Secara umum, teknik pan cultivation tingkat Stellar-biasa dapat meningkatkan energi darah sekitar seribu kali lipat.
Anehnya, bahkan teknik pan cultivation tingkat Black-Hole pada level masuk dapat memberikan peningkatan yang menakjubkan lebih dari seribu kali lipat.
Yang lebih menarik, atribut khusus yang disertai teknik Black-Hole jauh lebih unggul daripada teknik Stellar. Dengan sekadar peningkatan seribu kali lipat, kekuatannya bahkan lebih dari dua kali lipat dibandingkan teknik tingkat Stellar terbaik dengan peningkatan sembilan ratus kali!
"Bahkan itu masih tidak cukup!"
Pak Mulia mengelap rambutnya, matanya berbinar.
"Teknik ini paling sulit dikuasai pada level masuk. Namun, setelah itu dipersiapkan, selama seseorang menyerap sumber daya dan pan cultivation secara bertahap, sang praktik hampir pasti mencapai kesempurnaan!"
"Di tahap penyempurnaan, teknik Black-Hole ini dapat meningkatkan energi darah kita sebanyak tiga ribu kali lipat!"
Tiga ribu kali lipat!
Setelah mendengar angka itu, para murid keluarga Lin di sekitar mereka mulai bernapas berat.
"Tiga ribu kali lipat..."
"Kita harus ingat, bahkan teknik pan cultivation tingkat Stellar terbaik di langit bintang hanya dapat meningkatkan energi darah hingga 999 kali lipat!"
"Jika pengimmimulkan bisa mencapai penyempurnaan teknik ini, siapa di kalangan yang berada pada tingkatan yang sama yang bisa menghadangnya?"
Tepat saat semua orang kebingungan dan menebak bahwa Pengimmimulkan keluarga Lin akan menaklukkan turnamen Bintang Terang Naik, nampaknya mereka akan menemui kebesaran mereka di pertarungan itu—
Buzz.
Pintu kamar pan cultivation yang terpencil di puncak gunung perlahan terbuka.
Luhuran energi darah langsung menarik dirinya kembali.
Seorang pria tampan yang memakai robeuru ungu-emas mewah mundur dari kamar.
Aura yang terbentuk dari tiga puluh ribu tetes Darah Asal mengepung tubuhnya. Tekanan seorang ahli tingkat Stellar membuat ruang sekitarnya sedikit mengembang.
Melihat Pengimmimulkan keluarga Lin keluar dari penyembunan, Pak Mulia berkecewaan berjalan cepat untuk menyambutnya dengan wajah ceria.
"Selamat, Tuha Tinggi, atas menguasai teknik suprema Anda!"
"Dengan kultivasi tiga puluh ribu tetes Darah Asal Anda, dipadu dengan peningkatan seribu kali lipat teknik tingkat Black-Hole..."
Dengar bentuk sukacita Pak Mulia dan mengamati tatapan menghayati mereka, ujung bibir Pengimmimulkan sedikit melengkung. Keponakan kelas luarBiasa itu memancarkan kepercayaan diri yang sesuai dengan bakatnya.
Setelah enam ribu tahun, ia telah mencapai level masuk teknik tingkat Black-Hole menggunakan sumber daya keluarga Lin secara penuh. Memang ada alasannya untuk bangga.
Itu, sampai saat itu Pak Mulia melanjutkan dengan semangat.
"Di turnamen Bintang Terang Naik ini, Tuha Tinggi pasti akan memenangkan tempat pertama dan membuat keagungan keluarga Lin dikenal di seluruh langit!"
Namun—
Saat mendengar kata "tempat pertama," kebanggaan yang baru saja meledak dalam hatinya tiba-tiba beku.
Bangga yang baru saja tumbuh di dalamhati itu hancur dalam sekejap. Senyum di ujung bibirnya perlahan pudar, menggantikan dengan rasa sedih yang dalam.
Ia berhenti berjalan, memandangi semua orang dengan tenang, dan perlahan mengangguk kepala.
"Tempat pertama?"
Suara Pengimmimulkan sangat dingin, membawa kejernihan yang tidak dapat diampang.
"Pak Mulia, kamu terlalu optimis.
"Shalanya, peluang saya untuk memenangkan turnamen ini masih sangat terbatas."
Kata-kata itu membuat semua orang mendadak sehening.
Semua orang beku.
Pengimmimulkan menghela napas.
Ia mengangkat kepala, tatapannya menatap melebihi firman Ziwei menuju Bintang Kekembar yang sangat besar di tengah Domain Bintang Chu.
Satu rasa minder dan kekagetannya mengalir dalam matanya.
"Seorang yang luar biasa?"
Pengimmimulkan tertawa kuntil.
"Sebelum monster yang sejati, pencapaian saya hanyalah sesuatu yang menyindir."
"Kamu tidak tahu jenis monster apa yang sudah muncul di turnamen Bintang Terang Naik tahun ini."
Pengimmimulkan mengubah arah tatapan menuju Pak Mulia, berkata dengan jelas.
"Putra Kesembilan dari Domain Chu, Chu Wudao."
Setelah mendengar nama itu, bibir Pak Mulia tiba-tiba mengerut.
Para murid keluarga Lin di sekitarnya menghela napas tajam, seakan mendengar nama sesuatu yang dilarang.
"Putra Kesembilan...," kata Pak Mulia dengan suara gemetar.
"Benar."
Pengimmimulkan menarik napasdalam. Nisan tatkannya dipenuhi kekuatan yang membuat merasa putus asa.
"Ia adalah monster yang sejati yang mampu menekan sebuah era."
"Umur tulangnya tepat 9.900 tahun, memenuhi syarat partisipasi dalam Turnamen Bintang Terang Naik."
"Dan jumlah Darah Asal dalam tubuhnya..."
Pengimmimulkan berhenti sebelum memberikan angka yang membuat semua orang merasa jatuh ke dalam jurang dingin.
"150.000 tetes!"
Ketenangan.
150.000 tetes Darah Asal!
Jenis apa itu?
Seorang ahli tingkat Stellar biasa memiliki sepuluh ribu tetes Darah Asal.
Pengimmimulkan, seorang bakat luar biasa yang telah ditumbuhkan keluarga Lin dengan menyedotkan semua sumber dayanya, baru saja menumpahkan enam ribu tahun dan hanya mengumpulkan tiga puluh ribu tetes.
Tapi Putra Kesembilan memiliki 150.000 tetes! Itu lima kali lipat lipat lebih banyak dari Pengimmimulkan!
"Bahkan itu masih tidak cukup."
Suara Pengimmimulkan terus bergema di tengah keheningan yang membuat mati, benar-benar menghancurkan sisa impian semuanya.
"Putra Kesembilan mencultivasi teknik Stellar tingkat rahasia kekayaan dari Keluarga Chu.
"Meskipun hanya tingkat Stellar, teknik itu telah mencapai batas maksimal tingkat Stellar terse, memberikan peningkatan 999 kali lipat!"
"150.000 tetes Darah Asal, dipadu dengan peningkatan seribu sembilan pulat kali..."
Pengimmimulkan menutup mata.
"Dan itu bahkan tidak termasuk Kemampuan Ilahi Besar, bahkan Kemampuan Ilahi Agar, yang telah Kekuayakan Chu persiapkan dengan menguras seluruh fondasinya."
"Dengan ia hadir, peluang kita untuk mengubah posisi adalah tidak berarti sama sekali."
Kata-kata Pengimmimulkan menabrak hati semua anggota keluarga Lin seperti gemuruh.
150.000 tetes energi darah.
Sebuah teknik pan cultivation tingkat Stellar terbaik.
Kemampuan Ilahi Agar.
Ini sekadar profil yang sempurna membuat orang kehilangan bahkan semangat untuk mengejarinya.
Pak Mulia menghela napur dengan sedih dan diam.
Pengimmimulkan membuka mata lagi. Meskipun tatapanmatanya membelakang kebanggaan seorang putra kasta agung, ia masih menyimpannya.
"Namun, bahkan jika saya tidak bisa memenangkan tempat pertama, saya harus berjuang untuk tempat kedua."
"Ini adalah kesempatan yang baik bagi keluarga Lin untuk muncul dan membuat capaiannya dikenal."
Pada saat yang sama—
Di Domain Chu Bintang Besar, pada Bintang Kekembar di tengahnya.
Arena Martial Grade khusus Keluarga Chu.
Bum—!
Se
Ordinary Stellar-level cultivation techniques generally provided an increase of around one hundred times.
As for Black-Hole-level cultivation techniques, even one at the entry level could provide a terrifying increase of more than one thousand times.
What was more, the special attributes that came with a Black-Hole-level technique were far superior to those of a Stellar-level technique. Even with only a thousandfold increase, its power would be more than twice that of a top-tier Stellar-level technique with a nine-hundredfold increase!
“Not only that!”
The Great Elder stroked his beard, his eyes flashing brightly.
“This technique is the most difficult to master at the entry level. But once that threshold is crossed, as long as one absorbs resources and cultivates step by step, one is practically guaranteed to reach perfection!”
“At the perfected stage, this Black-Hole-level technique can increase one’s blood energy by a full three thousand times!”
Three thousand times!
Upon hearing that figure, the Lin Family disciples around them began breathing heavily.
“A three-thousandfold increase…”
“One must understand that even the most top-tier Stellar-level techniques in the starry sky can increase blood energy by at most 999 times!”
“If the Heir can cultivate this technique to perfection, who among those of the same level could possibly stand against him?”
Just as everyone was exclaiming in amazement, seemingly already witnessing the Heir of the Lin Family displaying his brilliance at the Starry Sky Rising Star Tournament—
Buzz.
The door to the secluded cultivation chamber atop the mountain slowly opened.
The pillar of blood energy instantly withdrew.
A handsome young man in a luxurious purple-and-gold robe walked out.
He was the Heir of the Lin Family, Lin Yuan.
An immense aura formed by thirty thousand drops of Origin Blood surrounded his body. The pressure of a Stellar-level expert caused the surrounding space to warp slightly.
Seeing that Lin Yuan had emerged from seclusion, the Great Elder hurriedly went forward to greet him, his face beaming with smiles.
“Congratulations, Your Highness, on achieving mastery of your supreme technique!”
“With your current cultivation of thirty thousand drops of Origin Blood, combined with the Black-Hole-level technique’s twelve-hundredfold increase…”
Hearing the Great Elder’s flattery and seeing the admiring gazes of those around him, the corners of Lin Yuan’s lips lifted slightly. An air of arrogance and confidence befitting an unparalleled genius appeared between his brows.
Having reached the entry level of a Black-Hole-level technique after six thousand years, he indeed had reason to be proud.
That was, until the Great Elder continued excitedly.
“At this Starry Sky Rising Star Tournament, Your Highness is certain to claim first place and make the might of the Lin Family known throughout the heavens!”
However—
The instant he heard the words “first place,” the pride on Lin Yuan’s face suddenly froze.
An overwhelmingly terrifying figure, one that filled him with despair, uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.
The pride that had just risen within him was shattered in an instant. The smile at the corners of his lips slowly faded, replaced by deep bitterness.
He stopped walking, calmly swept his gaze over everyone, and slowly shook his head.
“First place?”
Lin Yuan’s voice was exceptionally cold, carrying an undeniable clarity.
“Great Elder, you’re being far too optimistic.”
“My chances of winning this tournament are still extremely slim.”
The moment these words were spoken, the surrounding clamor abruptly fell silent.
Everyone froze.
Lin Yuan let out a sigh.
He raised his head, his gaze passing beyond the firmament of Ziwei Star toward the enormous Imperial Star at the very center of the Great Chu Star Domain.
A profound sense of powerlessness and awe flashed through his eyes.
“A genius?”
Lin Yuan gave a bitter laugh.
“Before a true monster, my achievements amount to nothing more than a joke.”
“You have no idea what kind of monster has appeared in this year’s Rising Star Tournament.”
Lin Yuan turned around and looked at the Great Elder, speaking each word distinctly.
“The Great Chu Star Domain’s Ninth Prince, Chu Wudao.”
Upon hearing that name, the Great Elder’s pupils suddenly contracted. The surrounding Lin Family disciples drew in sharp breaths as well, as though they had heard the name of some forbidden existence.
“The Ninth Prince…” the Great Elder said, his voice trembling slightly.
“That’s right.”
Lin Yuan took a deep breath. His tone was filled with an oppressive force that inspired despair.
“He is the true monster capable of suppressing an entire era.”
“His bone age is exactly 9,900 years, meeting the age requirement for participation in the Rising Star Tournament.”
“And the amount of Origin Blood within his body…”
Lin Yuan paused before uttering a number that made everyone feel as though they had fallen into an icy abyss.
“150,000 drops!”
Silence.
The White Jade Mountain Peak descended into deathly silence.
150,000 drops of Origin Blood!
What kind of concept was that?
An ordinary Stellar-level expert possessed ten thousand drops of Origin Blood.
Lin Yuan, an unparalleled genius whom the Lin Family had cultivated by pouring in all its resources, had spent six thousand years barely accumulating thirty thousand drops.
Yet the Ninth Prince possessed 150,000 drops!
That was a full five times as much as Lin Yuan!
“Not only that.”
Lin Yuan’s voice continued to echo through the dead silence, completely crushing the last of everyone’s fantasies.
“The Ninth Prince cultivates the Great Chu Imperial Family’s secret, supreme Stellar-level technique.”
“Although it is only Stellar-level, that technique has already reached the limit of the Stellar level, providing an increase of 999 times!”
“150,000 drops of Origin Blood, combined with a full 999-fold increase…”
Lin Yuan closed his eyes.
“And that doesn’t even include the Grand Divine Abilities, or even the Immortal Divine Abilities, that the Imperial Family has prepared for him by exhausting its entire foundation.”
“With him present, the possibility of us turning the tables is pitifully small.”
“First place in this Rising Star Tournament was decided from the very beginning.”
Lin Yuan’s words struck the hearts of every member of the Lin Family like heavy hammers.
150,000 drops of blood energy.
A top-tier cultivation technique.
Immortal Divine Abilities.
This was simply a perfect profile that made people lose even the courage to pursue him.
The Great Elder let out a dejected sigh and fell silent.
Lin Yuan opened his eyes once more. Though his gaze was dim, he still retained the pride of a scion of a great clan.
“However, even if I can’t take first place, I must fight for second.”
“This is an excellent opportunity for our Lin Family to emerge and make its mark.”
At the same time—
In the Great Chu Star Domain, on the Imperial Star at its center.
The Imperial Family’s exclusive Special-grade Void Martial Arena.
Boom—!
A berserk torrent of blood energy, like a galactic river breaking through its banks, erupted violently in the center of the arena.
The Ninth Prince, Chu Wudao.
He hovered in midair, dressed in a dark-golden battle robe belonging to the Imperial Family.
Deep within his heart, a full 150,000 drops of crystalline Origin Blood circulated at an astonishing speed.
150,000 drops!
Even among veteran Stellar-level experts who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, such an enormous foundation would have been enough to secure him a place among the strong.
Yet Chu Wudao’s bone age was still less than ten thousand years.
Buzz—!
As his blood energy circulated, an oppressive might that made it difficult to breathe spread from Chu Wudao’s body.
The Great Chu Imperial Family’s secret supreme Stellar-level technique, the Record of Imperial Extremity Shocking the Ages.
A full 999-fold increase!
Under the enhancement of this technique, the space surrounding Chu Wudao underwent large-scale collapse and reconstruction.
He slowly raised his right hand.
A dazzling sphere of dark-golden light rapidly condensed in his palm.
Grand Divine Ability—Imperial Fall!
Without any unnecessary movement, Chu Wudao struck out with one palm.
A nine-hundredfold increase!
Rumble—!
The void ahead was forcibly blasted open by the palm strike, forming a deep rift tens of thousands of meters long.
Violent spatial turbulence raged within the rift, yet it was firmly suppressed by the domineering dark-golden light, unable to spill out in the slightest.
Its power was astonishing.
At the edge of the martial arena stood a row of Great Chu Imperial Family retainers and top ministers.
Upon witnessing this scene, they all drew in sharp breaths before erupting into waves of exclamations and praise.
“His Highness is mighty!”
“Fifteen hundred thousand drops of Origin Blood, combined with a 999-fold amplification from the cultivation technique, and this supreme divine ability…”
“Your Highness’s combat power is now absolutely unrivaled among those at the Stellar level!”
“Even against a powerhouse who has just entered the Black Hole level, Your Highness would undoubtedly be able to put up a fight!”
A purple-robed cabinet minister flattered him with a beaming smile.
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