Ice Spirit Fruit

"Place your hand on the Black Altar and scan it with your spiritual consciousness," Qishan said, fiddling with an object in his hand that resembled a Rubik's Cube.

Chen Beixun nodded, then placed his hand into the palm-shaped indentation on the Black Altar. Instantly, several golden rays of light spread out like a spiderweb, covering the entire surface.

Beep, beep... The Black Altar projected a display.

(Level: Universe Grade 3)

(Consciousness Amplitude: 40)

"If you understand any Laws, demonstrate them," Qishan said, his expression indifferent as he gazed at the projection.

At these words, a chill emanated from Chen Beixun's body, and his form became fluid, shifting into a myriad of shapes.

(Water Law Insight: Sub-par)

Chen Beixun blinked. "Sub-par?"

"I've been cultivating for so long..." Chen Beixun's face fell, his eyes dimming.

"Keep cultivating. Strive to cross the threshold before reaching the Domain Lord level." Qishan naturally saw through Chen Beixun's thoughts. Having cultivated for years without even achieving a 'poor' rating was a blow, but such is life; setbacks are common. One must recognize and accept their own limitations and continue to practice as usual.

"Your brain's domain capacity is very high, and you have considerable talent in spiritual consciousness cultivation. Besides, you have obtained the Master's inheritance," Qishan said.

Qishan turned around, his back to the other, and spoke calmly, "I will map out a cultivation plan for you."

Qishan's gaze darkened. After a few seconds of thought, he asked, "Has the Genius Tournament been held? Was it the Virtual Universe Company's or the Giant Axe Dojo's?"

"It was held a hundred years ago, by the Giant Axe Dojo," Chen Beixun replied.

"Good, good." Qishan turned his head and suddenly smiled, though the expression was somewhat chilling.

Chen Beixun felt a cold shiver down his spine and, emboldened, asked, "Is there a problem?"

Qishan stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Chen Beixun. "The Genius Tournament has passed, and the Warrior Tournament is approaching. This is an opportunity! You must seize it!"

"The Warrior Tournament?" Chen Beixun asked, puzzled.

"The Warrior Tournament is far more terrifying than the petty squabbles of the Genius Tournament."

Qishan looked at Chen Beixun with a cryptic smile. "The Warrior Tournament is far more terrifying than the petty squabbles of the Genius Tournament."

Chen Beixun shrugged and said in a deep voice, "It would be a lie to say I'm not afraid, but I want to try."

"I do not wish to be confined within a single Universe Kingdom; my goal is to become a supreme powerhouse!"

Chen Beixun's gaze was firm. He had had enough of hiding and living at the mercy of others. He was tired of having to kneel and pay respects to those who held higher status but possessed far inferior strength. He was done with all of it!

Qishan stared at the steely resolve in Chen Beixun's eyes and said slowly, "Cultivate steadily. You must at least have the ability to save your own life by the time the Warrior Tournament arrives."

In the universe, competition is opportunity—it is qualification!

"Also, that soul technique of yours is quite good. What is it called?" Qishan suddenly asked.

"Uh... the Twilight Art!" Chen Beixun replied.

"The Twilight Art... the Twilight Art?!" A strange look crossed Qishan's eyes. He looked at the other in disbelief, then laughed. "That is a supreme technique that could fetch an astronomical price at an auction!"

"You brat, you have good fortune!"

Chen Beixun gave a wry smile at these words, his gaze shifting. "Let's leave this place first."

Qishan raised an eyebrow, confused. "This place is extremely safe, and there is even a Starry Sky Behemoth waiting for you to soul-control it!"

Chen Beixun blinked, then blurted out, "You know about everything here?!"

The technology of Tianwen Planet had been locked down to prevent anyone from escaping and leaking information, while potential powerhouses were secretly guided and nurtured as candidates for the inheritance.

"Normally speaking, Luoduo, Emperor Mu, or Emperor Ta would have become the inheritors."

Qishan's eyes were deep and unblinking as he spoke without reservation. "Your intrusion has disrupted my original plan."

"If you had landed on Tianwen Planet first and seized the inheritance, I would have lured you to find Luoduo and then killed you, allowing Luoduo to become the inheritor."

"Regardless of how you look at it, Luoduo's aptitude is something we have both witnessed."

"Do you understand what I am saying?" After saying this, Qishan looked at him.

Chen Beixun pondered for a moment, thinking to himself, Whether I saved Luoduo back then or not, Qishan would have protected him.

If I hadn't transmigrated, Luoduo would have been the protagonist here.

The butterfly effect.

Chen Beixun thought through many things in a short span of time, then said, "I naturally understand. Survival of the fittest."

Qishan nodded slightly. The more he looked at this inheritor, the more satisfied he became.

From the moment Chen Beixun arrived before the F9-grade spaceship, the test had already begun, though he had been unaware of it.

"This is an Ice Spirit Fruit; it is of great help for gaining insights into the Water Law." As Qishan spoke, he took a crystal-clear, frost-covered fruit from the Rubik's Cube in his hand and tossed it to Chen Beixun.

"Where there is an Ice Spirit Fruit, there are naturally Fire Spirit Fruits, Wood Spirit Fruits, and so on." After saying this, Qishan took out another fruit that looked like a gnarled piece of wood and tossed it to Chen Beixun.

"Feed the Wood Spirit Fruit to the Demon Island Vine. Within a hundred years, it will reach the sixth or seventh stage of the Domain Lord level..."

"It might even cause the Demon Island Vine to mutate." Qishan walked toward the exit of the cultivation cabin as he spoke.

As he walked to the door of the training chamber, he suddenly turned back and said, "There is an anonymous Virtual Universe helmet inside the chamber. You should go to the 'Universe First Bank' yourself to inherit a portion of the master's legacy."

"The account number is 7842-5874-LOAJ-5642-5642-034."

"As for the password, take the account number, reverse it, add the coordinates here, and perform a calculation using the unique signal wave emitted by the spaceship."

"Also, keep in mind that this is merely one of the master's sub-accounts. To inherit the entirety, you must go to a physical branch of the Universe First Bank in reality," Qishan added with narrowed eyes.

Chen Beixun nodded slightly.

"Go and train well," Qishan said, then departed.

Chen Beixun pondered for a moment and decided to first head to the Universe First Bank in the virtual universe to inherit a portion of his teacher's legacy before going to the Slaughter Arena for training.

Slaughter Arena, within an endless crimson-yellow desert.

Swish!

A streak of white light flashed by, causing the space to ripple as it slammed into a barrier composed of several hexagonal black telekinetic weapons.

As the white light dissipated, a chilling flying wheel made of twelve blades began to cut through the barrier like an electric saw.

In an instant, the barrier was split in two. The flying wheel slipped through the gap and severed the head of the man in green robes inside. Because the wheel carried a trace of the Law of Water, the blood froze, preventing it from spraying everywhere.

Zzzzz...

The endless crimson-yellow desert vanished, replaced by a giant island.

(Ai Kun (Chen Beixun) time taken: 3 minutes 07 seconds, victory!)

"This guy named Ai Kun has already won 25 consecutive betting matches!" someone exclaimed.

Chen Beixun opened his eyes and smirked at the man in green robes he had just fought. "Don't forget the 100 million Universe Coins."

The man in green robes glared, his eyes wide with fury, and he retorted in a flustered rage.

"I am a second-tier elite of the Virtual Universe Company!"

Hearing this, Chen Beixun replied indifferently.

"Are you trying to welch on the debt? I'm afraid you don't have the money, do you?"

The surrounding crowd began to jeer at the man in green.

"Your Highness Si Te, fight another round! You might just win it back!"

"We haven't seen enough yet!"

Chen Beixun chuckled softly, then spoke up: "Your Highness Si Te, given your family's financial resources, this 100 million Universe Coins is merely a drop in the bucket."

"Surely, you will keep your promise," Chen Beixun said with a flourish, deliberately emphasizing the word "promise."

The man in green, named Si Te, turned bright red, his face flushed with heat.

At this moment, several people were observing from an observation tower.

The top of the tower was simply furnished with three ancient chairs, all of which were occupied by Immortals.

"Li Tong, what do you think of that fellow named Ai Kun?" asked the tall, burly Immortal with the head of a tiger and the body of a man.

"Not bad. He is on the verge of stepping into the threshold of the Laws," replied the Immortal named Li Tong.

The two looked toward the short, red-haired, red-eyed Immortal.

"Nothing to say. He hasn't entered the threshold of the Laws; bringing him into the inner circle won't be of much use."

"I've looked into him. He came from a slave planet, escaped during a planetary riot, and participated in the Genius Tournament; he didn't even make it through the first round," the short Immortal said, blinking his eyes before adding, "Let's just observe him for now."

"Agreed."

Chen Beixun was still training; he remained unaware of the conversation between these big shots.

"A mission?" Chen Beixun asked, puzzled.

Chunqiu replied: "Yes, Qishan has assigned a mission for you, Master."

Chen Beixun nodded, then waved his hand to bring up a projection panel. He said, "The first training mission... movement technique."