chin with a hint of arrogance: "Tang Ping, your current results are indeed good, but I must remind you of two things. First, the path of cultivation is not about who walks the fastest, but who walks the furthest. You cannot become arrogant because of these small achievements, and you must not slack off, otherwise, you will be surpassed sooner or later."

Her tone suddenly became serious: "Second, my master is making rapid progress at the Virtual Universe Company, and there is a high probability that he has already been listed on an assassination list by alien races.

You should try your best not to expose your strength, otherwise, it is very likely to attract their attention. The struggle between races is always a matter of life and death; they might even send an Undying powerhouse to enslave you to find an opportunity to get close to my master."

Hearing this, Tang Ping's expression instantly became solemn, and he nodded heavily: "I understand, I will definitely be careful."

Seeing his serious attitude, Babata finally felt relieved.

She had actually been worried that Tang Ping was young and frivolous, forgetting himself after achieving a little success, but thinking back to when he first asked for a secret technique, he had prioritized life-saving moves, so she felt that this kid at least knew how to "fear death."

And fearing death is often the key to living a long life.

She rubbed her chin, flapped her small wings and thought for a while, then said: "For the sake of safety, I will send you a third-order force combat suit later, which can withstand 90% of the attacks from Universe Level powerhouses.

In addition, if you can touch the threshold of the laws within 50 years, I can introduce you to the Ganwu Secret Realm of the Ganwu Universe Kingdom to practice. It is personally guarded by the Lord of the Ganwu Universe Kingdom and is absolutely safe."

"If you can touch the superior laws of wind and thunder, or the laws of space and time within 100 years, I will beg my master to recommend you to the Virtual Universe Company.

Once you get there, you will truly have a backer and won't have to worry about being hunted by alien races anymore."

After saying this, she sent her virtual universe ID to Tang Ping: "This is my ID, add it. If you encounter life-and-death danger in the future, or have doubts about your cultivation, you can contact me urgently. If there is a crisis, I will spend money to hire mercenaries to save you, and for cultivation doubts, I will help you ask my master."

After explaining all this in one breath, Babata finally relaxed slightly.

With her massive database, even she could not understand why a Planetary Rank martial artist could achieve the perfect fusion of two domains without any conflict, and with such terrifying amplification.

Such a genius naturally needs to be nurtured well.

Falling Ink Star needs this kind of talent!

Listening to the instructions from Babata, Tang Ping felt his eyes grow slightly warm, and he stepped forward, wanting to hug the little white-haired girl: "Lord Babata, you are too good to me!"

"Bang!" Before he could even get close, he was knocked to the ground by a force, landing hard on his backside.

Babata twisted her mouth, revealing two sharp devilish fangs, and snorted: "Insubordination deserves a beating!" After saying that, she let out a cackling laugh, her figure flashed, and she vanished from the Training Room.

Tang Ping:...