Swallowing the Starry Sky: Qin Feng

Coming to his senses, Qin Feng looked at Jin Yu, who was waiting quietly to the side, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes. Perhaps it was Jin Yu's attitude that moved him, or perhaps it was just a moment of impulse, but without much hesitation, he asked, "Jin Yu, do you want to cultivate faster? To become stronger?"

"Of course I want to, boss! Do you have a way to help me become stronger?"

"Yes! I can make your cultivation speed ten or a hundred times faster than it is now, but that comes at a price. If you can't meet my expectations in the future, I will lock you in a small world. You might not be able to get out until I'm strong enough. Are you willing?"

"In that small world, will I be able to see the boss? Will I be able to cultivate freely forever?"

"Of course I can. I will also cultivate in that small world because cultivating there can increase our comprehension tenfold. So you should know how important that small world is to me. There must be no risk of it being exposed. If your strength is not enough in the future, you will have to keep cultivating in that small world until one day I am strong enough that no one can threaten me. Only then will you have a chance to regain your freedom."

"Boss, I want to go in and cultivate. I want to become stronger and follow you forever. If one day my strength can't keep up with you, I'll voluntarily be locked in that small world to protect that world that's so important to you."

"Hahaha! Who taught you this? You're so smart, and you even have a really nice way of speaking. You're probably a weirdo among monsters."

"Boss, your personality is different from most people, isn't it? I've been following you for so long, and I've never seen you interact much with other people. You're too aloof."

"Ha! Yeah, we're both pretty eccentric! In that case, let's go."

In the blink of an eye, Jin Yu was thrown into the Origin Space. Feeling the exaggerated concentration of cosmic energy around him, he was somewhat dazed when Qin Feng's voice rang in his mind.

"This will be your training space from now on. It will increase your comprehension tenfold and can simulate any opponent you want to fight. Even if you are killed, you won't die."

How big is this space? I don't know yet, but it's definitely enough for you to mess around with. There's a cosmic energy pool to your right front, set up by your other boss. It's full of cosmic energy liquid, you can make whatever you want in it. From now on, cultivate with all your might. If you're hungry, thirsty, or tired, you can use the energy liquid to recover and speed up your cultivation. Also, if you want to go hunting in the world ring, just tell me via telepathy, and I'll open the door for you. That's all, cultivate well."

Qin Feng clapped his hands after tossing the golden feather into his primordial space, no longer dwelling on those trivial matters. How many resources could a single bird like the golden feather consume? Even if it couldn't keep up with his pace in the future, he could just treat it as a pet. He had been overthinking things and making a mountain out of a molehill.

Who am I? The only disciple of the strongest ape-man, Venerable Rift Sky, the heir to all his legacies, and an avatar who is studying to become a pharmacist. In the future, there is also a pharmacist legacy that can change genes waiting for me to inherit. When that time comes, I can easily cultivate him into a powerful figure with just some resources. What's there to worry about!

Having cleared his mind, Qin Feng left the World Ring and went straight home. He had only just begun to learn the secrets of flight and needed a lot of practice. After becoming familiar with them, he would need to simulate battles in the Origin Space to familiarize himself with the various techniques of using flight. Otherwise, no matter how well he practiced, he would be useless if he was incompetent on the battlefield.

There's also swordsmanship. My own power multiplier is only 9 times. Luo Feng can amplify his mental power to 30 or 40 times at the Planetary level by using the Sky Shuttle. I can't fall behind. I'll set a small goal: at least 30 times before reaching the Constant level. And then there's consciousness strength. I don't know how to cultivate that. I'm not a mentalist. Should I also cultivate a soul defense secret technique? Otherwise, I'll be at a disadvantage when facing mentalists.

"Brother Monkey, should I cultivate a soul defense technique? Otherwise, I'll be instantly killed if I encounter an illusionist in the future?"

"You kid don't think I deliberately didn't let you cultivate the secret technique of soul defense, do you? With the Origin Pearl guarding your sea of ​​consciousness, although I don't know how high its defense limit is, at least an immortal-level powerhouse can't break through your sea of ​​consciousness. And that's only because it has only recovered 10%. As it recovers more and more completely, in the future even the Lord of the Universe may not be able to break through its defense and hurt your soul."

You're right, it really needs to be concealed to prevent someone from invading your sea of ​​consciousness and discovering the existence of the Origin Pearl. The pearl can't be exposed, so you should cultivate a soul defense technique.

"Tsk! What a hassle! You're too weak right now. You can't cultivate the advanced techniques, and I don't have any that are too basic. The common ones you cultivate will require you to switch back and forth. Since you're going to cultivate, you need something that doesn't require switching back and forth. Hmm! This one's not bad."

Qin Feng, who was flying in the air, suddenly froze and crashed to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust. Suddenly, a secret technique appeared out of nowhere in his mind, and the large amount of content instantly overwhelmed him, causing him to lose his senses for a moment. Fortunately, he was still in the wilderness. If he had been in the city, it would have been troublesome if he had hit someone with his planetary-level physical strength.

"Monkey King, are you trying to murder me?"

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. This altitude is nothing to planetary-level beings. The soul defense technique in your sea of ​​consciousness is called Soul Suppression, but it's not a true Soul Suppression. A true Soul Suppression is a Venerable-level technique, while this one is an Immortal version."

The true Soul Suppression was a secret technique created by the old master to fully utilize the defensive power of the top-tier treasure, the Soul Suppression Bell. As for this simplified version, it was originally modified by the old master for a very outstanding junior. That junior also lived up to expectations and cultivated to the limit of the King-Sealing Realm. Alas, what a pity!

Later, when that junior became powerful, he recreated the current Soul Suppressor based on this. Moreover, in order to cultivate the next generation of the clan, that little guy also split the original immortal-level secret technique into eight levels. The first five levels correspond to the planetary level to the realm lord level, and the sixth to eighth levels correspond to the immortal military lord level to the limit of the king level. Now I have passed on the contents of the first five levels to you. After you cultivate to the realm lord level, I will give you the subsequent secret techniques. You can cultivate on your own first. I am busy now, so I'm leaving.

Qin Feng's consciousness sank into his sea of ​​consciousness to read carefully. This secret technique required the condensation of a Soul-Suppressing Bell in the sea of ​​consciousness using the power of the soul, with the soul residing within the bell. If attacked by someone's soul, the Soul-Suppressing Bell would first emit a bell wave to annihilate the enemy's attack and then counterattack. If it failed to completely annihilate the enemy's attack, the Soul-Suppressing Bell itself also possessed extremely strong defensive capabilities, able to block all attacks from the bell, combining offense and defense.

This secret technique is good, but it adds another training task. I need to cultivate my power generation, my soul technique, and my flight technique. And how do I cultivate my consciousness strength? I remember in the original story, Luo Feng seemed to use the will of the Blood Crystal to temper his consciousness strength. What about me? What should I do?

Wait! Could we use the chaotic pressure of those 100-plus immortal beings in the Medicine Master's Hall to temper our consciousness? It should be feasible; it's all about getting the soul and consciousness used to being suppressed and tempered. Cultivating there definitely won't do any harm. Let's do it! Add another cultivation project to our list.

The four projects are evenly distributed throughout the day. The plan is: four hours in the morning practicing swordsmanship and power generation; four hours in the afternoon practicing flight techniques; and four hours in the evening practicing soul defense techniques. Then, I'll go to the Medicine Master's Hall to endure the pressure and temper my consciousness. If my current consciousness gets close enough, I probably won't reach my limit for more than a few minutes, at which point I can sleep and recover. That's about 12 hours of cultivation each day—perfect!

After mentally planning his next training session, Qin Feng rushed home to arrange his meals, having food delivered at fixed times each day. He then bought an S-grade battle sword from the Thunder House, as his original 7-element battle sword was too light and unsuitable for him now. He didn't buy a combat suit, as he didn't believe anyone on Earth could harm him, even though he was only at the first level of the planetary realm.

After arranging everything, I began the first long period of seclusion in my life.

The following night, in the Origin Space, Qin Feng was attempting to cultivate the Soul Defense Secret Technique for the first time. First, he used a specific method to mobilize his soul power to condense a large bell in his sea of ​​consciousness. This was only the first step, the foundation. Then, using his soul power as a knife, he carved a strange monster onto the bell. Once the first monster was carved, the first level of the Soul-Suppressing Bell was completed.

At this moment, Qin Feng, with his eyes closed, was trying to mobilize the soul power in his sea of ​​consciousness to begin shaping the Soul-Suppressing Bell according to the method recorded in the manual. However, although he had no problem mobilizing his soul power, which he had never cultivated in the secret techniques of the soul, it was extremely difficult to shape it into the shape of a bell. His soul power was like a spring of water, and Qin Feng was constantly using the spring water to shape a bell. The difficulty was unimaginable.

Each time he managed to condense it into a shape, it would immediately dissipate as soon as he relaxed. But he ignored it and repeated this tedious process over and over again. He didn't know how much time had passed when Qin Feng discovered that the soul power, which was originally like spring water, was slowly becoming viscous, as if it was changing from a liquid to a solid state. This gave him a jolt. It was working!

Although he didn't know how long it would take to solidify it and completely mold it into the shape of a clock, he was at least motivated by the progress he could see.

Four hours passed in the blink of an eye. Qin Feng opened his eyes, looking exhausted. He had been battling that slippery soul power for several hours. His mental energy was greatly depleted, but he couldn't rest yet.

Suppressing his exhaustion, Qin Feng flashed into the Medicine Master's Hall. It was the same old place, and the oppressive aura emanating from the more than one hundred immortal corpses was still chaotic and repressive. However, Qin Feng took a few steps forward under the pressure until he felt he had reached his limit. He then stopped and sat down to meditate. With a wave of his hand, a ball of cosmic energy liquid appeared out of thin air. He stuffed it into his mouth and began to circulate the guiding technique on the spot, cultivating under the pressure.

Large beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and veins bulged all over his body. His already exhausted spirit felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. Moreover, because it was a chaotic force field formed by multiple intertwined pressures, the chaos meant instability. So, at this moment, the mountain on Qin Feng's mind seemed to have become a super huge boulder, rolling and crushing his soul. He couldn't hold out for long. Just a few minutes later, Qin Feng, whose consciousness was blurred, struggled to crawl out of the pressure range and fell into a coma next to more than a hundred corpses in the hall.

Qin Feng slept soundly until dawn, his biological clock, long ingrained, waking him up precisely on time. Opening his eyes and looking around, his eyelids twitched. Damn, this feeling was somewhat terrifying. Goosebumps covered his body. He had just woken up in the morning and saw more than a hundred corpses. He hadn't thought much of it before, but now his scalp tingled. Fortunately, zombies weren't common in this sci-fi world. If this were the place next door with the red-haired guy, sleeping with corpses for a night like this might lead to an unfortunate old age.

He quickly appeared in the Origin Space, looked at Jin Yu who was still sleeping after cultivating until midnight, patted his wings and shouted, "Get up and do your morning exercise! What are you sleeping for?!"

Opening his eyes, Jin Yu, still somewhat dazed, looked at Qin Feng with resentment in his eyes, as if to say, "Damn it! Have some decency!"

Have you ever seen a monster that gets up this early for morning exercise?

"Ahem! Well then! Jin Yu! The early bird catches the worm! We're all still young and full of energy, and morning is when we're most energetic. Besides, with such great cultivation conditions—ten times the comprehension boost and unlimited energy supply—it would be such a waste not to seize every minute to cultivate. Wasting time is shameful, you understand?"

Listening to Qin Feng's long-winded speech, Jin Yu remained silent, but the light in his eyes seemed to dim slightly.

Qin Feng, seemingly oblivious, patted him again and said, "As expected of the monster I've chosen, you truly are a one-in-a-million genius among monsters, with an amazing comprehension ability! Come on, let's get moving, so that we can be stronger today than yesterday, so that we won't regret not trying today tomorrow. Let's ignite this passion, young man!"

Jin Yu ignored Qin Feng, who was acting somewhat neurotic at the moment, turned his head and faced him with his backside, flapped his wings and transformed into a golden light, and began to cultivate the secret technique of flight in the space.

Sigh! Why is this young eagle throwing a tantrum? I'm only doing this for your own good!

At this moment, a figure appeared beside Qin Feng and complained, "When did you become so perverse, Main Body?"

"Oh, maybe it's because you were startled when you woke up this morning! What were you doing out here instead of studying materials science in your little dark room?"

"What do you mean, 'little dark room'? Can't it talk? That's called a simulation laboratory."

"Alright! How's your learning going in the lab?"

"I'm sharing my memories with you; see for yourself."

They can share all their memories at any time, but they can also disconnect briefly. During this period, in order not to affect each other's research and cultivation, they only share memories once every now and then, and usually they are busy with their own things.

Qin Feng received the memories of his clone. During this time, the clone had been constantly creating various materials in the virtual laboratory of the Origin Space, studying their composition and properties, just like a Chinese medicine apprentice learning to identify herbs. He studied the function, composition, growth environment, and preservation of each material, etc. In terms of Chinese medicine level, he had not yet entered the door.

"This thing is damn complicated!"

Qin Feng, somewhat losing his composure, retorted.

"Who can argue with that?"

The clone also sighed with emotion.

"Forget it, don't think too much about it. Let's just bury ourselves in work. For our future, let's work ourselves to the bone."

Come on!