"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."
The faint sound of blades cutting through the air carried across the open space, interspersed now and then with the light patter of footsteps.
Following the sound, one could see a figure darting and weaving across a spacious clearing.
A closer look revealed a young boy with a childish face, standing over three meters tall. His long, fiery-red hair fell to his waist, and he wore Black Battle Armor. He had a handsome face, and his slightly bulging muscles gave him a distinctly masculine air. What a spirited young man.
Across from him, streaks of shadow hurtled toward him at incredible speed.
A closer look revealed that they were long, dark arrows with a metallic sheen.
One arrow after another shot toward him from ten thousand meters away. In the blink of an eye, they were already beside the boy, silent as wraiths in the night.
In that moment of peril, the boy remained unhurried, his steps light as he darted left and right, escaping without a scratch.
His expression was relaxed as he and the countless arrows together formed a perfect tableau.
Before long, the arrow rain had silently come to a halt.
The boy stopped moving as well. Feeling the immense strength coursing through his body, he took a light breath, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Ding. Congratulations, Prince Wu Ye. You have perfectly completed the movement training. You have now finished all the basic lessons and may proceed to the training camp for the next stage of advanced instruction." A cold electronic voice rang out.
Hearing this, Huang Wuye was overjoyed. Even that usually icy voice sounded pleasant to his ears.
He couldn't help it; he was just that happy. Even a man nearing forty on the inside couldn't help wanting to laugh out loud.
Huang Wuye had been an ordinary member of the teeming masses on Blue Star. Heaven only knew which great deity had taken pity on him and granted him a chance to escape his life as a corporate drone, transmigrating him into the world of Swallowed Star.
As for transmigration, Huang Wuye was all for it. In his words, an ordinary world simply couldn't contain him.
So ever since arriving in this thrilling, high-martial world, he had looked forward to everything.
Huang Wuye had been born into extraordinary circumstances in this life. He was a member of the Desolate God Clan, one of humanity's ten peak races.
The Desolate God Clan looked much like Blue Star's humans, but its members were far larger.
As a member of the Desolate God Clan, he was extraordinary to begin with, and Huang Wuye was even more remarkable: he had been born at the Planetary Level. He had been quite pleased—until reality turned out to be rather depressing.
Huang Wuye had never imagined he'd have to go through school all over again after being reborn. He had just left the ivory tower, only to have to do it all over again.
It wouldn't have been so bad. He could always pass the time in the Virtual Universe.
But something was off about the Desolate God Clan! According to clan rules, young children weren't allowed to enter the Virtual Universe until they had completed their basic instruction. The reason? To keep them from getting addicted.
As a former top student and a newly minted Planetary Level powerhouse, Huang Wuye had been very confident at first. How hard could a few lessons for little kids be? But reality had still slapped him hard across the face.
Who knew Desolate God Clan children had so much to learn? Books like Aragami Clan Cultivation Basics, Universal Basic Language, Mentalist Cultivation Explained, Domains and Laws, and Body Power Explained were all understandable—cultivation knowledge, after all. Nothing to complain about there!
But what on earth was Aragami Clan History? Heaven only knew the Desolate God Clan had existed since the beginning of the universe, with countless beings recorded over billions upon billions of years. Besides, with virtual intelligence available, why make him study all that?
But after his repeated protests were brutally suppressed, Huang Wuye had no choice but to bow to the powers that be. As the saying went, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west; don't look down on a poor young man! One day, he'd make those old men remember the legendary deeds of the future strongest being in the universe.
And so, after sixteen long years of hard work, he, Huang Wuye, had finally obtained the scriptures—no, reached the goal.
Huang Wuye could proudly say that he was the fastest in Desolate God Clan history to finish the basic curriculum. There was no one else. He had made history.
Looking back now, he realized that no ancient race with a long heritage was simple. It wasn't just their powerful racial talents; they also had an excellent system for raising their young.
Although sixteen years had only barely brought him to the peak of the Planetary Level as a warrior and the Star Level as a little mentalist, Huang Wuye could proudly say he now had a clear understanding of the essence of cultivation.
Lost in thought, Huang Wuye leaped into the air and flew in a certain direction. Before long, he arrived before a colossal palace. The palace was enormous; its entrance alone was a hundred meters high and several hundred meters long. Its walls were covered in mysterious patterns, and the entire building stood several thousand meters tall.
Two squads of guards stood before the palace. All of them were dozens of meters tall and differed in appearance. They were humanoid, but their arms were covered in scales. These guards came from the Desolate God Clan's subordinate races and served as his mother's guards.
When they saw Huang Wuye, they all gave him a slight bow in greeting.
"Oh! Let me have a look. Why, isn't this little Wu Ye? Oh, you've actually finished your basic lessons. How impressive!" A figure suddenly appeared in the air before the palace. It was a palm-sized little person with delicate, elf-like features.
The elf-like being was an intelligent life, his mother's virtual assistant.
Huang Wuye's lips curled into a smile. "Vinia, you know who I am. Of course I finished in no time!"
At that, Vinia smiled mischievously. "Oh, really? I wonder who used to complain every day. Who was it again? Let me think!"
Huang Wuye's eyes darted about, and he promptly changed the subject. "Vinia, I've finished my lessons. You'll give me my own intelligent assistant now, right?"
Vinia pursed her lips and turned to walk into the palace. "Little Wu Ye, you're no fun at all! Fine, I'll be magnanimous and let it go. Come with me. Your little monkey is with me. Your mistress is still in seclusion, so I've been looking after him for now."
Huang Wuye followed Vinia into the main hall to wait.
Before long, Vinia returned and beckoned with her hand. A golden figure appeared out of thin air.
A closer look revealed a little monkey, half a meter tall, with golden fur. When he saw Huang Wuye, his eyes lit up, and he leaped onto Huang Wuye's shoulder. A beam of golden light shone from his eyes, and a ring of light encircled Huang Wuye's hand.
At the same time, a voice sounded: "Hello, Master. I am your virtual life assistant."
Huang Wuye was taken aback, then pleasantly surprised. What an unexpected bonus! He hadn't expected to get an intelligent life right away. He had to admit, it was great.
Seeing his expression, Vinia said, "Your maternal grandfather prepared him for you, and the little fellow has already integrated with the Mechanical Heart. He's really lucky!"
Huang Wuye understood at once.
"Do you have a name?"
"Master, I don't."
Huang Wuye thought for a moment, recalling scenes from his previous life, then promptly said, "In that case, your name will be Dasheng!"
"Understood, Master. Dasheng is at your service."
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