Clone

In the Virtual Universe, there was a special plane filled with black-purple currents of air. Countless stars shimmered with black-purple light and blazed with raging flames as they revolved around a Nine-Story Pagoda.

This was Demon Wing Venerable's personal plane in the Virtual Universe.

Every Universe Venerable belonging to the Virtual Universe Company could build their own palace on Thunder Island.

Besides having a palace on Thunder Island, all Universe Venerables could also choose to build an independent plane in the Virtual Universe to display their status.

Of course, some Universe Venerables chose not to build their own planes and instead preferred to live with other Venerables on Thunder Island.

Demon Wing Venerable, however, had used his influence to build a plane for himself alone.

After hundreds of millions of years of arduous cultivation, he could no longer make any progress. Even exchanging ideas with other Venerables failed to give him the slightest inspiration. As the years passed, the fire in his heart seemed to die out. Most of the time, he simply guarded important secret realms for his race or accepted invitations from the few companions he could talk to and went exploring.

He spent most of his remaining time with nothing to do.

What was more, Demon Wing Venerable had the Ability of Clones!

That meant he had no fear of falling while exploring secret realms. He was the one who took the rear guard most of the time.

For this very reason, many members of the Human Race and the Hong Alliance, as well as Universe Overlords from Alien Races, were glad to invite Demon Wing Venerable along when exploring secret realms.

After all, the Ability of Clones was extremely convenient.

Especially for those at the level of Universe Venerable or even Universe Master, having a clone and not having one were completely different matters.

Powerful beings with clones could act far more boldly. They had no fear of falling and would fight at the slightest disagreement. At worst, they would lose all the treasures they carried.

Those without clones, on the other hand, had to be much more cautious. Every time they fell, they lost all their treasures, and their race wouldn't revive them for free. Each revival left them with another enormous debt.

On this matter, a certain Venerable who had fallen three times in a row had the most to say.

After falling three times in a row, he had not only lost all his treasures but had also run up a huge debt in Supreme Treasure Points to his friends and race. A Universe Venerable had ended up owing as much as a Universe Overlord was worth.

It was hard to imagine anything more miserable.

But this would never happen to a powerful being like Demon Wing Venerable, who had the Ability of Clones.

For a powerful being like Demon Wing Venerable, even if one clone fell, he only needed to expend a little divine power to restore it.

Moreover, powerful beings with clones generally didn't keep all their wealth on a single clone. Even if one fell, in most cases they had spare treasures to replace what they lost.

As their fortunes waxed and others' waned, they grew richer and richer.

Take the Human Race, for example. The richest Universe Venerables were undoubtedly the Top Universe Overlords. Not only did their gene multipliers reach several thousand times, they also had the Ability of Clones. A single opening of the Primitive Stars could earn them an unimaginable number of Supreme Treasure Points.

Below the Top Universe Overlords were Universe Overlords like Demon Wing Venerable, who also had the Ability of Clones.

At the entrance to the pagoda, Qin Cang strode toward the door with firm steps.

The first floor of the pagoda was Demon Wing Venerable's living quarters, where he received guests and instructed his disciples.

As Qin Cang entered the pagoda, a tall figure appeared out of thin air.

It was Demon Wing Venerable. His features were rugged, his build upright, and he stood over three meters tall. Dark Gold Secret Patterns covered his bronze-colored skin. It was said that this was a special feature of the secret technique he cultivated.

A pair of wings grew from his back. They were dark purple and had the look and feel of a special crystal. Rumor had it that Demon Wing Venerable's wings had absorbed a special treasure. His talent had soared ever since, and he had created a Flight Secret Technique based on those wings. Among Venerables, his speed was considered top-tier.

Demon Wing Venerable wore Black Battle Armor, which was wreathed in a faint purple glow. Black-purple flames occasionally surged from it.

"Greetings, Master." Qin Cang bowed respectfully.

The sight was rather comical. Qin Cang was a member of the Yan God Clan, whose members stood eight to ten meters tall, while Demon Wing Venerable was only a little over three meters tall.

"Hahaha! As expected of my disciple—you haven't let your master down. You've cultivated for only seven thousand years, yet you've already passed the 16th Level of the Sky Bridge. You even passed the Domain Lord Level Primal Sky Mountain, which no one had managed to pass in fifteen million eras! Well done, well done! You've made your master proud." Demon Wing Venerable looked at Qin Cang, satisfaction filling his heart.

After all, at their level, they had virtually no hope of making another breakthrough. Their talent had reached its limit, and their resolve had faded; they no longer had the fearless courage they'd possessed in their youth.

There were naturally plenty of Venerables in this situation within the Human Race and the Hong Alliance. They formed their own little circles and gathered to drink and brag.

With no hope of making another breakthrough themselves, what else could they talk about more than the younger generation of their races and their own disciples?

Before Qin Cang, Demon Wing Venerable had had five disciples. Apart from his fifth disciple, who had already fallen, the remaining four included two Venerables, one limit-level King, and one Invincible King. Their quality could be called exceptional.

But who wouldn't want their disciples to be even more talented, even more extraordinary?

No one would turn that down.

Demon Wing Venerable hadn't taken on a disciple in countless years. It wasn't until a few years ago that he finally made up his mind to accept Qin Cang as his disciple.

Qin Cang had cultivated for only seven thousand years, yet he had passed both the Universe Level and Domain Lord Level Primal Sky Mountains.

His talent was nothing short of monstrous.

After all, the World Lord Level was when one's cultivation speed was fastest. Qin Cang was only at the Domain Lord Level now and hadn't yet broken through to the World Lord Level. Just how terrifying would his cultivation speed be once he reached it?

The Human Race would probably gain another Venerable within the next few hundred thousand years.

"Disciple, I told you before that if you passed the Domain Lord Level Primal Sky Mountain within ten thousand years, I would give you another treasure.

"Back then, you passed the Universe Level Primal Sky Mountain in less than two thousand years. You told me you wanted materials to cultivate Star-Eating Grass, and I agreed, but I still haven't followed through.

"So now, while you're about to break through to the World Lord Level, tell me what the second item you want is. I'll do my best to get it for you.

"I'll have it delivered to your estate along with the materials for cultivating Star-Eating Grass and the World Lord Level Nutrient Solution." Demon Wing Venerable waved his hand, settling the matter at once, as if Qin Cang could ask for anything he wanted.

"Master, there really is something I've always wanted." Qin Cang said.

"Hahaha! Go ahead and tell me. There shouldn't be any treasure you could use that I can't get my hands on. Just ask. Saying what you want is your job; leave the rest to me." Demon Wing Venerable laughed, as if to show that his disciple had nothing to worry about.

"In that case, I'll be direct. I want to have the Ability of Clones, just like you, Master."