Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Wu Tong's words carried no intent to kill, resembling a stagnant pool, merely posing a question.

Chu Zheng dared not neglect and bowed respectfully:

"Qi Cultivator Chu Zheng, at your service, senior."

One glance revealed his origin, this was the profoundness of Ancient Myths.

This place was the Chaos Sea, where beings above the Tenth Order couldn't enter; Wu Tong must be a creature of the Chaos Sea.

Within the palace forged of interwoven vines, the air was thick with the scent of vegetation mixed with a startling amount of evil aura.

The evil aura here was so intense it was almost maddening, Chu Zheng glanced at the repair panel which showed that the daily refresh rate of repair opportunities had skyrocketed from one to thirteen.

This was the repair frequency of the Eighth Order, the energy required to activate it was incomparable to that of a Seventh Order Repairer.

Compared to the outside world, the evil aura inside the palace had increased by at least tenfold.

"Chu Zheng..."

Wu Tong's gaze fell on Chu Zheng, his dark green eyes suddenly reflecting space of the Luotian Starry Sky, with its stars crisscrossing and sketching numerous rays of light and shadows.

In an instant, Chu Zheng's form stiffened slightly as if an invisible thread was gently tugged, causing his main body to sense it simultaneously.

"Your main body is in the Immortal Domain, but I cannot see your past or future, why?"

Wu Tong's eyes held a hint of confusion; in a fleeting moment, he had already seen all the karmic threads beside Chu Zheng's body, knowing most of his experiences. However, the threads concerning Chu Zheng's past life and future destiny were completely blank.

Given Chu Zheng's current cultivation, it shouldn't be possible for him to block his probing. Even if someone intervened, he should have been able to spot some traces, not nothing at all.

Such circumstances suggest only two possibilities, one, that Chu Zheng before him was already dead, with both his past and future having ended definitively, paused in the river of time.

Second, that someone erased Chu Zheng's traces from the river of time, but if that were true, Chu Zheng should likely be dead at this moment.

How could a creature without a past or future continue to exist in the world?

Even for creatures within the Vast Universe, he could discern clues if they had ever existed in the Great Universe, as the river of time would accurately record such traces.

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On remembering Chu Zheng's identity, Wu Tong's brow slightly furrowed; this situation bore a slight resemblance to that Ancestral Dao from the Qi Refining Lineage.

Although that Ancestral Dao was well-known, nobody knew his true identity or origin. He had once tried to deduce these himself and again found nothing.

The Daluo Golden Immortal, completely severing countless karmic ties, both ancient and the future empty, adding nothing to the Dharma Body through calamities, yet still occupying twenty-five percent of Heavenly Fate and still moving within the universe was an exceedingly defiant feat.

The Qi Refining Lineage was unique amongst all paths in that he could see no limit.

Now, only one step away from the Ancestral Realm, he had encountered numerous creatures from the Ancestral Realm and even witnessed such beings battling to death before his eyes.

He was well aware of the power of the Ancestral Realm, but that Ancestral Dao, according to legend, could kill creatures of Ancestor-killing Realm with a single strike.

Such a level of power was beyond his comprehension entirely.

Could this young cultivator be related to that Ancestral Dao?

Wu Tong shook his head, dismissing the absurd thought from his mind. At the level of an Ancestral Dao, such rudimentary embodiments undergoing tribulations were futile; he could easily discern them, and they could never deceive the Heavenly Dao of the Great Universe.

Hearing Wu Tong's inquiry, Chu Zheng looked somewhat perplexed and shook his head: "My cultivation is shallow, making it difficult to comprehend the profoundness in your words, senior."

Space-time Law, with his current cultivation, was far from his reach, and talking about the past or the future was out of the question.

If he could foresee the future, he wouldn't need to spend so much thought considering which path to take.

"It's enough."

Wu Tong waved his hand, shifting the topic, "What brings you here today?"

The unique aura on Chu Zheng made him more patient; on any other day, Chu Zheng would have been annihilated by now.

"With due respect, I'd like to borrow the way to the Vast Universe for a visit," Chu Zheng hesitated slightly before he revealed the truth.

Within the Vast Universe, hidden secrets abounded, and with ample time on his hands, he wanted to see if he could find any clues which might help him on his future path.

"You want to go to the Vast Universe?" Wu Tong appeared slightly surprised, "What are you going there for? To find someone?"

To find someone?

Chu Zheng paused for a moment, not quite understanding why Wu Tong associated the Vast Universe with searching for someone. Just as he was about to speak, a shrill scream suddenly exploded from deep within the palace:

"Wu Tong, come out here and let me go, I will tear you to pieces!"

As the piercing scream burst forth, the Yin Qi within the palace suddenly began to whirl, becoming extremely violent.
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Chu Zheng grunted and stumbled, his Divine Soul trembled, and black blood seeped from his seven orifices.

That long scream, unlike human speech, sounded more like a phoenix's cry, filled with a murderous aura as sharp as a sword piercing the clouds.

Wu Tong's eyes slightly dimmed, and he turned to stride forward.

As he took steps, the vines around him began to shift and move, revealing a pathway.

Chu Zheng shook his dizzy head and quickly followed.

Moments later, he followed Wu Tong into another grand hall with a towering dome.

Upon entering, the evil aura grew stronger. Chu Zheng glanced at the repair panel, and the repair count jumped again to twenty-seven, more than doubling.

The visible evil Qi condensed into black mist, swirling around him, and the first thing that caught Chu Zheng's eye was a huge cage intertwined with vines.

Wrapped around the cage were chains forged from Immortal Gold, binding a woman in black tightly.

The woman was in her late twenties, her black hair draped over her shoulders, her features delicate yet slightly sinister. Her gaze was firmly fixated on Wu Tong, filled with resentment and hatred.

A flicker of Spiritual Light momentarily stirred in Chu Zheng's eyes, and he was shocked; this woman was none other than the Primordial Spirit of the Netherworld Phoenix he had seen earlier.

The previous information from the repair panel had indicated that the Primordial Spirit of the Netherworld Phoenix was locked up, and unexpectedly, it was here.

A light screen emerged beside Wu Tong, encasing Chu Zheng, shielding him from the restless evil Qi.

Chu Zheng's cultivation was too weak, and the residual energy here could easily crush him.

"She was once my close friend, her residual soul fell into the Vast Universe after her death, her Spiritual Sense shattered, and all her previous memories lost," Wu Tong spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, adding an explanation,

"When I took her out of the Vast Universe, I was too harsh, killed several Evil Demons, and thus she sees me as her sworn enemy."

Hearing this, Chu Zheng pondered for a few moments and spoke with some hesitation,

"This memory impairment… perhaps I could try to repair it a bit."