Swallowing the Stars: I'll Destroy the Universe with My Talent Attributes

Qin Yuan bought a regular spectator ticket, sat in a seat in the middle section, ordered a plate of roasted beast meat and a pot of wine, and began to watch the battle.

The first match today is between the demon race's "Ironclad Rhinoceros" and the human race's "Heavy Swordsman," both of whom are at the ninth level of the cosmic realm.

The battle was devoid of any skill; it was purely a clash of strength and defense. In the end, the armored rhinoceros traded blows, piercing the greatswordsman's chest with its single horn, and emerged victorious.

The audience erupted in wild cheers, with winners waving their tickets and losers cursing as they left.

Qin Yuan watched all of this calmly.

His [Battle Genius (Blue)] entry is still active, but it no longer analyzes combat techniques or the application of laws. Instead, it analyzes the emotional changes of the audience and the operation mode of the arena. This information may seem useless, but it allows him to maintain a keen perception of the world without cultivating.

The second match was a duel between a Mechanical Race Modifier and a Crystal Race Elementalist, both at the first level of Domain Lord.

This battle was much more exciting, with the mechanical race's energy cannons clashing with the crystal race's elemental magic, creating a spectacular scene.

Qin Yuan noticed a slight delay in the mechanical race's left arm joint, which was probably a hidden injury left from the last battle. This time, the elementalist seized the opportunity and blew off the mechanical arm with a lava bomb.

"Combat experience, equipment condition, mental fortitude... these are the key factors in actual combat."

Qin Yuan took a sip of wine, silently making notes. Although he couldn't cultivate, he could maintain his combat instincts through observation.

He sat in the arena for three days straight, watching seventeen matches. During that time, he got to know several regulars:

A dwarf merchant who always loses at gambling but never gets tired of it; a Zerg analyst who specializes in recording player data; and an old man with white hair who always observes silently from the corner and never places a bet.

On the evening of the third day, just as Qin Yuan was about to leave, the white-haired old man suddenly sat down in the empty seat next to him.

"Young man, I've been watching for three days, and I haven't seen you place a single bet."

The old man's voice was hoarse, but his eyes were bright. "Are you not interested in gambling, or... are you looking at something else?"

Qin Yuan turned his head and looked the old man up and down.

He appeared to be about sixty years old, a human, with an aura only at the third level of the cosmic level, but deep in his eyes was a kind of wisdom that had seen many vicissitudes of life.

More importantly, a faint warning came from Qin Yuan's [Battle Genius (Blue)] entry, indicating that this old man was no ordinary person.

Chapter 202 If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected did happen.

"Gambling is a game of probability, but I prefer certainty."

Qin Yuan calmly replied, "Watching the battle itself is more interesting than watching who wins or loses."

The old man laughed.

“Interesting. I am ‘Mo Yan,’ the manager of ‘Bai Xiao Ge’ in the third district. If you are interested in intelligence, you are welcome to come and have a seat. Some information is more valuable than battles in the arena.”

After saying this, the old man left an address, got up, and left.

Qin Yuan noted down the address but didn't go immediately. He continued his "open-air" lifestyle.

For the next month, Qin Yuan's life was regular and leisurely:

In the morning, he enjoyed tea in the courtyard and tended to some ornamental plants and flowers that he had bought from the trading area, plants that could grow in the Divine Wilderness City.

In the afternoon, go to the arena to watch the battle, or stroll around the "Oddities Market" on the seventh floor and buy some strange and unusual trinkets that don't involve cultivation;

In the evenings, they would linger in the various taverns of the third district, listening to adventurers of different races boast about their experiences and sifting out valuable information from them.

He gradually gained some fame in the small circles of Shenhuang City, not as a powerful figure, but as "that tasteful but never-cultivating idler".

People know that there is a human in a green robe on the west side of the third district who spends his days drinking and enjoying the scenery. He knows all kinds of interesting stories by heart, but they have never seen him make a move, nor have they sensed any strong aura from him.

This was exactly what Qin Yuan wanted.

In the second month of the "opening", he met two important figures through Mo Yan's "Bai Xiao Ge".

The first one is the mechanical merchant "Mechanical Iron".

Mechanical Iron is a sixth-tier Domain Lord who runs a mechanical parts shop on the seventh floor, specializing in modifying equipment for adventurers.

Qin Yuan's first visit to his shop was to buy a "fully automatic brewing device".

If I can't cultivate, I can at least brew wine, right?

Xietie was very interested in the brewing parameters proposed by Qin Yuan, such as temperature, pressure, and time ratio. The two talked for a long time about the brewing process. In the end, Xietie not only sold the equipment at cost price, but also invited Qin Yuan to come often.

“You humans always say that the machine race is rigid, but you are different.”

The mechanical voice carried a mixture of admiration and a rational instinct of the race: "Your pursuit of precise control is very much in line with the aesthetics of the mechanical race."

The second is the pharmacist "Qinghe," but this person is not Qinghe from the Spark Squad; rather, it's another person with the same name. Coincidentally, similar to Qinghe from the Spark Squad, this person is also very knowledgeable about medicine, even more so than Qinghe from the Spark Squad, specializing in cultivation medicine.

At first, Qin Yuan thought he had encountered Qing He, a member of the Spark Squad, in disguise. However, after careful observation and understanding, he realized that it was not the case.

This Qinghe is a human woman of the eighth rank of Domain Lord. She runs a small apothecary shop in the third district and is skilled at making various auxiliary potions.

Qin Yuan went to her shop to buy calming incense, and the two ended up chatting about everything from identifying medicinal herbs to extraction processes, having a very pleasant conversation.

Qin Yuan benefited greatly from Qinghe's knowledge of pharmaceutics.

Although one cannot cultivate, understanding the properties of various medicinal herbs and the principles of energy potion formulation will be useful in the future.

Through the mechanical iron and the green rice, Qin Yuan gradually built an intelligence network:

Mechanical Iron's customers are mostly mechanical enthusiasts and modification lovers, and it can provide information on the technology side; Qinghe's customers are mostly cultivators, and it can provide information on the dynamics of the cultivation world; Moyan's Hundred Knowledge Pavilion is even more all-encompassing.

In the fourth month of the "opening," Qin Yuan received his first piece of valuable intelligence.

He was drinking at the metal shop that day.

Don't assume that the Mech Race doesn't have a daily life. Mech Iron also enjoys drinking. Although the Mech Race doesn't need to eat, after saying, "Savoring the rhythm of energy flow is an art," he suddenly lowered his voice:

"Qin, be careful lately. I have a customer who is a parts supplier for the Shadow Clan. He said that the Shadow Clan's 'Shadow Assassin Hall' has been very active in Shenhuang City recently, as if they are looking for someone."

Qin Yuan's heart skipped a beat, but he remained outwardly calm: "Oh? Doesn't the Shadow Clan's 'Shadow Assassination Hall' rarely come to Divine Wilderness City?"

That's why it's strange.

The mechanical iron's sensor flashed red. "I heard they're looking for a light-elemental human, codenamed 'Time Hunter,' who killed Shadow Fiend. The Shadow Killing Hall has dispatched three 'Shadow Messengers,' all at the peak of the ninth level of Domain Lord, skilled in combined attacks, and have even killed powerhouses who have just entered the Realm Lord realm. There's even a Realm Lord-level Shadow Warrior in command above them."

"Thank you for reminding me, I will be careful."

Qin Yuan raised his glass in a toast.

Leaving the metal shop, Qin Yuan strolled along the streets of the Third District, his mind racing with analysis.

The Shadow Clan did indeed arrive, and they dispatched their elite forces. The combined attack of three peak ninth-tier Domain Lords posed a threat to a low-level World Lord. Furthermore, they had elite World Lord-level experts as backup... Although his combat strength had now reached the World Lord level, due to the limitations imposed by his stats, he would be at a significant disadvantage in a real fight.

"We need to find a way to solve this problem, but we can't expose it..."

Qin Yuan thought of Mo Yan.

That evening, he went to Baixiaoge.

It was a small shop hidden deep in an alley, with an inconspicuous storefront but a surprisingly spacious interior.

The three-story pavilion was filled with ancient books, jade slips, and data chips on each floor.

Mo Yan was sorting through a batch of newly arrived intelligence when he saw Qin Yuan arrive. He pointed to the tea table in the corner and said, "Sit down. Is it about the Shadow Clan?"

Qin Yuan was not surprised; Mo Yan was known for his excellent information network.

"Does Elder Mo have any suggestions?"

"Two choices."

Mo Yan brewed a pot of tea: "First, leave Shenhuang City and go to a more chaotic place. The Shadow Clan won't dare to make a big show of themselves in those places. Second... use someone else to do your dirty work."

"Whose knife should I borrow?"

Mo Yan took out a jade slip from the drawer: "The Shadow Clan's mortal enemy is the Holy Light Clan. The Holy Light Clan is also a light-elemental expert and is close to humans, but they are mortal enemies of the Shadow Clan. Recently, a patrol team of the Holy Light Clan has been active on the border of the Wild Universe Kingdom. The leader of the team is the 'Holy Light Envoy' Huiyue, a fourth-level Realm Lord."

Qin Yuan took the jade slip, which contained records of the Holy Light Clan's patrol team's activity patterns and contact methods.

"price?"

"free."

Mo Yan smiled and said, "The Shadow Clan is causing trouble in Divine Wilderness City, which is affecting business. Besides... I also find you agreeable."

Qin Yuan accepted the jade slip, stood up and bowed: "Thank you, Elder Mo."

Instead of contacting the Holy Light Clan immediately, he decided to observe first.

Due to the restrictions imposed by the entry, he needs to participate in as few battles as possible, avoiding them whenever possible.

But trouble still came knocking.

It was late at night in the sixth month of the "opening up" period.

Qin Yuan was enjoying a drink in the pavilion in the courtyard when suddenly, the smart home alarm sounded in his mind:

"Three high-energy individuals have been detected infiltrating within a hundred meters of the courtyard. Their identities are unknown. Estimated strength: Peak ninth-level Domain Lord. Warning: The other party has broken through the first layer of visual illusion."

coming.

Qin Yuan put down his wine cup but did not get up.

He had long anticipated this day would come.

Three jet-black shadows emerged from the bamboo forest, like human-shaped voids cut out of the night.

They have no facial features, no breath, and their movements don't even disturb the air.

It is the "Shadow Messenger" of the Shadow Clan who is a top-tier assassin who has completely transformed himself into a shadow form.

"Time Hunter?"

The dark figure in the middle emitted a hoarse voice, not transmitted through the air, but directly in Qin Yuan's mind, "Hand over the Time Crystal, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse."

Not sensing any World Lord-level presence, Qin Yuan leisurely poured himself another cup of wine: "The three of you have come so late at night, why don't you have a drink first?"

"court death."

The dark figure on the left vanished instantly, and the next moment it appeared behind Qin Yuan, a pitch-black dagger piercing towards his back.

The strike was as fast as lightning and completely silent.

A full-force assassination by a peak ninth-level Domain Lord is enough to instantly cripple someone of the same level.

But Qin Yuan didn't even turn around.

Just as the dagger was about to pierce the skin, seventy-two points of light suddenly lit up on the courtyard ground; these were the refraction prism nodes set up by Qin Yuan.

Seventy-two beams of light shot out from different angles, intertwining behind Qin Yuan to form a shield of light.