True Trash, So Embarrassing

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Yi sat cross-legged in the center of the cultivation room, his body wreathed in a faint silver halo—the subtle manifestation of the Space Law circulating within him.

He held a Void Crystal, his consciousness acting like a tentacle as it cautiously probed the interior of the strange crystal, which contained folds of space, capturing the rhythm of its primal structure.

"Master."

The holographic projection of the woman in palace attire appeared quietly, Xuanji's voice carrying a hint of imperceptible hesitation.

Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes, the silver light in his pupils receding. "Yes?"

"Your clone has completed the Star Silence Squad's first mission and is currently on the return journey," Xuanji reported.

"Oh? What was the result?" Lin Yi asked casually.

"..." Xuanji was uncharacteristically silent for two seconds before hesitating. "Master, perhaps you should view the combat record yourself?"

Lin Yi raised an eyebrow, looking at Xuanji in surprise.

Intelligent Life rarely acted so "tactfully."

"What is it? Did the mission fail? Were there casualties?"

"No, the mission was a success. The Space-Devouring Jellyfish was killed, and the entire squad returned," Xuanji hurriedly explained, though her tone remained somewhat halting. "It is just... the combat process might be more intuitive if you watch it yourself."

This reaction made Lin Yi's heart skip a beat.

After Xuanji upgraded to the World-Deriving Rank, although her emotions became richer, she remained at her core an efficient information processing hub. Such behavior could only mean that the clone's performance on the battlefield might not have been ideal.

"Very well." Lin Yi stood up. "Pull up the record, use immersive mode."

"Understood."

Xuanji waved her delicate hand, and the scene in the cultivation room rippled like water.

The next moment, Lin Yi found