Vol 2 Ch 104: Seven-segnted insect
"Supre Profundity?"
The elder’s words were spoken without any concealnt, and everyone present heard them clearly. Their eyes widened in disbelief.
“The Heaven’s Fate of the Source World is divided into the Supre and the Four Major Streams. What we comprehend are rely the streams. Even the Hall Master of Destiny Hall, who has mastered the Profundity of Keys, only wields the strongest stream. But the Supre Profundity governs all the streams, mastering the entire Heaven’s Fate of the Source World... How could anyone possibly comprehend it without guidance?”
“Exactly! Other than the creator of the Heaven’s Fate of the Source World, no one has ever succeeded in comprehending it, despite countless years passing in the Source World…”
Murong Feng and Xuanyuan Mu both trembled slightly.
As super-geniuses with the chance to inherit the Destiny Hall, they naturally understood the terrifying nature of the so-called Supre Profundity!
And yet, soone had comprehended it independently, without training!
It was akin to surpassing the Star River Realm before even beginning cultivation!
Who was it? How was it even possible?
“To the north of the continent, find out for . I want to know who this person is. They must be brought to headquarters and properly trained… Elder Mu, go fetch them. No, I’ll go myself!”
With an urgent cry, the elder in the sky waved his hand and disappeared from view.
A super-genius capable of comprehending the Supre Profundity could undoubtedly beco the strongest existence of the era if properly nurtured. Even he paled in comparison to such a person, and they must not be allowed to et with any misfortune!
On a massive mountain range in the Source World, an ordinary thatched hut stood amidst curling smoke.
From afar, it resembled the ho of a mountain dweller or a simple hunter, without anything remarkable.
At that mont, an elder erged from the hut and took two steps to sit in a stone pavilion outside. He settled himself in front of a stone table with a chessboard filled with various pieces.
“This one will do…”
Picking up a piece casually, the elder smiled faintly. In the next mont, he transford into a beam of light and entered it.
Whoosh!
The space rotated, and the world inside the chess piece unfolded before his eyes. Sun and moon hung obliquely in the sky, the heavens stretched endlessly, and countless lives toiled below. Within this chess piece lay a world of its own.
“Master!”
A middle-aged man flew up upon seeing him.
“Hmm.” The elder nodded in satisfaction. “How is the progress?”
“Reporting to Master, we can now mass-produce spatial rings with a diater of 100 ters. However, creating larger spaces is still beyond us…”
The man looked embarrassed.
“A hundred-ter diater is already sufficient for Star River Realm cultivators. Not bad, not bad. Keep cultivating and strive to comprehend more of the Spatial Heaven’s Fate…” Ṙ
The elder smiled gently, but just as he was about to continue, he sensed sothing and raised his head abruptly.
High above the chess piece’s space, a radiant Heaven’s Fate appeared suddenly, twisting space into a kaleidoscope of dazzling colors.
This was the hue unique to the essence of space, a phenonon that only occurred when soone comprehended the fundantal Spatial and Temporal Heaven’s Fate.
“Soone has comprehended the Temporal Heaven’s Fate?”
The elder’s eyes glead with excitent. “Hurry, observe these resplendent flows carefully. They will greatly benefit your cultivation!”
“Yes!”
The youth quickly focused on the display, and within monts, his aura surged, forming dragon-like waves.
“Master, I… I’ve broken through!” the youth exclaid, his face filled with disbelief.
He had been stuck at the sa level for over a decade, assuming it would take years to make any progress. Yet, after just a glance at the brilliant display, he succeeded.
“This is the essence of space and ti… For millennia, Spatial and Temporal Heaven’s Fate have been comprehended separately. Who could have thought soone could cultivate both simultaneously? Consolidate your cultivation here while I find this person!”
Whoosh!
With those words, the elder vanished from the chess piece and reappeared in the pavilion. He raised his hand, summoning a beam of Heaven’s Fate that pointed straight north.
“Northward, hahaha! This is my good disciple. No one else shall claim them!”
With a flicker, the elder disappeared.
In a tranquil bamboo forest, two elders suddenly appeared.
“Are you certain they’re here?” The green-robed elder looked puzzled.
The bamboo forest seed utterly ordinary, with no dense Source Energy or abundant Heaven’s Fate Energy, devoid of anything remarkable.
“My Soul-Tracking Art is unparalleled. Once confird, it cannot be wrong!” The black-robed elder chuckled confidently.
“Alright, let’s look around.”
The green-robed elder pushed through the bamboo and soon spotted another elder lying on the ground, his rear end in the air, seemingly searching for sothing.
“Old Zhou… What are you doing?”
Seeing the figure, the green-robed elder was both impressed and bewildered.
The renowned Culinary God of the Source World, instead of cooking, was crawling around in a bamboo grove—what an odd sight!
“Shush… Quiet!”
Old Zhou turned his head, making a hasty gesture for silence.
The green and black-robed elders exchanged a glance. Although baffled, they held their tongues and waited.
After a long while, Old Zhou suddenly reached out and caught a thumb-sized bug from the ground. The insect writhed vigorously, its body shimring with seven or eight colors, yet it couldn’t escape.
“Hahaha! Finally, I’ve caught it!”
Looking at the struggling bug in his palm, Old Zhou laughed heartily.
“Old Zhou, what’s this about?” the green-robed elder asked curiously.
“This is the Seven-Segnt Bug, born of the seven-colored energy of heaven and earth. It hides in bamboo roots and is highly adept at evasion. It’s incredibly rare, but its taste is unparalleled. I once ate half of one in my youth and have yearned for it ever since. Ten years ago, I heard rumors of it here, so I planted ten thousand acres of bamboo to lure it out. At last, I succeeded today!”
Old Zhou’s face lit up with excitent.
“You ignored the Culinary God Hall for ten years, left without a word, and didn’t inform anyone… all for this Seven-Segnt Bug?”
The green-robed elder’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Spending a decade on a re taste from his youth—was he mad?
“You think I’m crazy? Tell you what, since you’re here, I’ll let you taste it. Then you’ll understand. Forget ten years, even thirty years wouldn’t be a waste for such a delicacy!”
Old Zhou stroked his beard smugly.
“Alright, we’ll try it!”
The black-robed elder nodded as well.
“Hmm!”
Old Zhou wasted no ti. With a flick of his wrist, he produced a large array of cookware and an assortnt of rare ingredients: dragon hearts, phoenix livers, qilin at… Each one could tempt any powerhouse, yet here they were, used as seasonings.
“These are… just the condints?”
The black-robed elder swallowed hard.
Previously skeptical, they now believed him entirely.
Soon, as the ingredients were prepared, the Seven-Segnt Bug hit the pan with a sizzle, releasing an aroma so intense that birds above forgot to flap their wings and plumted to the ground.
“Slls amazing…”
The green-robed elder could barely contain his drool.
Previously doubtful, he was now utterly convinced.
Ignoring the elders' reactions, Old Zhou continued cooking. Before long, a dish of unparalleled aroma, flavor, and color was served.
“This is the culmination of my ten years’ effort. You’re in for a treat…”
Old Zhou chuckled, handing them chopsticks.
Excited, the two elders reached for the dish, but just as they were about to taste it, a dazzling light shone from the sky. A celestial Heaven’s Fate erged, resembling countless stars shimring.
“This… Chef’s Heaven’s Fate? Soone comprehended the Chef’s Heaven’s Fate?”
Old Zhou froze, dropping his chopsticks in shock.
“Chef’s Heaven’s Fate?” The green-robed elder was stunned. “Is this your Heaven’s Fate? Then you have an inheritor?”
“Yes, my culinary skills won’t perish with …”
Old Zhou imdiately took off, vanishing into the sky.
“Hey, Old Zhou, eat first! That Seven-Segnt Bug took you ten years…”
The black-robed elder was dumbfounded.
“Compared to such a gifted successor, even a hundred-year al isn’t worth eating. Enjoy it yourselves. Goodbye!”
Old Zhou’s voice echoed faintly from afar.
“This guy…” The green and black-robed elders exchanged glances, shaking their heads.
What a missed feast!
The green-robed elder picked up a piece of dragon heart, but just as he was about to eat, the sky trembled again. A light mist appeared above, carrying an ethereal glow.
“This is… soone has comprehended the Soul Heaven’s Fate? Hahaha, my Soul Hall is saved!”
Dropping his chopsticks, the green-robed elder disappeared as well.
“…?”
Watching the two vanish, the black-ro
bed elder sighed. “Should I call this good or bad luck? But if soone comprehends the Poison Heaven’s Fate, I’d run faster than any of them!”
Just as he mused, another light flared across the sky. Seeing it, his body trembled involuntarily.
“Soone actually did comprehend it… Wait for !”
In an instant, he was gone, leaving the delectable Seven-Segnt Bug behind in the bamboo grove.
The bug seed to lant silently: Was my death in vain?
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