Fifteen-Fold Genes

Virtual Universe, Rainy Mountain.

Heavenly Domain, Luliduo's residence.

Luliduo stared at the ceiling, her eyes unfocused.

Beside her, Qianshui's face was bitter, her eyes shimmering as if with tears. She kept chattering nonstop. Ever since Gaido told her about Li Dui's situation, she had rushed straight to Luliduo's place, and her mouth had barely stopped since.

"That brat. Always saying how safe and comfortable he is. Look at him now! Big trouble, right?"

"This is driving me crazy!"

"Why hasn't he replied to the emails yet! That bastard. He's not really in trouble, is he? Luli, has he replied to you?"

Luliduo shook her head, saying nothing.

Inside the spaceship.

The regrets and resentment that had lingered in Li Dui's heart dissipated in an instant.

Happiness came too suddenly.

Although this wasn't a Clone Secret Technique, the created body was essentially a puppet. It couldn't exist independently—without a soul injected, it was just a dead thing.

Even if a sliver of soul was infused, it was merely controlled by the main body's consciousness. If the main body died, no matter how many extra bodies remained, they were useless. They would all vanish simultaneously in an instant.

Unlike the Clone Secret Technique, where additional bodies were true bodies. They could unleash full power at any time, were another self with shared thoughts, could cultivate, comprehend, and grow stronger. Any clone that died could be re-condensed from another.

But Li Dui was extremely satisfied with this secret technique. He couldn't care less about clones or not.

This is amazing. Do I need clones to help me cultivate?

I'll just keep my main body hidden. I'll find a place to lie low and cultivate quietly. The extra body can run around freely, completely unafraid of death. Isn't this like treating the real world as the Virtual Universe?

Several methods for staying low-key instantly popped into Li Dui's mind. Laughter echoed through the spaceship cabin.

"Master, your unread emails have reached 1,000."

Xiao Le's voice interrupted Li Dui's daydreaming.

"1,000?" Are you kidding?

"View." Li Dui commanded.

His email interface appeared on the ship's screen.

Seeing the pile of emails from everyone, it turned out they thought he had suddenly gone offline because he was in a life-or-death crisis.

Gaido and the others who were competing together—dozens or hundreds of them—sent over 200 emails.

Hong, 71.

Thor, 116.

Luliduo, 237.

Qianshui, 366.

"Uh~" A warm current washed over his heart. Everyone cares about me this much?

Qianshui, who loved to pad word counts, sending a lot wasn't surprising. But this was too much, wasn't it? How long had it been? 366?

And Luliduo—normally you couldn't squeeze five words out of her with three strikes. Who knew she'd send him so many emails too?

But right now, Li Dui really didn't have the heart to log into the Virtual Universe. Whatever competition or not, he cast it all aside.

He sent a unified reply to that group of buddies, reporting he was safe, saying he needed to focus on reality for now and wouldn't continue the competition.

He replied separately to Hong and Thor.

In the three-person group chat, he sent a voice message: "Luli~ Water Girl. I'm not dead, don't worry, don't worry. I hit the jackpot! Later, E-level meal on me!"

"E your head! Don't talk! Run if you need to, hide if you need to." Qianshui replied instantly. She misunderstood—seeing that Li Dui hadn't even logged into the Virtual Universe, she thought he was still in danger. Yet he was still showing off, making her want to bite him to death.

"Safety first." Luliduo's voice carried a sense of relief.

Li Dui laughed heartily and said no more.

This innate secret technique came right after the acknowledgment of the Origin Law of Space.

The first-tier usage requirement was reaching King Rank Immortal-level law comprehension.

That clearly meant it was because of this that the Primal Universe granted this technique.

For the strong in the universe, King Rank Immortal-level comprehension was nothing special. The Primal Universe certainly wouldn't bother granting a technique just for that.

So it had to be because I'm still at Universe Rank.

I'm a true Universe Rank, not a special lifeform. My body has no special traits except for the threefold gene boost from the Xueluo Crystal.

So, under the premise of Universe Rank, achieving acknowledgment of the Origin Law of Space—single-system law reaching King Rank Immortal-level comprehension—the Primal Universe would grant this technique. Li Dui pondered inwardly.

Universe Rank, acknowledgment of the Origin Law of Space—was that hard? Harder than achieving perfect genes? Li Dui mused.

Harder? He was full and didn't know the hunger of the starving. Universe Rank only lived for a hundred thousand years. Even geniuses? The human race's genius benchmark was the Heavenly Bridge's thirteenth level. And even that was mostly achieved through various factors. The Origin Law of Space's eighteenth level? Not even in dreams.

The Primal Universe, countless cycles of reincarnation. All kinds of heaven-defying lifeforms—even naturally perfect-gene Universe Masters—were plentiful. But relying on self-comprehension to reach King Rank at Universe Rank? That truly didn't exist.

This technique was far from ordinary.

First, it was not one of those countless specks of light. That was the difference.

Second, the requirements of this secret art were simply that one had reached a certain level of law comprehension to use it.

This meant the secret art favored those with high law comprehension. If you had the ability to reach that level of law insight ahead of time, it would let you use it. There was no need to wait until your realm had caught up.

The third tier was where the true depth lay. But that was too far off; no need to think about it for now.

Eat your meal one bite at a time. Let's talk about what could be used immediately.

First tier of the secret art.

Five avatars, each with twenty percent of the original body's physical attributes.

"With my current threefold gene, twenty percent is... ah, no." Li Dui slapped his own head.

"Truly stupid." Cursing himself, Li Dui pulled a Xueluo Crystal from his spatial ring.

Without hesitation, he fused it directly.

With the Hula Hoop connected, fusion was merely a matter of time.

The fourth crystal succeeded.

Again. Out of habit, he disconnected the Hula Hoop. He wouldn't feel right without a clash of wills for each new Xueluo Crystal.

After a moment, the Xueluo Crystal burst out from Li Dui's chest.

He stared thoughtfully at the crystal on the ground.

The mental impact was indeed stronger than the third crystal's. But the increase was limited and couldn't provide the tempering effect Li Dui wanted.

It seemed his will had broken through a major threshold last time. Was breaking through in willpower really this simple?

The Earthling bloodline was truly fierce in this regard. That was fine—he didn't need to acknowledge the Star Tower anyway. Li Dui mused.

The truth was, Li Dui could barely resist the temptation to create avatars anymore.

Since he wasn't considering willpower tempering anymore, what was there to say? Time to cheat.

Fifth crystal.

Sixth.

Seventh.

Fifteenth.

Activating the power of Xueluo, fifteenfold genes.

An overwhelming feeling. This sensation was different from law power. More intuitive, more real, easier to breed confidence.

He could start creating avatars now. Taking a deep breath, he removed his battle armor and sat cross-legged, beginning to execute the Puppet Body of Self secret art.

On Li Dui's exposed spine, a small fleshy lump the size of a bean slowly swelled.

The tiny lump seemed alive, pulsing slowly.