Swallowing the Starry Sky: Starting from the Doomsday Secret Realm
Chapter 42

Nine Swords King Regretted It

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People chose inheritances, and inheritance halls chose people, too.

Although each inheritance hall contained countless inheritances, not every inheritance was suitable for everyone to cultivate, nor could just anyone freely choose from among them.

If someone was not talented enough or lacked a solid foundation, they might not even qualify to receive many of the more profound and abstruse inheritances.

The inheritance hall would assess each inheritor's circumstances and select several inheritances best suited for them.

The list of 137 inheritances floating before Feng Hui was a selection of the Space-Time Inheritance Hall's most suitable space-time inheritances for him.

Feng Hui studied the list carefully, making his choices as he considered the relevant information that had been imparted to him.

The Cosmic Emperor Inheritance, the Time-Space Mountain Lord Inheritance, the Chaos Demon God Inheritance...

Each of these 137 space-time inheritances had its own mysteries. Even the secrets revealed in their brief descriptions had him utterly captivated.

After reading the list from beginning to end, Feng Hui reluctantly raised his head and looked once more at the first entry: "Cosmic Emperor Inheritance."

Of the 137 space-time inheritances Feng Hui qualified to receive, the Cosmic Emperor Inheritance was the most profound and abstruse.

It was no wonder the Cosmic Emperor had been so confident in his own space-time inheritance in the words he had left on the title page of the initial volume of the Cosmic Scripture, which Feng Hui had seen back then.

Perhaps Dongdi Tower held even more profound space-time inheritances that Feng Hui was not yet qualified to cultivate, but for now, the Cosmic Emperor Inheritance was already his best choice.

Besides, Feng Hui had already cultivated the Cosmic Scripture for a long time, laying a decent foundation.

As the space-time inheritance of the Cosmic Emperor, designed to complement the Cosmic Scripture technique, it was undoubtedly an excellent choice for him given the foundation he already had.

This is the one!

As Feng Hui made his choice, a wondrous sound began to echo in his mind, plunging him directly into a strange illusion.

In that illusion, the deeper mysteries of the Way of Time and Space were revealed to Feng Hui in the greatest detail.

It was as if someone had torn apart every profound aspect of the Time Law and the Law of Space and was explaining them to Feng Hui bit by bit.

It was so detailed!

It was as though a super powerhouse were directly pouring the mysteries of time and space into his mind.

It was far more effective than studying the Cosmic Chaos Stele in Chaos City.

After an unknown amount of time...

The power faded away.

Feng Hui awoke from the illusion, feeling as though he had lost something.

After receiving the inheritance just once, he already felt that his comprehension of the Time Law and the Law of Space had made tremendous progress.

It seemed that this single inheritance had been more effective than the decades he had spent cultivating and comprehending before, but that was actually an illusion.

Before this, Feng Hui had worked tirelessly to cultivate and comprehend the Time Law and the Law of Space. Along the way, he had perhaps understood some things, while others remained unclear.

But it was precisely because he had carefully studied them for so long and accumulated so many questions about the Way of Time and Space that he could suddenly see the light when he received the inheritance. Some mysteries he had pondered over without understanding became clear to him at once, making him feel as though he had suddenly comprehended so much.

Anyone who thought they could skip the hard work of cultivation and advance simply by relying on inheritances would be making a grave mistake.

Without all the reflection, failures, and doubts that came before, even receiving an inheritance would yield little benefit, and they would certainly struggle to make much progress.

After entering Dongdi Tower and receiving the inheritance, Feng Hui's Dongdi Clan Body remained in the Eastern Domain Great World, where it continued to receive special training.

His human body continued its cultivation in Chaos City, in the Primordial Universe.

Before he knew it, the years had drifted by, and time had rushed on.

Chaos City, in the Human Race's Primordial Universe.

At the residence of Nine Swords King, the future Nine Swords Venerable.

Feng Hui was asking Nine Swords King about the difficulties and doubts he had encountered in his cultivation and receiving his guidance.

The short-haired young man, still dressed in black battle attire, stood there. Though he seemed exceedingly small next to Nine Swords King, the aura he held in check was enough to make anyone's heart tremble.

Compared to when Feng Hui had first arrived in Chaos City thirty years ago, he had lost the naivete of a newcomer.

Thirty years of quiet cultivation in Chaos City had subtly yet profoundly transformed Feng Hui's bearing.

It was a distinctive presence, formed by comprehending the Universe Origin Law and blending it with his innermost nature: steady and reserved, profound yet resolute.

It was a confidence and composure that radiated from deep within, along with the courage and resolve to fearlessly explore the unknown mysteries of the universe.

Nine Swords King looked at Feng Hui with an air of calm. "Mm, your progress in comprehension is quite good."

In truth, a storm was already raging in his heart.

Over the past twenty-odd years, the more Nine Swords King guided Feng Hui, the more astonished he became!

Normally, a typical genius would make rapid progress at first, then slow down as they advanced.

What was more, Feng Hui was comprehending the most difficult Cosmic Chaos Stele. He had chosen the arduous path of cultivating time and space together, and was also following the route of analyzing the essence of the laws.

Each of these three obstacles was harder than the last. They could filter out countless geniuses whose ambitions exceeded their talent.

Yet Feng Hui was making faster progress the further he went, even as the challenges grew harder.

Especially around three years ago, Feng Hui's speed of comprehension had suddenly surged again, as if he had been reborn.

The first diagram of the Cosmic Chaos Stele was the most basic and relatively easy. Feng Hui had already fully comprehended it after spending more than twenty years in Chaos City.

But the second diagram contained the profound essences of the Time Law and the Law of Space, making it far more difficult than the first.

Nine Swords King had thought this would stump Feng Hui, or at least slow his progress.

But Feng Hui... was simply outrageous.

Over the past three years, his mastery of the second diagram of the Cosmic Chaos Stele had advanced by leaps and bounds.

The questions he asked Nine Swords King left him secretly astonished.

Before, Feng Hui had seemed like a once-in-a-hundred-million-years genius in the Cosmos School.

Though the other Sect Masters of the Cosmos School considered him impressive, in the eyes of Nine Swords King—the Human Race's peerless genius of this era and its youngest Invincible King—he was nothing special.

At least, he had not been outstanding enough to make Nine Swords King want to take him as a disciple.

But now, Feng Hui...

If Nine Swords King could go back and make the choice again, he would certainly have agreed to take Feng Hui as his disciple when Feng Hui had asked him.

Though he did not say so aloud, deep down, Nine Swords King already regretted rejecting him back then.

But there was no taking back what had been done. He had clearly turned down Feng Hui's request to become his disciple in front of so many people.

As the Human Race's youngest Invincible King of this era, Nine Swords King had his pride. He could not publicly take back his words.

That would be like slapping himself in the face!

So, despite being increasingly pleased with Feng Hui after guiding him for over twenty years, he still did not bring up the matter of taking him as a disciple.

Whether or not he regretted it, he at least kept up his cool, aloof demeanor, revealing nothing.

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