"Hmm, this Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method feels a lot like meditation in the Coiling Dragon World. Once I learn how to cultivate Genetic Origin Energy, I should be able to get started with Magic pretty easily.
Now that I've fused with the Linley Template, my comprehension should have improved too. Learning this stuff ought to be a piece of cake. Let's give this Genetic Origin Energy thing a try."
Luo Feng thought it over. Having absorbed memories from the original story, he already knew a little about how to cultivate Genetic Origin Energy.
The key to absorbing Genetic Origin Energy was to empty his mind and focus wholeheartedly on sensing the mysterious energy drifting through the vast universe.
With that thought, Luo Feng crossed his legs and turned his feet upward. He rested his hands lightly on his legs, palms facing up, and straightened his back like a sturdy pine.
He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. He began trying to clear his mind and cast aside every distracting thought.
"Breathe in... breathe out..."
Luo Feng's breathing gradually grew slow and steady. He worked to control his emotions, letting his mind grow still as well.
Luo Feng had excellent self-control. Before long, he had entered a tranquil state, his mind as calm as a lake without a single ripple.
His breathing had grown so faint that it was almost imperceptible. It was as if everything around him had been cut off.
One minute, two minutes...
Luo Feng wasn't in a hurry. He knew that only when he had emptied his mind and entered a state close to sleep might he sense the mysterious Cosmic Energy.
After fifteen minutes, Luo Feng finally neared sleep.
Though he still held the "Five Hearts Towards Heaven" posture, he had already forgotten that he was supposed to be sensing Cosmic Energy.
Yet in that strange moment, suspended between sleep and wakefulness—
"How comfortable."
In his near-sleeping state, Luo Feng vaguely sensed wisps of an almost imperceptible presence passing through the soles of his feet, the centers of his palms, and the Baihui acupoint at the crown of his head. They flowed into his body at an extremely slow pace, like a gentle stream.
"It worked. This feels amazing."
Still half asleep, Luo Feng was overcome with delight.
He tried to maintain that state.
Gradually, the strange sensation grew clearer.
Faint wisps of energy drifted through the air, almost impossible to detect. Only when they came close to the soles of his feet could a little seep inside, and even then, incredibly slowly.
"So this is Cosmic Energy. It really is incredible."
As he gradually grew familiar with the subtle sensation, Luo Feng focused his awareness on his "five hearts."
His mind naturally sent out powerful thoughts of "absorbing Cosmic Energy." It was as if an invisible force were drawing the energy in. The speed at which his feet, palms, and Baihui acupoint absorbed Cosmic Energy surged, increasing nearly a hundredfold in an instant.
At first, Cosmic Energy had seeped into Luo Feng's body as if through a pinprick-sized crack in a water pipe, trickling in one drop at a time. Now, the crack seemed to have suddenly widened, and Cosmic Energy poured into his body in a thin, steady stream.
"Ahhh..."
A shiver rising from deep within his bones and marrow made Luo Feng's body tremble involuntarily.
The moment this invisible, colorless Cosmic Energy entered his body, every cell—already ravenous—devoured it like rain after a drought.
It poured into Luo Feng through five mysterious channels, flowing without end.
Luo Feng's physical fitness had already far surpassed that of an ordinary Quasi-Martial Artist. And earlier that day, awakening as a Spiritual Telekinetic had strengthened his body even further.
That meant he could contain and absorb more energy during his first attempt to absorb Cosmic Energy.
In the original story, Luo Feng had gained only about 600 kilograms of strength the first time he absorbed Cosmic Energy. This time, his strength quickly rose by 600 kilograms, yet his body showed no sign of reaching its limit. It was like a bottomless pit, greedily drawing in Cosmic Energy.
Time slipped by, second by second...
Luo Feng's body was undergoing a profound transformation.
His skin, muscles, and bones, every one of his cells deep inside, even his very genes—all were changing in subtle ways.
It was the evolution of life, an optimization of his genes, as if he were advancing toward a higher form of life.
"According to the cultivation method, the human body has never consciously absorbed Cosmic Energy since birth, so it's always been in a state of extreme hunger.
"The Quasi-Martial Artist level is only the minimum threshold for absorbing Cosmic Energy, and I'm already far beyond it.
"Besides, the first time you absorb Cosmic Energy is usually when you absorb the most, and when your strength improves the fastest!
"This time, I'm probably going to make a huge leap in strength."
Luo Feng could clearly feel his body undergoing fundamental changes at an astonishing pace, filling him with anticipation.
Of course, the whole Earth—and the boundless universe beyond it—was filled with endless Cosmic Energy.
The tiny amount Luo Feng was absorbing now was negligible on a planetary scale.
But to Luo Feng, this was the greatest improvement he had ever experienced in his life.
As his body rapidly grew stronger, a wondrous change was quietly taking place in the mysterious sea of consciousness within him.
Deep in the sea of consciousness, beyond Luo Feng's perception, Cosmic Energy continued to pour in, even reaching the deepest part of his brain region. The Dark Golden Sphere, about the size of an egg, began to change the instant the energy touched it, like a ball of ice exposed to intense heat.
The outermost layer of the Dark Golden Sphere gradually melted, transforming from a solid into a mist.
As this happened, Luo Feng's Spiritual Telekinesis blazed to life and grew stronger at a rapid pace.
Just as Luo Feng was immersed in the wondrous process of cultivating Genetic Origin Energy—
In Tiandu Garden Residential Area, Yi'an District.
Inside a lavishly decorated villa—
"Bang!"
A delicate wineglass smashed against the gleaming marble floor, shattering into pieces. The sharp crash rang out through the quiet room.
"Luo Feng is a Quasi-Martial Artist? He became one at eighteen? How is that possible?"
Zhang Zelong had just gotten off the phone with Deputy Director Liu. After hearing the news, he had been so furious that he smashed the wineglass in his hand.
"If I hadn't called Liu Yingcai myself, he wouldn't even have told me. He even said there's a big shot backing Luo Feng and that I'd better drop the matter.
"Hmph. My son is dead, and I'm not even allowed to pursue this?"
The more Zhang Zelong thought about it, the angrier he became. Rage clouded his judgment, and he grabbed another bottle from the table and smashed it against the floor.
After a while, Zhang Zelong finally began to calm down.
"Right, that Maserati seems to have an in-car camera. I can check what happened at the time.
"Something about this feels strange. Haobai was an Advanced Martial Arts Student. There's no way he could have died in a car accident so easily. And how did a piece of the car happen to pierce his heart, nearly going right through him?"
Thinking of this, Zhang Zelong hurriedly picked up his phone and tapped open an app bearing the Maserati logo.
Since the car was registered under Zhang Zelong's name, he could view its in-car footage from the past seventy-two hours.
That was right—the Maserati MC20 really did have an in-car camera.
Many people disliked having cameras installed inside their cars, believing it could invade their privacy. Still, there was no denying that in-car cameras had plenty of practical uses.
They could deter theft, monitor a driver's health, record driving data...
So quite a few carmakers had added this feature to their vehicles.
After setting the time, Zhang Zelong soon saw what had happened.
"I heard he went to take the Quasi-Martial Artist Assessment today. If he becomes a Martial Artist, I may never get another chance to take revenge on him."
"Hmph. I heard Luo Feng has a disabled younger brother. One more hit, and Luo Feng can go keep him company."
"You're just some poor kid. How come you always get the better of me? You brought this on yourself by acting so arrogant back then."
Listening to Zhang Haobai mutter to himself in the video, Zhang Zelong knew his earlier suspicions had been right.
Sure enough, his son had provoked Luo Feng first, and that was what had led to this tragedy.
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