Swallowing the Stars: The cheat system only comes when I'm almost a god?

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"Yes, teacher."

Puti whispered, "According to the information I gathered in the Primordial Universe, Second Brother's actions were indeed too reckless. He even forcibly exchanged treasures with disciples of some powerful races' Universe Lords. This time, he has incurred the wrath of many."

The hermit slowly said, "Does he think that everything he has today is something I owe him?"

Puti didn't dare to reply.

The mountain dweller's thoughts seemed to drift towards the distant past.

The Flame God Clan is a special race he created with countless efforts. They are born with powerful genes and extraordinary potential.

His purpose in creating this race was never to dominate, but to cultivate a true genius, a successor who had the potential to become a god-king and help him complete his revenge.

Emperor Yan was once the most dazzling genius of the Yan God Clan and the disciple on whom he placed the greatest hopes.

In the early stages of his cultivation, he did indeed perform exceptionally well, displaying outstanding talent and showing respect to his teacher.

But as their strength increased, especially after the opponent broke through to the level of the Lord of the Universe, everything changed.

Arrogance, greed, tyranny... these traits became increasingly apparent in Emperor Yan.

He increasingly disregarded his teacher, feeling that the teacher hadn't given him enough, and constantly pestered her for an ultimate treasure.

However, he was not stingy. He had already placed the Star Tower, which was more precious than many supreme treasures, on the battlefield outside the domain. He had also clearly told Emperor Yan that as long as he could pass the test of recognizing the master, he would be able to obtain this incredible treasure.

Yan Di tried many times without success, but instead of reflecting on his own actions, he believed that his teacher had deliberately set up obstacles to avoid him.

From that moment on, even the last shred of respect that Emperor Yan had for himself vanished.

The mountain dweller could sense that if Emperor Yan hadn't known his own strength was insufficient, he probably wouldn't have just asked for it, but would have directly used force to treat his teacher as a slave to refine treasures.

It was precisely to avoid seeing it and being bothered that he spent more time in the cosmic sea and rarely returned to the original universe.

"Truly... utterly foolish," the mountain dweller muttered to himself.

He created races, guided civilizations, bestowed treasures, and pointed out the way; all he sought was a true successor who could inherit his will.

But Emperor Yan went completely to the opposite extreme!

In order to sever ties with the outside world, he even rebranded the precious armor that he had given him years ago, calling it the "Flame Emperor Armor".

He genuinely believed that everything he possessed stemmed from his own talent and hard work, and had nothing to do with his teacher.

"Teacher," Puti cautiously inquired, seeing that the mountain dweller remained silent for a long time, "should we... take some action? After all, our second junior brother..."

The mountain dweller interrupted him, his voice regaining its calm: "No need."

"Since he chose that path, he must bear the consequences. The giant axe's suppression of him was an internal matter for his human race, and it was his own fault."

"I'll talk to the humans after he's been imprisoned for tens of thousands of epochs to clear his head."

"But the Yan God Clan's secret realm was also..." Puti hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

"Ethnic groups?" the Mountain Dweller said calmly. "When I created them, I already gave them a starting point and possibilities."

If they themselves cannot establish themselves in the universe, or even bring about their own destruction due to the folly of their leader, that is their fate.

Flowers grown in a greenhouse cannot withstand wind and rain; true strength is always born from hardship.

"That's the end of this matter," the Mountain Hermit concluded. "You can continue to keep an eye on things, but there's no need to get involved for now."

If he can learn his lesson during the suppression, perhaps he still has a glimmer of hope for the future. If not... then this is the last time I will help him.

After speaking, the figure of the Mountain-Sitting Guest became ethereal, merging once again with the energy of the surrounding cosmic sea, as if none of the previous conversation had ever happened.

Puti bowed respectfully and slowly withdrew from the palace.

……

At the headquarters of Virtual Universe Company, after handling all the affairs, Lin Yuan still had a personal matter on his mind.

Without delay, he flashed across the endless galaxy and returned to the global branch where he had worked and lived for many years.

The familiar office area still echoes with the low hum of the energy pipes.

Lin Yuan's divine sense easily swept across the area and quickly locked onto Qi Ge, who was checking the list.

"Zig." His voice rang directly in the other person's mind.

Zig's body trembled slightly, his hand stopped moving, and he looked up at Lin Yuan, who had suddenly appeared beside him.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which then turned into joy. Lin Yuan's strength was now vastly different from what it used to be, and Zig was naturally happy that he could come back to see him.

Zig stood up: "Lin Yuan? Why are you back? Is it because of headquarters...?"

He was interrupted before he could finish speaking. Lin Yuan smiled and waved his hand to create a barrier that would block detection.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here to return the favor."

"Return the courtesy?" Zieg asked, puzzled.

Lin Yuan did not answer directly, but instead flipped his hand, and a figure appeared between the two of them.

His eyes were closed, and although his breath was weak, the murderous aura and life-pressure he exuded still made Sieg feel terrified.

"This is... a member of the Flame God Clan? Such a powerful aura!"

Zieg's pupils contracted. After all, he was once a genius with extraordinary insight. "This aura and life level... are at least at the high-level of a Marquis!"

He wasn't surprised by the scene before him. After all, what Yan Di had done was too heinous, and the clan's higher-ups had already informed the entire clan of his execution through the virtual universe.

"Indeed, a high-ranking Yan God Clan warrior. His soul was severely injured by me, and he fell into a coma." Lin Yuan nodded and looked at Qi Ge solemnly, saying, "Back then, before I went to the outer battlefield, you gave me your treasured Illusion Scale Armor. I have always remembered that kindness."

Upon hearing this, Zieg's face showed a look of realization, and he waved his hand, saying, "That's all in the past, and it was just a piece of armor. Judging from your appearance... that armor probably won't be used again."

His tone was somewhat wistful.

"Loyalty is loyalty, and it has nothing to do with whether I can use it or not." Lin Yuan said seriously, "I know that you were traumatized in the battlefield outside the realm back then, and your Dao heart was clouded, so you have been trapped here ever since."

But one cannot live in the past forever, and it is my way of helping you out.

After much thought, I realize that my current abilities are insufficient to forcibly elevate your strength level. Therefore, I can only provide you with additional protection.

Haven't you been relentlessly honing your mental fortitude? Perhaps you could try... enslaving him with your soul.

"Soul enslavement?" Sieg was startled and quickly shook his head. "Are you kidding me! Although I have the strength of a high-level military lord, my soul strength... wait!"

He suddenly realized something and looked at Lin Yuan, "How do you know about my mental will...?"

Lin Yuan smiled slightly: "After you were stimulated on the battlefield outside the domain, you frantically sought to improve your mental will to fight against your inner demons. This is not a secret in the Universal Division."

Long-term self-torturing cultivation, coupled with your innate talent, has made your mental will strength far exceed your own understanding of laws and genetic energy levels. According to my observation, you have already reached the initial level of the Marquis title, and are even comparable to some weaker advanced Marquis titles.

Enslaving a higher-level opponent might be difficult, but facing a Marquis whose soul is completely unguarded is not without a chance.

Why not try this high-ranking Marquis directly? If you succeed, you'll gain a loyal and devoted bodyguard; if you feel it's too difficult, I'll protect your soul and then replace you with a low-ranking Marquis-level Flame God Clan warrior.

Zieg remained silent.

Looking at the helpless Marquis of the Yan Clan before him, and feeling the support in Lin Yuan's words, he was torn with inner turmoil.

The fear of the battlefield beyond his borders was etched into his very bones, but this generous gift from his friend stirred a slight ripple in his long-frozen heart of a powerful warrior, and he seemed to have regained some motivation to become stronger.

"...Okay! I'll give it a try!" Zieg took a deep breath, his eyes sharpening.

He sat cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, and brought himself to peak condition.

Lin Yuan stood quietly to the side, his divine sense covering the surroundings to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Zig closed his eyes, and a surge of immense spiritual power erupted, faintly forming an invisible sharp cone between his brows.

His mental fortitude was indeed strong enough, and with the stubbornness and resilience tempered by trauma, he slowly explored the sea of ​​consciousness of the Flame God Clan's Marquis.

The process was not easy.

The souls of those who attain the rank of Marquis are incredibly powerful; even when they are in a deep sleep, their soul essence is like a thick and solid fortress.

Zig's mental energy spikes struck him repeatedly, causing fine beads of sweat to appear on his forehead, his face to gradually turn pale, and his body to tremble slightly.

This is a battle of wills and spirits, and it is extremely dangerous.

Lin Yuan kept a close eye on him, and if Zig's soul showed any signs of instability, he would immediately intervene to stop it.

As time passed, Zig's mental assault gradually became more strategic, shifting from its initial frenzy to a search for gaps in the fortress of the soul.

Finally, after a long tug-of-war, Zig's mental will seized upon a weakness in the opponent's soul that was exposed under Lin Yuan's suppression and suddenly broke in.

He swiftly began imprinting his mark on the very essence of the soul using the secret method of soul enslavement. This was a delicate process that allowed no room for error.

About half an hour later, Zig's body suddenly shuddered, then slowly relaxed, his face showing exhaustion but still filled with ecstasy.

He opened his eyes and looked at the Marquis of the Yan God Clan.

The burly man opened his eyes, his previously empty and lifeless gaze now filled with respect and obedience.

He knelt on one knee facing Sieg: "Master."

It worked!

Lin Yuan smiled and patted Zig on the shoulder: "Recover well, the future... may hold even greater possibilities."

He didn't say anything definitive, but he believed the other person would understand.

Leaving Zieg to familiarize himself with his new servant, Lin Yuan quietly left the Universal Warehouse; he had another, more important matter to attend to.

……

The Ruijin Empire, a desolate star sector.

This place is far from any star system, a dark land where even starlight struggles to reach.

In the center of this darkness, one of Lin Yuan's clones was quietly suspended, with several Yan Shen clan members in a slumbering state in front of him.

These people are only at the Realm Lord level, but one of them has an especially strong life magnetic field. Even in her slumber, she faintly exudes a sharp and piercing aura. She is none other than Yan Shuang, the number one genius in this year's competition.

If it weren't for Emperor Yan's betrayal of the clan, given time, Yan Shuang's talent would almost certainly have destined her to become the twenty-eighth immortal king of the Yan God Clan, shining brightly.

But now, all is over.

Lin Yuan's eyes were calm, but a longing surged within him.

Those who have read Swallowed Star know that the Yan God Clan's talent in genetic energy is unparalleled in the primordial universe. They are essentially born with the Nine Tribulations Secret Manual, and as their cultivation level increases, their genetic level will naturally grow to an unimaginable height.

This is a bloodline talent that no acquired treasure can match, not even the Blood Crystal!

The special cultivation technique he obtained from the world of "Covering the Sky" was the key to acquiring this heaven-defying bloodline.

"Devouring Heaven Demon Art!"

Lin Yuan raised his palm, and a Daoist aura, different from the Swallowed Starry Sky universe but domineering and unparalleled, began to circulate.

The core essence of the cultivation technique created by this ruthless emperor is to forcibly devour the essence of others to nourish oneself. When cultivated to its extreme, it can even evolve into a flawed chaotic body.

Lin Yuan didn't care whether it was a Chaos Body or not; all he valued was its heaven-defying effect of refining the origin.

"Buzz—"

An invisible wave enveloped the group, and the visible dark red light was forcibly drawn away from them, eventually flowing into the black vortex in Lin Yuan's palm.

Yan Shuang possessed the most abundant source energy, containing more complete and clearer bloodline information. Correspondingly, her struggles were the most intense, but ultimately she was powerless to reverse the situation under the domineering absorption power of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art.

A moment later, darkness returned to silence.

Lin Yuan stood alone, while those few geniuses of the Yan God Clan had lost all their essence and had already perished in their slumber.

He closed his eyes to sense the changes within his body. A powerful bloodline force was being rapidly refined by the Devouring Heaven Demon Art. He felt his genetic structure being optimized and his life level being elevated.

"It really works!" Lin Yuan thought to himself and tried to communicate with the Flame God Clan's standard armor.

The armor was extremely repulsive to non-Yan Shen people, but at this moment, that repulsive force weakened. Although it was still not enough for Lin Yuan to wear the King Armor freely, the lowest-level armor could now respond to his call and transform into a stream of light covering his body.

Although it collapsed instantly due to the conflict of power, this was undoubtedly a positive sign, indicating that the source it devoured could indeed change his life characteristics and endow him with the bloodline of the Flame God Clan.

Perfect genes are within reach!

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