Devour: Can you also draw entries from clone projection worlds?

[Gains from this projection:]

[Internal Energy Cultivation: After twenty-seven years of dedicated training, absorbing the internal energy of countless villains and evil masters, and refining it through the War God's Manual, the total amount of Northern Darkness True Qi has reached a purity of 500,000 years, more than ten times its initial level upon arrival.]

[Martial Arts Mastery: Mastery of the Longevity Technique, complete absorption of the spiritual power of the He Shi Bi Jade, complete fusion with the primordial essence of the Evil Emperor's Relic, mastery of the War God's Manual, mastery of the Compassionate Sword Canon, mastery of the six volumes of the Heavenly Demon Strategy, comprehension of the essence of the Heavenly Blade Technique, and attainment of the ultimate state of the Returning to Origin Skill. "Power" has been elevated to the level of "Tao".]

[Domain Cultivation: The domain's range expands from 150 zhang to 500 zhang, allowing the user to sense the flow of天地元气 (heaven and earth energy), predict opponent's movements, and influence their mind.]

[Time has passed in the main world: ten days.]

Wei Wen opened his eyes; the ceiling of the rented room in the main world was blindingly white.

He blinked to adjust to the light, sat up, and his genetic energy surged within him. The range of his perception expanded by nearly double, allowing him to naturally perceive everything around him without conscious effort.

Atkins's men downstairs were still watching. Everything seemed normal at Xu Xin's villa. In fact, everything seemed normal, since... he hadn't expected that ten days would pass by so quickly.

Yes, ten days.

The moment Wei Wen opened his eyes, he sensed something was wrong.

It's not that my body is wrong, it's that the timing is wrong.

He sat up abruptly, grabbed the communicator on the table, glanced at the date, and froze.

Even though the system had already alerted him, he still hadn't expected that a full ten days would have passed in the main world with this clone projection.

In the previous projections, only five or six days had passed in the main world at most.

The Smiling, Proud Wanderer lasted twenty years, with five days in the main world; Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils lasted twenty years, with five days in the main world; The Legend of the Condor Heroes lasted ten years, with three days in the main world; The Return of the Condor Heroes lasted ten years, with five days in the main world; The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber lasted ten years, with three days in the main world.

The longest it ever lasted was only five or six days, but this time, in the twenty-seventh year of The Legend of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, ten days had actually passed in the main world.

Wei Wen put down the communicator, frowned, and sat on the edge of the bed. The ratio of time flow between the projected world and the main world had always been a pattern he couldn't figure out.

Previously, in the low-level martial arts world, the projection was about one day's worth of the main world every year. In the mid-level martial arts world, it became almost three years' worth of projection was equivalent to one day's worth of the main world.

The proportions have changed, and changed a lot.

He didn't know the reason, nor did he know if the next projection would be even more exaggerated.

Perhaps because the energy level in the martial arts world is higher, the system needs more time to synchronize its memories and cultivation.

Perhaps it was because he absorbed too much in that world, his internal strength surged, his domain expanded, and his artistic conception improved, resulting in a massive amount of data transmission.

If I can't figure it out, I'll just stop thinking about it.

He had never truly understood the system, but he didn't need to; as long as it worked, that was enough.

Wei Wen stood up, and as soon as he took a step, a muffled thud came from under his feet.

He left a shallow footprint on the floor, not because he used too much force, but because his control over his body was not refined enough.

Five hundred thousand years of pure internal energy, brought back from the martial arts world and transformed into genetic energy, surged through his body like a newly awakened dragon.

In the world of Tang Dynasty, he was already able to perfectly control every bit of his internal energy, releasing it at will and handling it with ease.

But upon returning to the main world, that power seemed to be reactivated, becoming even more volatile and unruly.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and focused his consciousness into his dantian.

The golden genetic energy slowly rotated deep within the dantian, like a miniature galaxy.

The total amount of internal energy is almost the same as in the world of The Legend of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, but the purity and activity have been greatly improved. It is like a piece of refined steel that has been repeatedly forged. Its volume has become smaller, but its density and toughness have increased many times over.

However, the scope of his perception of the domain was much larger than he had anticipated.

In the Tang Dynasty world, he was already able to expand his domain to 500 zhang, sensing the flow of the heaven and earth's spiritual energy within the range, predicting his opponent's movements, and even the fluctuations in their emotions.

Upon returning to the main world, the area of ​​the domain did not shrink; instead, it expanded slightly due to the higher energy concentration in the main world.

Five hundred zhang became nearly seventeen hundred meters.

Within this area, everything was within his perception: the footsteps of pedestrians downstairs, the heartbeat of the next room, the sound of traffic on the distant street, and even the movement of dust in the air.

He doesn't need to see or hear; his domain is his eyes, his ears, and his intuition.

As for artistic conception, this term was learned from the three great masters in the Tang Dynasty world: Ning Daoqi called it "momentum", Fu Cailin called it "stillness", Bi Xuan called it "heat", and Song Que called it "weight".

The names may differ, but the essence is the same: martial artists' understanding and application of the principles of heaven and earth.

In the low-level martial arts world, such things don't exist yet. You can win if you have enough internal strength and fast enough moves. Of course, maybe they exist, such as sword intent and saber intent, but they are almost non-existent due to the small number of people involved.

But the world of martial arts is different. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth there is richer, the martial arts system is more complete, and the pursuit of "intention" and "momentum" far exceeds the pursuit of "strength".

His artistic conception had been honed to the point in the Tang Dynasty world to the point that it could be "released" outwards. It did not need to be deliberately released or controlled; it existed naturally in his body, as naturally as breathing.

Wei Wen moved slowly around the room, each step light and slow, as if walking on ice.

He could feel the immense power within him being gradually tamed, not suppressed, but integrated.

These forces are not enemies, and there is no need to suppress them. They simply need time to adapt to this body and to this more powerful world.

He spent an hour walking around the room, from the corner to the window, from the window to the door, and then from the door back to the corner.

The footprints went from dark to light, from clear to blurry, and finally became almost invisible.

"That's about it," Wei Wen said, sitting down by the bed and turning on his communicator to review the message history from the past ten days.

He didn't reply to the three messages from the Extreme Martial Arts Academy, all routine training notifications.

Li Dawei sent five messages. The first two asked if he was free. The third said that there was some movement on Xu Xin's side. The fourth said that Atkin's people had withdrawn some of their men. The fifth said that he should reply as soon as he saw the message.

He replied to Li Dawei with a simple message, "Received, let's talk tomorrow when we meet." Then he came across an unexpected message from Luo Hua, which was very short: "Brother Wei, if it's convenient, come over." An address was attached below.

Wei Wen stared at the message and remained silent for a long time.

It's quite rare for Luo Hua to take the initiative to contact him. Not to mention his predecessor, since he transmigrated to this world, he hasn't had much contact with Luo Hua. They've only met a few times and spoken a few times, far from reaching the point of "taking the initiative to send a message".

He knew a little about Luo Hua's personality: he was aloof, cold, and neither good at nor willing to socialize. The fact that he took the initiative to send a message meant that there must be something important.

He also knew that after Luo Feng's "death," Luo Hua must have been under tremendous pressure, not only from the pain of losing his brother, but also from the covetousness of all sides.

Wei Wen put away the communicator, stood up, walked around again to make sure he had regained most of his control over his body, and then picked up his coat and went out.