Swallowing the Stars: Equipment Slots, Starting with a Genius Battle

The dilapidated F-class spaceship, spewing unstable exhaust flames, plunged into the dark universe, accelerating towards the primordial secret realm.

In the spaceship's lounge, Ye Feng sank into a large chair, feeling extremely relaxed.

With a wave of his hand, several spatial rings floated up in front of him.

"This," he flicked his finger, and one of the rings flew into his palm, "is specially for storing the 'miscellaneous items' that we'll have to deal with after returning to the secret realm."

With a slight thought, he stuffed all the miscellaneous items from Xihe and Cangyu's spatial rings—except for the Blood Crystal—into this ring.

He also threw in the weapons he had taken from the temple's treasury. Now that his standards had risen, he looked down on these "junk" weapons, which were at most used by those at the Marquis level.

"This," he gestured to another ring, his eyes brightening slightly, "is for storing treasures."

The 210 million Blood Crystals in Xihe's ring were all poured into the "large wallet" given to him by the Lord of the Immortal Temple. Adding to the original 1000 million, that brought the total to 1210 million Blood Crystals. Just thinking about that number is terrifying.

Outside, a single Blood Crystal would be fought over by King-level Immortals, so 1210 million of them... their value is simply incalculable.

Of course, Ye Feng had no intention of selling them at all; they were all high-quality items he kept for himself, to be used as the main materials for cultivating the Golden Void Beast God's clone.

"Two equipment slots..." Ye Feng pondered, stroking his chin.

The second equipment slot is occupied by over 100,000 Blood Crystals, and it would take 500,000 epochs to free it up, so it's not going to happen for now. But the first equipment slot... now that his will has reached the King level, the solidification effect of the Hundred Tribulations Heart Essence has reached over a thousand times.

It's estimated that it will be freed up in another ten years or so.

"After conquering one or two more secret realms, I can begin to nurture the Golden Void Beast God's avatar."

Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt a surge of excitement. Once the clone was successfully formed, the path to becoming the Lord of the Universe would be smooth sailing.

What we lack now is just some time.

After expressing his feelings, Ye Feng enthusiastically summoned the last two spatial rings.

One contained 14 statues, and the other contained 1 statue—these were the 15 Beast God statues. With a thought, he held up the 15 statues, each about 30 centimeters tall and exuding an ancient and savage aura, with his mental power and placed them steadily in front of him.

Ye Feng stared at the statues, his eyes shining, excitedly stroking each of the beast god statues.

"Haha, this is the greatest gain of the Blood Luo World. The natives don't understand, and the human race doesn't quite understand its true value either. Only beings like the Golden Horned Beast, which are connected to the bloodline of the Golden Sky Beast God, know how wondrous this thing is."

Luo Feng has one, and I have 15. Each one, if used properly, is worth no less than an ordinary Chaos Stele.

His soul surged violently as he rapidly calculated how to extract the maximum value from these statues.

"First of all, I definitely need to reserve one for myself to equip."

There's no doubt about that; he directly gained 80% of the Golden Void Fusion Law comprehension, and his cultivation speed in the Path of the Beast God increased tenfold. This effect cannot be ignored even after he gains a Beast God clone in the future.

"As for the remaining 14 seats?" Ye Feng stroked his chin, lost in thought.

"Should we ask my second senior brother to act as a go-between and exchange some powerful treasures or supreme artifacts with the Golden Horned Beast expert from the Ancestral God Sect?"

"Or perhaps we could confront the Chaos City Lord and exchange the statues for a few Chaos Monuments?"

"Or... invest in that kid Luo Feng? He's going to be the future Lord Luo..."

One thought after another popped up, only to be suppressed by him.

"No rush, no rush," Ye Feng shook his head. "Treasures of this caliber are once-in-a-lifetime opportunities, so we have to squeeze the maximum profit out of them."

He decided to think about it again.

……

A primeval secret realm, Manor No. 113.

This floating interstellar landmass was occupied by a vast manor. The patrolling cosmic warriors suddenly spotted a cratered spaceship, belching wisps of black smoke, slowly descending towards the manor in the distance.

"Commander, there's a spaceship!" The soldiers were startled and quickly relayed the message.

Inside the manor, the gaunt old man, Huo Ye, instantly flew out. He looked up and his heart tightened at the sight of the tattered state of the ship, but the exposed metal hull possessed a unique F-grade texture…

"It's His Highness's spaceship." Huo Ye's expression changed drastically. "How did it get so badly damaged? Did it encounter an attack from an immortal? Follow me."

He immediately led dozens of guards and rushed over like streaks of light.

The spaceship landed shakily, its heavy hull causing the grass below to sink in.

The hatch was tightly closed.

"Huh? Why isn't the door open yet?" Huo Ye and his guards surrounded the spaceship, waiting anxiously.

The spaceship looks terrible; things are probably not going well.

After a long while, the hatch finally slid open with a "whoosh."

An old man, dressed in slovenly clothes and with cloudy, indifferent eyes, appeared at the door, his gaze sweeping over Huo Ye and the others.

hum.

An invisible pressure, belonging to the immortals who had been granted titles, pressed down on Huo Ye and the souls of all his guards like a mountain.

"A title of nobility?" Huo Ye was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he instantly became alert, his heart leaping into his throat—how could a strange nobility have emerged from His Highness's spaceship? Where is His Highness?

Fortunately, this dangerous overthinking didn't last long.

A familiar figure followed closely behind and emerged from the shadows of the cabin door—it was their prince, Ye Feng.

"Hey everyone, it's been a long time." Ye Feng's voice was filled with laughter.

Huo Ye and the others breathed a sigh of relief and bowed in unison with delight, saying, "Your Highness."

"Greetings, Your Highness."

"Greetings, Your Highness."

His voice was filled with genuine joy and respect. Over the years, despite His Highness's extraordinary talent, he had always been kind and gentle to his guards, and they truly respected him.

Huo Ye finished his respectful bow and straightened up. Just as he was about to speak, his gaze fell on Ye Feng, and he froze completely. His old face was filled with astonishment and disbelief, his mouth slightly open, and his voice trembled: "Your...Your Highness, your...your strength..."

As an immortal military lord, his senses were extremely sharp.

Standing before Ye Feng at this moment, he felt a faint, stinging pain, as if pricked by needles. He had only ever experienced this feeling with those powerful, immortal kings.

But...Your Highness is clearly still at the Universe level. Even if your understanding of the laws is incredibly powerful, being comparable to a Realm Lord would be the absolute best. What...what's with this feeling of being crowned a King?

Ye Feng waved his hand casually and said nonchalantly, "Oh, I was lucky and made a small breakthrough in the Blood Luo World."

Huo Ye: "..."

The guards: "..."

A minor breakthrough? Commander, you call this a minor breakthrough?

Isn't this breakthrough a bit too outrageous?

Ye Feng ignored their wide-eyed stares and led Yuan west into the manor on his own, instructing Huo Ye behind him as they walked: "Huo Ye, arrange a quiet room for this old gentleman next to the main hall."

"Okay, let's get him an anonymous virtual universe account too."