Chapter 443 - 333: Family, Path of the Morning Star (Part 3)

’It’s enough for a down payment on a small house in Xiongshi County, enough for my brother to get the best prosthetic limb.’

"By the way, have you had your Superpower progress tested?" Lin Wei asked.

"I’ve been a little busy lately, so not yet."

"Then let’s test it now." She stood up and walked toward the Energy Peak Detector in the corner.

Wei Song walked over and placed his palm on the Crystal Plate. An orange-red light exploded, spreading along the Rune patterns.

The instrument HUMMED, and the display flickered.

[Detecting Energy Peak...]

[Detection Complete]

[Current Energy Intensity: Awakening Middle Stage]

[Energy Stability: Extremely High]

[Awakening Progress Assessment: 36%]

The data froze on the screen.

Lin Wei stared at the screen, her pupils constricting slightly. "One month, from 10% to 36%..."

She turned her head to look at Wei Song. "Did you absorb other Source Crystals?"

"No, I haven’t. Maybe my Physique just absorbs it more thoroughly."

Wei Song made up a plausible excuse to brush her off.

When it came to understanding World Origin, few in this world could compare to him.

Lin Wei was silent for a few seconds before nodding. "A Level potential is truly different, as expected."

She walked back to her desk and sat down again.

"By the way, about those questions you asked before, regarding the Cults..."

She opened a file and pushed it in front of Wei Song. "See for yourself."

Wei Song took the file. The pages were filled with dense records and a few blurry photographs.

The photos showed Cultists in black robes of different styles.

Some had a twisted, tree-like pattern embroidered on their chests—the Longevity Cult.

Some had dark purple markings painted on their faces, a characteristic of the Abyssal Children.

Others were holding burning banners, on which was drawn a shattered eye... the Destruction Society.

"The Doomsday Cult is just one of them," Lin Wei’s voice was filled with hatred.

"These Cults all have the Shadow of the other world behind them."

"The core members of the Cults receive a unique ’gift’... the Power of Distortion."

"Their bodies mutate, their minds twist, but their combat power skyrockets."

Her expression grew heavy.

"The difficulty of eradicating them is related to a city’s proximity to a Rift. The closer to a Rift, the more rampant the Cult activity, and the more Mutants there are."

"Jiangzhou City is still relatively safe. Shenfeng City to the north, on the other hand, is near a Level Four Rift..."

Wei Song knew that place was the front line, where Superpower Users died in battle every day.

Wei Song closed the file and handed it back to her.

"Are those Grandmasters, and even the Legends, also powered up by piling on Source Crystals?"

Lin Wei shook her head. "Source Crystals are just the foundation."

"The higher the Realm, the more you need. It’s not just about Source Crystals, but also a profound understanding of your own Superpower."

She pointed to her own head.

"The path from Grandmaster to Legend gets ninety-nine percent of people stuck. If you can’t grasp it, you just can’t grasp it."

"No amount of Source Crystals will help."

Wei Song mused, "So, what appears to be a Superpower... is actually a Rule."

Lin Wei glanced at him. "You’re improving very quickly. You’ve already reached the Awakening Middle Stage."

"Focus on building a solid foundation first. Don’t be in too much of a hurry to advance your Superpower."

Wei Song nodded and asked no more questions.

He put away the Crystal Box and the bank card, then turned and left.

「Wizard World.」

Two hundred meters underground at No. 7 Wisteria Lane.

Ian sat cross-legged before the Abyssal Altar, his eyes slightly closed.

Deep within his consciousness, the panel floated silently.

Through the strengthened Link between the two worlds, the memories of his projection, Wei Song, flooded in like a tide.

The moment Wei Song touched the Source Crystal, the images became exceptionally clear.

The golden Crystal in the transparent box glowed faintly, its internal Energy surging like a tide and emitting the aura of World Origin.

Ian’s eyes snapped open. Deep within his pupils, a silver nebula spun madly, faster and faster.

"World Origin..."

He muttered to himself, his face a mask of disbelief and shock.

"It can actually be produced so stably... in this manner?"

He stood up and paced back and forth in the stone chamber, his mind racing.

A world’s origin is the foundation of all creation, the sum of all its Rules, the source of all existence.

In the Wizard World, to obtain even a wisp of World Origin...

’You either conquer a world and extract it by force, or you receive it as a willing gift from the World Will.’

Either way, it was an almost impossible task.

’Why is it so difficult for a Level Four Morning Star Wizard to be born?’

’Isn’t it precisely because they can’t find enough World Origin to coalesce a Seed of Rules?’

’And now... in the Profound Yellow World, this ultimate treasure is actually called a "Source Crystal."’

’And it can be obtained reliably by wiping out Cults and purifying Rifts!’

Ian stopped pacing and looked up at the dark vortex in the center of the altar.

The vortex spun slowly, emanating the unique, twisted will of the Abyss.

But his eyes held nothing but a fiery glow.

’The Seed of Rules... I need to rethink my plan.’

He closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank deep into his Sea of Spirit, where three Star Orbits rotated slowly.

The innermost orbit: silver-gray, Gravity, 32% progress.

The middle orbit: pale gold, Purification, 18% progress.

The outermost orbit: transparent, Time, 5% progress.

These were the three Rules he had originally planned to use to coalesce his Seed of Rules.

But now, there was one more.

The Superpower of his projection, Wei Song: Thermal Energy Control.

On a deeper level of Rules, it was on the same tier as "Time."

Perhaps... even higher.

’Because Thermal Energy is one of the fundamental driving forces that constitute the material world.’

’The burning of Fixed Stars, the boiling of a planet’s core, the metabolism of life... the source of all activity is the conversion of Thermal Energy.’

Ian closed his eyes again, and a deduction began within his Sea of Spirit.

Countless pieces of knowledge from the Wizard World, the science of his past life, and the Rule information fed back by the panel...

Even some knowledge about the Abyss World, all of it surfaced.

’My previous plan for the Seed of Rules was too narrow!’

’Now, with the rich Rules of Profound Yellow Star as a propellant, once the panel has finished collecting data...’

’I will certainly carve out a path of evolution... completely different from that of other Wizards.’