Pretending to be a genius starts with the civilization advancement assessment.

Chapter 274's suggestion is good, but I refuse. (5.2K)

Time flies, stars turn, and forty years have passed since Lin Yi decisively killed the Blade Prince Talorank and began his "score-farming" journey.

These forty years may be just a blink of an eye for the star races with long lifespans, but for the Kunmo race in the K-77 star system and the more than ten adjacent war zones, it has been a long and frustrating period.

Lin Yi, this name is like a nightmare, constantly looming over the Kunmo Clan's Level 2 battlefield.

He takes on all sorts of challenging battlefield missions at a frequency that leaves his opponents in despair.

With the absolute suppressive power of his triple domain and the unpredictable spatial rules, he was like a god of death walking among the stars.

Wherever he went, the Kunmo tribe's offensive was inevitably thwarted, and their carefully laid defenses were often easily torn apart. Under his leadership, the Dongfeng Mercenary Group had long since become a sharp force that struck fear into the hearts of the Kunmo tribe.

However, in the past two decades, Lin Yi has mostly acted alone.

On the one hand, following the main force to clear out the enemy is indeed less efficient than using his spatial abilities to carry out precise "decapitations".

On the other hand, after signing the contract with "Starry Sky Power", the latest "Starfield-class" personal spaceship "Shadow Shuttle" that the other party gifted him as a "signing fee" also provided him with excellent protection for acting alone due to its superior performance.

The "Shadow Shuttle" is small in size and can only accommodate a few people, but it uses the most advanced stealth technology and hyperspace engine of Stardust Power, making it extremely maneuverable. Whether it is infiltration, pursuit or withdrawal, it is far superior to ordinary warships.

Lin Yi piloted the "Shadow Shuttle" like a ghost, traversing various secondary battlefields. Often, before the Kunmo tribe could react, he had already completed his hunt and sped away.

Under his relentless attacks, the Kunmo tribe suffered repeated defeats on the secondary battlefield, their morale plummeted, and many areas where they had previously held an advantage were forced to shrink, resulting in a significant reversal of the strategic situation.

The Kunmo tribe is responsible for the highest command headquarters of the entire K-series war zone.

The atmosphere was so heavy it was almost palpable.

A massive being, covered in thick, dark gold bone armor and radiating an aura of eternity, was gazing at the areas on the star map marked as "high-risk" or "lost," most of which were associated with one name—Lin Yi.

Forty years.

Its deep voice echoed in the command room, laced with suppressed anger, "This Lin Yi, doesn't he need to cultivate?"

This is the biggest question lingering in the minds of all the high-ranking Kunmo clan members who are paying attention to this matter.

Logically speaking, for a prodigy like Lin Yi, time is the most precious resource.

They need to spend a long time comprehending the more profound rules, and they also need to spend time condensing star cores to cultivate and perfect powerful combat skills.

Appearing in tiered battlefields is usually to test what one has learned, or to fight to the death with opponents of the same level, seeking a breakthrough under extreme pressure.

Lin Yi, who has already mastered the three realms and possesses power far exceeding that of his peers, does not go into seclusion to break through to a higher realm. Instead, he acts like a "battlefield cleaner," spending long periods of time in the second-level battlefield, brutally killing opponents whose understanding of the rules is far inferior to his. This behavior is simply incomprehensible.

In fact, usually, news of the outcome of a single Tier 2 battle will not reach it at all.

This falls under the jurisdiction of the star sector commander.

However, Lin Yi would destroy a level-two battlefield every now and then, and these were all key locations. The star field commanders couldn't handle it, and each time they would send out requests for help.

This went on for forty years, until it finally couldn't sit still any longer.

"King Crackclaw."

A member of the Kunmo clan cautiously stated, "We analyze that there are two possibilities. First, his understanding of the rules may have encountered a significant bottleneck, which is difficult to overcome in a short period of time, thus he is focusing his energy on honing his combat skills and accumulating resources. Second, perhaps the cultivation method he practices is special, requiring him to draw some kind of power from continuous killing?"

The Kunmo tribesman known as the Cracked Claw snorted coldly: "No matter the reason, we can't let him continue like this!"

"Otherwise, if the situation in the K-series theater deteriorates, allowing the Human Astral Army to free up its resources, it could even affect the overall strategic layout of the war."

How could it not want to take action itself and slap this despicable human insect to death?

However, the rules of the tiered battlefield severely restrict it.

The forceful intervention of a power exceeding the level of a star core triggered a backlash against the rules and subsequent chain reactions that it could not withstand.

"Have you thought of any solutions?" King Crack Claw asked.

The Kunmo Clan member beside him lowered his voice even further: "The combination of triple domains and spatial rules is almost unsolvable in a level two battlefield. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless we can gather several equally top-tier geniuses from the second realm and set up a carefully laid ambush, we might have a chance to defeat them by virtue of our numerical advantage and tacit cooperation."

It suggests a possibility: "However, those geniuses who can reach this level are all treasures of their respective royal families, proud and arrogant, with complex backgrounds. They are either in seclusion trying to break through to the third realm, or training in higher-level battlefields or secret realms. With the authority of a subordinate, it is impossible to mobilize them."

King Crack Claw remained silent.

It knew that what its subordinates said was true.

The Eternal God level is supreme in the eyes of ordinary warriors, but it is still not enough in front of those top geniuses with the bloodline of the Sovereign.

The only thing that could make those geniuses willingly risk their lives to hunt down a monster of the Triple Realm is the intervention of an even more powerful being, or the payment of a price they cannot refuse.

After much hesitation, a decisive glint flashed in the eyes of the Crack Claw King.

It could no longer stand by and watch Lin Yi run rampant.

Then, it activated a bloodline, linking it to a higher being.

A moment later, a powerful and majestic thought descended.

"What's the matter?"

An ancient and cold voice resounded directly within the soul of the Crack Claw King.

"The great Bloodblade Lord."

King Crack Claw respectfully reported, "The situation regarding the human prodigy Lin Yi has deteriorated to..."

He quickly recounted Lin Yi's "evil deeds" over the past forty years and the current predicament on the battlefield.

"Your subordinates are incompetent and unable to restrain them. If this continues, it may shake the morale of our army and damage the prestige of our clan. I humbly request Your Majesty to decide whether it is possible to dispatch our clan's top second-level domain geniuses to encircle and kill them. Even if we cannot succeed, we must curb their arrogance and prevent them from acting so recklessly again!"

It didn't mention that ordinary second-level and first-level cultivators in the third-level spatial realm would be no different from those who were sent to their deaths.

There was a moment of silence on the other end, as if the cold thoughts were weighing their options.

After a long silence, the voice rang out again:
"Alright. Gracchus, Salis, and Balot will come to you. You are fully responsible for how to handle them. Remember, you only have one chance."

As soon as he finished speaking, that thought faded away.

King Crack Claw made up his mind, but at the same time felt a chill.

Blood Blade Lord actually sent out these three directly.

These three are currently the strongest among the Star Core level members of the clan. They are all fierce characters with a long history in the Second Realm, and each has a brilliant record. They are only one step away from the Third Realm.

With the three of them working together and using their unique methods, they should be able to defeat Lin Yi. In fact, if Lin Yi were to overestimate himself, they might even have a chance to severely injure him.

After all, combat effectiveness is influenced by more than just the understanding of rules; tactics, secret techniques, and even courage are all important factors.

On this point, King Crack Claw believed that these three prodigies of his clan were no worse than Lin Yi.
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A month later.

Lin Yi has just completed a surprise attack on a forward supply base of the Kunmo tribe.

Piloting the "Shadow Shuttle," he was like an assassin in the dark, easily breaking through the outer perimeter and destroying the base's energy core and several warehouses with lightning speed. Before the Kunmo Clan reinforcements could surround him, he had already activated the hyperspace engine and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​stars.

Sitting in the comfortable cockpit of the "Shadow Shuttle," Lin Yi checked the battle results and military merits recorded by Xuanji.

Forty years of uninterrupted hunting led to an astonishing accumulation of military merits, though far less than the one earned when he killed Tarlolank, but the merits lay in the steady, gradual process.

More importantly, in this high-intensity real combat, he became more and more proficient in the use of the triple domain, and the combination of several rules became more and more exquisite.

Although there was no qualitative breakthrough in the understanding of the rules, the combat power was steadily improving.

"Master, we have received an emergency request for assistance from the 'Kans' space station in the 'Shattered Star Belt' war zone."

Xuanji's gentle yet clear voice rang out in the quiet cabin, "Mission data shows that the Kunmo Clan has launched a large-scale surprise attack, far exceeding normal levels. The space station's shield energy is rapidly decreasing, and the defense line is on the verge of collapse."

Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes, his gaze deep and unwavering.

Over the past forty years, he had handled far too many similar requests for help. Although the Kunmo tribe was suffering repeated defeats on the secondary battlefield, they were not pushovers. They would often gather a large force and launch counterattacks aimed at seizing key points. After all, if there were enough of them, his importance would also decrease.

"Analyze the battlefield star map and assess the threat level," Lin Yi ordered.

The screen unfolded in front of him, clearly marking the enemy and friendly positions in the "Fragmented Star Belt" war zone.

The crimson symbol representing the Kunmo tribe surged like a boiling tide, almost drowning out the blue dot representing the Kans space station.

"The mission indicates that the threat level is 'high.' The probability of the space station falling is over 87%."

Xuanji quickly gave her conclusion.

"Accept support mission."

Lin Yi stood up. "Set the course, target 'Kans' space station. Full speed ahead."

"Command confirmed. 'Shadow Shuttle' enters hyperspace passage."

The streamlined spaceship gave a slight jolt, and in the next moment it tore through the peaceful starry sky, plunged into the bizarre hyperspace tunnel, and sped towards the war-torn star field.

When the Shadow Shuttle once again broke out of hyperspace and appeared in the "Shattered Star Belt" war zone, the scene before it was utterly devastating.

The massive Kans space station's external armor was riddled with holes, and its energy shield flickered unpredictably, like a candle in the wind.

Countless Kunmo tribesmen, like sharks smelling blood, frantically charged at the defensive line, their energy cannon fire and acid breath weaving a web of destruction.

The Astral Army's resistance was tenacious, but it appeared to be on the verge of collapse.

Lin Yi did not rush out of the spaceship immediately. Instead, he walked to the hatch first. Before stepping out of the spaceship and standing in the last moment before the cold vacuum and the noise of war, he raised his hands and his fingertips were surrounded by condensed silver light. As if weaving, he inserted fine but extremely stable spatial runes into the spaceship's core energy source and coordinate anchor point.

A high-level spatial beacon, existing between reality and illusion and deeply anchored on the "Shadow Shuttle," was completed within a few breaths.

Unless the flagship is completely destroyed instantly, even under intense spatial interference, he can sense and activate it, and return instantly, thanks to his absolute mastery of spatial rules.

This is his escape route, and also the source of his confidence to roam the battlefield.

Having done all this, Lin Yi took a step forward, and his figure appeared in the most intense starry sky.

He didn't even need to deliberately stimulate the growth; with a thought, the Golden Domain unfolded around him.

Within the Golden Domain, the air seemed to transform into billions of tiny, invisible blades, emitting a subtle yet chilling hiss. The Kunmo Clan's Stardust-level units were instantly disintegrated and annihilated, as if they had been thrown into an invisible crusher.

This single action instantly stabilized the previously collapsing local front.

Then, ignoring the ragtag soldiers, Lin Yi's gaze, sharp as a hawk's, instantly locked onto a few figures among the remaining Star Core-level Kunmo Clan members who exuded powerful auras.

These are all at the perfected Star Core level, posing a greater threat and being more valuable.

Lin Yi locked onto one of them with his mind and was preparing to use spatial teleportation to get close and kill it.

A sudden change occurred!

"Om!!"

Three undisguised, powerful auras, like three cold stars originally hidden in the darkness, suddenly erupted from the periphery of the battlefield, and like three unsheathed swords, traversed space and instantly locked onto Lin Yi.

The oppressive feeling of this united aura far surpassed that of any previous opponent, even causing the surrounding clamor of battle to momentarily pause.

ambush!

Alarm bells rang in Lin Yi's mind. Almost driven by his fighting instincts, his consciousness instantly connected with the spatial beacon left on the "Shadow Shuttle," and his energy surged, preparing to activate it immediately and break away.

However, in the split second before the beacon was activated, Lin Yi keenly noticed a problem.

A unique fluctuation without spatial rules!
These three uninvited guests, though their energy levels were vast and condensed, clearly indicated that the degree of manifestation and interweaving of their rules meant that they were still at the level of perfecting the second realm.

After discovering that there were no cultivators with spatial rules, and that they were only three at the second level of the realm, Lin Yi was no longer in a hurry to leave.

After all, once he leaves, the Kansas Space Station will definitely fall, and none of the Astragalus troops left behind will be able to escape.

Given a choice, Lin Yi would never easily abandon his comrades.

Moreover, he also wanted to see what tricks the Kunmo tribe was up to.

Soon, the light appeared in front of Lin Yi.

These three Kunmo clan powerhouses belonged to the same high-level lineage as Talorank, whom he had previously killed. They were humanoid in form, covered with a carapace that was full of biological texture yet shimmered with the light of rules, but the details and the surrounding rule radiance were completely different.

Furthermore, these three clearly knew the terror of spatial cultivators. Upon appearing and locking onto him, they unhesitatingly compressed and condensed their own domains to the extreme, transforming them into a set of rule-based battle armor that covered their entire bodies and shimmered with light.

This is the strongest defensive stance when facing attacks that cannot be easily dodged.

The Kunmo tribe member directly in front was the most robust and imposing, resembling a moving small mountain.

It was covered by a suit of armor made of dark red, molten lava and thick, dark brown crystalline rock. Lava seemed to flow between the gaps in the shell, radiating a suffocating high temperature and the frenzy of fire. At the same time, the crystalline rock part gave people a sense of stability and indestructible weight, like the pulse of the earth.

To its left was a slightly slender figure.

Enveloped in a suit of armor resembling flowing azure mercury and constantly distorted and refracted light and shadow, it appeared both mysterious and agile.

As the battle armor shimmered with watery light, it seemed capable of devouring all attacks, while the distorted light and shadow constantly interfered with vision and perception, emanating a strange force field that was both flexible and distorted by the ever-changing flow of water.

The Kunmo tribe on the far right is covered with a bright silver armor with sharp edges and a cold, metallic sheen.

Its carapace surface not only flows with the unparalleled sharpness of gold, but also faintly lingers with a gray and desolate aura that seems to erode life force, integrating extreme physical destruction with eerie death erosion.

The three Kunmo clan prodigies, all at the peak of the second realm, shone with the light of their rule-based battle armor, forming a combined force field that acted like an invisible cage, locking Lin Yi firmly in place.

"The Blazing Fusion Advanced Rule and the Earth, Water, and Twisting Advanced Rules, and the Metal and Death Advanced Rules—three dual-realm perfections. This should place him among the top tier of the Kunmo Clan. Looks like they're serious this time."

"I can't yet tell what the third near-perfect rule they've mastered is, but based on that alone, they shouldn't be a match for me. They dared to come here, so they probably have something else to rely on."

Lin Yi's mind raced, and he immediately determined the rules that these three Kunmo clan prodigies were practicing.

At the same time, the burly powerhouse in lava crystal armor directly in front of them spoke in a deep, rumbling voice, like the rumble of the earth's core, filled with undisguised apprehension:
"Human, the battle merits and resources you have acquired in the secondary battlefield are already more than enough. Now, retreat and return to the stage that belongs to you, and we can let you leave."

On the left, the eerie figure within the shimmering, water-like armor spoke, its ethereal voice carrying a strange echo, tinged with a hint of helplessness: "As cultivators who control space, we admit it's difficult to keep you here. However, if the three of us join forces and are willing to pay a sufficient price, we can still injure you. Rather than being injured and delaying your cultivation, it's better to retreat."

On the right, the Kunmo Clan member, imbued with the rules of gold and death, remained silent. However, it slightly raised the pair of saw blades in its hands, which were surrounded by dazzling golden light and deathly gray aura. Its chilling killing intent was so real that it locked onto Lin Yi, indicating that it was ready for a bloody battle and awaiting the final signal.

"Is this... discouraging someone from leaving?"

Lin Yi instantly understood the other party's strategic intentions.

These three opponents were extremely clear-headed, fully aware of how difficult and terrifying spatial cultivators were to kill, and without absolute certainty, they only hoped to force them to retreat.

Perception confirmed once again the composition of the opponent's armor of rules: explosive and heavy, ever-changing and twisted, extremely sharp and deathly silent.

There are indeed no rules in the categories of confinement or space.

Lin Yi made up his mind, and a cold and sharp smile appeared on his lips.

"Judging from their words, these three are afraid of both sides. After appearing, they did not immediately surround and attack, but instead tried to persuade each other to make peace. Even if they have something to rely on, it should not be much, or rather, they are not very confident."

Lin Yi guessed that these three guys might not even have come willingly.

"However, the three dual-domain perfections, the rules of which are well-matched for both offense and defense, and their complementarity is extremely strong, plus the unknown hidden trump cards, make it more troublesome than expected."

Lin Yi's mind raced, and he quickly weighed the options. "But the enemy is wary and unwilling to fight to the death; their morale has already dropped by a third. However, if I want to repel them and protect this space station, I must take this seriously and not be careless."

He raised his head, his gaze calmly sweeping over his three formidable opponents.

"Your proposal sounds like a very good idea."

Lin Yi paused slightly, noticing the fleeting glint of joy in the other's compound eyes, then chuckled and said, word by word:

"but."

"I reject!"

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(End of this chapter)