Primordial Heavy Water

In reality, the scene unfolding within his sea of consciousness was exactly as he perceived: the pitch-black droplet radiated a blinding light, staining the entire space a deep, abyssal black, rendering even the wisps of mist drifting within nearly invisible.

There was only one exception: the point where the black droplet had landed. That area of space rippled like water, sending out silver-white waves that continuously obstructed the droplet. The droplet's original, lustrous black sheen began to flicker erratically, and the silver-white ripples themselves pulsed, growing and shrinking in turn.

Guan Ning understood the situation the moment he saw it; the black droplet was locked in a stalemate with the silver-white ripples. However, this was no time to be a spectator. The silver-white ripples were spreading throughout his sea of consciousness, slowly encroaching upon the mist formed by his spiritual force at the center. Although he did not know what these silver-white ripples were, a primal instinct warned him that he must not let his spiritual force come into contact with them.

Yet, within this sea of consciousness, avoiding the silver-white ripples was unrealistic; they would eventually permeate the entire space. Therefore, the only way out was to assist the black droplet.

The black droplet was birthed from within me, so it shouldn't harm me... right?

Guan Ning felt incredibly anxious. As the silver-white ripples drew closer to the center of his sea of consciousness, his premonition grew increasingly dire. He did not know if his actions were correct, but at this point, he had no choice but to take a gamble.

Gritting his teeth, the miniature planet in his dantian shuddered slightly before beginning to spin frantically. Deep blue Genetic Origin Energy surged out like a mighty river, rushing straight toward his sea of consciousness. In an instant, the Genetic Origin Energy arrived, and without a moment's hesitation, it poured directly into the black droplet. Bolstered by this infusion, the droplet seemed to have consumed a potent tonic; its brilliant black light erupted once more, its power surging dramatically.

Under the onslaught of the black droplet, the silver-white ripples became increasingly frantic. The more elongated and slow the ripples were, the further they spread; conversely, the more rapid and hurried they became, the shorter the distance they rippled. Seeing this, Guan Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With his support, the black droplet fought with growing ferocity, while the silver-white ripples, like duckweed without roots, grew weaker and weaker. As the ripples were finally exhausted, a fragment of silver-white jade appeared within Guan Ning's sea of consciousness.

Noble!

Indifferent!

Cold!

Seeing this jade fragment, Guan Ning's spirit trembled violently, as if an ant were staring up at a dragon; the two were simply not on the same level.

"What is this? Why is it in my sea of consciousness?" Under the gaze of the silver-white jade fragment, Guan Ning's thoughts seemed to stall, his mind filled only with the panic of its sudden appearance.

"Pop."

A sound like a bubble bursting echoed in his heart, pulling his consciousness back to reality. Regaining his senses, Guan Ning looked at the spot where the jade fragment had been with lingering fear. Only the pitch-black droplet remained; the silver-white jade fragment had vanished without a trace, presumably destroyed by the black droplet.

Guan Ning let out a long breath, simultaneously feeling an invisible shackle on his body shatter, leaving him with a sense of lightness and relief.

Just as he was about to immerse himself in this feeling, a silver-white light appeared on the black droplet in his sea of consciousness, flashed once, and vanished. Before Guan Ning could even feel terror, his vision went black, and he fell into a coma.

"Ugh..."

He did not know how much time had passed when Guan Ning, lying inside the fighter jet, finally awoke. He shook his head, clearing the lingering grogginess. Once his eyes regained their clarity, he muttered to himself, "So that's how it is..."

As it turned out, that silver-white light was not an attack as he had feared, but a stream of information. Through this information, Guan Ning learned of his origins.

He was originally a lifeform from another primitive universe dimension in the Hunyuan Continent. After death, he was reincarnated into the primitive universe where Luo Feng resided. In his previous life, he had accidentally obtained a jade fragment containing the laws of that world—the legendary Jade of Creation. It was under the concealment of this Jade of Creation that Guan Ning had retained his memories from his past life, and it was only because of this fragment that his soul had been able to undergo continuous transformation.

When Guan Ning broke through to the planetary level and awakened his special ability, his soul interacted with the origin will of this primitive universe. Consequently, the primitive universe's origin will pierced through the concealment of the Jade of Creation and discovered its existence.

Naturally, the origin will of the primitive universe sought to destroy this "foreign object," and thus it utilized Guan Ning's special ability—the "black droplet"—to engage the Jade of Creation in battle.

Guan Ning was situated within the primitive universe, so the origin will naturally held the advantage of "Heavenly Timing"; the battle took place within Guan Ning's sea of consciousness, providing the "Geographical Advantage"; and Guan Ning's own attitude represented the "Human Factor."

Although the origin will possessed the advantage of Heavenly Timing, if Guan Ning had insisted on helping the Jade of Creation, it would have been difficult to say who would have emerged victorious between the side holding Heavenly Timing and the side holding the Geographical and Human advantages.

Fortunately, Guan Ning had chosen to assist the black droplet, which represented the origin will. Otherwise, he suspected that before a victor could even be decided, the spatial ripples generated by their clash would have annihilated his soul.

Thinking of this, Guan Ning felt fortunate for his choice.

With Guan Ning's full support, the black droplet—representing the origin will of the primitive universe—destroyed the Jade of Creation with overwhelming force. In its final moments, the Jade of Creation fragment seemed to recall its "hometown" connection to Guan Ning and left behind a secret technique for him.

"So this is my origin?" After sorting through his thoughts, Guan Ning's expression was complex. He had not expected such deep entanglements; the more he thought about it, the more his head ached.

"Forget it, no use dwelling on it. Let me see what I've gained this time. The Jade of Creation was too polite; even after I treated it like that, it still left behind such a generous gift."

Guan Ning shook his head, casting the Jade of Creation fragment and the primitive universe's origin will to the back of his mind. After all, it was in the past, and it would not affect his future, so there was no need to struggle over it.

The most important thing right now was the "generous gift" left behind by the Jade of Creation fragment.

In reality, calling it a gift from the Jade of Creation was perhaps less accurate than calling it a "bestowal" from both the fragment and the origin will.

Guan Ning's consciousness entered his sea of consciousness, and he was instantly stunned. The drifting blue mist was gone, replaced by a miniature planet composed of countless pyramid-shaped crystals. A hazy white luster was interspersed with threads of blue, creating a dreamlike sight.

"Heh, my spiritual force has actually broken through to the planetary level as well. It seems this is also a 'bestowal' from the origin will."

After understanding the situation, Guan Ning let out a cryptic laugh before turning his attention to the secret technique.

This technique was called Primordial Heavy Water. Practicing it allowed one to condense their own Genetic Origin Energy into heavy water. The technique was divided into two parts and six levels. The first five levels were the "Heavy Water Chapter": One-fold Heavy Water, Two-fold Heavy Water, Ten-fold Heavy Water, Hundred-fold Heavy Water, and Thousand-fold Heavy Water. The "Primordial Water Chapter" consisted of only one level, the sixth: the transformation of Thousand-fold Heavy Water into Primordial Heavy Water.

In mythology, Primordial Heavy Water originated from the depths of the celestial river; a single drop weighed tens of thousands of jin. Once converted into energy, it was vast, refined, and incomparably resilient.

Although the heavy water Guan Ning condensed could not compare to the authentic Primordial Heavy Water, it possessed the same characteristics, even if it was a "castrated" version.

As the name implied, One-fold Heavy Water meant 1x Genetic Origin Energy, though this energy was deeper and heavier, allowing for more powerful techniques.

Two-fold Heavy Water was 2x Genetic Origin Energy... Ten-fold was 10x... Hundred-fold was 100x... Thousand-fold was 1000x... and Primordial Heavy Water was 10,000x!

Thinking of this, Guan Ning focused his attention on the miniature planet in his dantian. The planet had transformed from a six-sided crystal aggregate into a pitch-black sphere of water, rippling from time to time.

This was Guan Ning's new energy core; all the Genetic Origin Energy in his body had been condensed into One-fold Heavy Water during the recent upheaval.

Guan Ning felt the deep, heavy sensation emanating from the One-fold Heavy Water. He suddenly recalled the unstoppable, mountain-splitting momentum Hong had displayed while practicing the Mountain Crushing sword technique. A realization dawned on him: this was "momentum," this was "artistic conception."

Leveraging this sudden epiphany, Guan Ning began to practice the Mountain Crushing sword technique inside the cabin.

In the enclosed cabin, soft light fell upon Guan Ning. With every strike of the sword, the tip sliced through the air, emitting a sharp, piercing sound. It was as if one could hear the wind howling and the fighter jet trembling.

The sword technique was like a collapsing mountain or a splitting earth; every strike carried the force of a thunderbolt. Where the blade pointed, even the sturdy alloy floor seemed as if it could be ground into powder.

A trace of determination flashed across Guan Ning's face from time to time. Every swing of his sword condensed all his spiritual power, his momentum as destructive and unstoppable as a raging storm.

When the final move was completed, Guan Ning sheathed his sword. The momentum around him receded like a tide, yet it still left behind an indescribable sense of shock.

Guan Ning stood quietly, his chest heaving. This time, he had truly poured his entire being into the practice—no, it would be more accurate to say he had pushed himself beyond his limits. In the short span of that sword routine, rivers of sweat had cascaded down his forehead. This drill was not merely a tempering of his technique, but a grueling trial of his willpower.

A brilliant light flickered in Guan Ning's eyes, as if he were catching a glimpse of his own radiant future.

"Haa!"

After a long moment, Guan Ning let out a heavy breath, finally shaking himself free from that state of profound realization.

"Not bad, not bad at all. By a stroke of serendipity, I've actually mastered the Mountain Crushing sword technique and even grasped the Heavy Water Intent along the way. Heh heh..."

Thinking of the gains he had reaped from this brief epiphany, Guan Ning couldn't help but chuckle foolishly, though his expression quickly soured as he considered the resources required for what came next.

"Now that I've mastered the Heavy Water Intent, I can cultivate the second level of Primordial Heavy Water, condensing the single-fold water into two-fold water. However... the resources required for that are no small amount."