Luo Feng, Yuan, and Jinchuan stood in the vast Hunyuan Space. Before them lay nothing but endless Primal Chaos Currents and scattered fragments of Meteorite Continents.
Countless Source Worlds and even vast superworld continents existed throughout the Endless Hunyuan Space. When they shattered, their land fragments drifted aimlessly until some great power drew them together into a new continent.
Lords could create a Source World from nothing, but the cost was staggering. They generally chose to use existing fragments to reduce the burden.
"Luo Feng, you've picked a good spot. It's not too far from Origin Continent, and with these fragments already here, you could create a continent yourself. You don't need Old Thief Yuan or me to lift a finger," Lord Jin Chuan said with a smile.
"Little Chuan, that's not how you should put it. We ought to do our part. If someone here masters the Eternal Blade Dao someday, you and I can take some credit too." Yuan grinned, plainly already planning how to claim his share.
Luo Feng was left speechless.
After spending so much time with Yuan, he finally understood the man's personality. Yuan loved the satisfaction of taking credit. He had brought up Luo Feng becoming a Lord more times than Luo Feng could count, as though it were an achievement he could show off.
"All right, Brother Yuan. If a Lord emerges from this place, you'll get your share of the credit. But you'll have to put in some real work today," Luo Feng replied.
"Kid Luo, don't talk as if we're strangers. Do I look like someone who begs for credit? Don't let Little Chuan influence you. The way you people put it, he has no social skills." Yuan glared at Luo Feng.
"I don't need social skills with you," Lord Jin