As Lu Yin thought about making some tea with the Root of Intelligence, he suddenly imagined how perfect his life would be if his die were able to duplicate items. Wouldn’t that mean an endless supply of Roots of Intelligence?
While feeling a bit of both desire and anticipation, Lu Yin took a sip of the tea made from the Root of Intelligence.
He only had enough to make three sips of tea, just like last time.
Right after taking a sip of tea, Lu Yin raised his hand and struck out with a palm to begin deducing more of the Overlaying Stacks Path.
While he had comprehended 250 Stacks so far, his strength had far exceeded that level.
260, 270, 280, and then 290 Stacks. The first sip of tea allowed Lu Yin to comprehend up to 290 Stacks.
The further one progressed along the Overlaying Stacks Path, the more difficult it was to proceed. Lu Yin felt a bit of regret, but he was not surprised. After a moment’s thought, he took another sip and continued.
The second sip of the tea allowed him to deduce up to 320 Stacks, but he found that he still had not reached the limits of his physical strength.
Lu Yin had only become a peak Hunter after entering the Perennial World. There, he had opened his lower meridian point and also tempered his body with dragon saliva. In the Hunter realm, Lu Yin estimated that his body could endure the stress of up to 300 Stacks. But after his breakthrough to the Enlighter realm, his physical strength had risen once more, and that was even ignoring the increase granted by the opening of his middle and upper meridian points.
After everything was taken into account, especially the increased strength from opening all three meridian points, Lu Yin did not actually know how strong his body had become. Regardless, he was at least confident that he could shatter the void with a punch. If Lu Yin had to fight Uncle Kuang again, a single punch would be enough to make the Envoy doubt his very existence.
The third sip of the tea made with the Root of Intelligence only allowed Lu Yin to deduce up to 350 Stacks, a total of a hundred more stacks than his previous limit. This was not a minor increase, and the strength of his attacks would be incomparable to before.
After reaching 350 Stacks, Lu Yin felt a bit of an ache in his arm, which indicated that he had reached his current limits. The Root of Intelligence had been enough for him to reach his new physical limits once more.
Lu Yin let out a long breath and looked down at this hand while a smile spread across his face. 350 Stacks was a scary thought. If he had possessed this level of strength before, he could have breezed through all of ZENITH and even the Forgotten Ruins without ever needing to use his God of Death Transformation. He was now capable of casually beating all of the Junior Progenitors!
250 Stacks had been enough to make the Junior Progenitors jealous, but they had still been able to disregard his Vacuum Palm after utilizing their visualization method. However, 350 Stacks was something that they could not ignore no matter how much they boosted their strength.
Lu Yin could not wait to test his new strength out.
He realized that he still had some extra time in the Timestop Space. He remembered that the Ghost Monkey had been able to appear in this space, so what about the people on Zenith Mountain?
As soon as he thought about it, Lu Yin brought Zenith Mountain out of his cosmic ring and examined it.
Eight people had been placed on the mountain, and Lu Yin could see that none of them were that close to each other. There was no evidence of fighting, but everyone was clearly wary of the others.
Lu Yin stepped forward and entered the mountain. The first person he went to find was Long Xi.
When she saw Lu Yin approach, Long Xi’s eyebrows shot up. Her amber eyes instantly changed from calm to rage. She used the White Dragon’s Transformation and instantly attacked.
Lu Yin pursed his lips and rolled his eyes. He flicked a finger, and there was a bang as Long Xi’s spear shattered while his star energy suppressed the residual force of Long Xi’s attack. She retreated a few steps and stared at Lu Yin in shock. “You- your strength?”
Lu Yin felt proud of himself. This was not something that he often exhibited in front of others, but he had an urge to show off a bit in front of Long Xi. “What do you think? Isn’t it amazing?”
Long Xi was in shock. Although the person in front of her had been strong enough to confront the Junior Progenitors head on and even defeat them in a one-on-one battle in the Dominion Realm, his strength had only been on the same level as a Junior Progenitor before his strange transformation. However, at this moment, a casual response from him had shattered her spear, dispersed her attack, and even suppressed her follow-up attack.
This was something that was even beyond her big brother. Clearly, this person had improved tremendously.
“You’re an Enlighter now?” Long Xi said solemnly.
Lu Yin smiled. “More than just that. I’ve opened all three of my meridian points.”
Long Xi frowned. She took several deep breaths but stayed silent.
Lu Yin stared back at Long Xi. “You don’t even want to know what happens after you open the third meridian point?”
“That has nothing to do with me,” Long Xi replied indifferently.
Lu Yin felt helpless. This was a very boring reaction.
“How’s my big brother?” Long Xi asked.
Lu Yin shrugged. “He’s still stuck, but he’s fine.”
Long Xi stared at Lu Yin. “You’ll only release us after you get back to the Forsaken Land.”
Lu Yin nodded. “I can’t keep you trapped forever, but also, if I can’t go back, I can’t let you out. But don’t worry. You’re my wife, so I’ll always come to keep you company.”
Long Xi became upset. “I am Long Qi’s wife. I have no connection to you.”
“I am Long Qi,” Lu Yin retorted.
Long Xi snapped back, “No, you’re not.”
“Yes, I am.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
Long Xi glared at Lu Yin. He actually shivered out of instinct, as he felt rather guilty. He had been intimidated by Long Xi in the past, and such guilt had become a conditioned response.
“Who the hell are you?” Long Xi finally asked. She had wanted to ask this question for a long time.
Lu Yin grew curious. “Unseen Light and the others didn’t say anything?”
Long Xi fell silent.
Lu Yin stared off into the distance. Apparently, none of the people on Zenith Mountain had interacted after he had sent them here. Well, to be fair, Long Xi and the others could be considered prisoners, and that would not change just from interacting with Unseen Light, so any communication was actually quite meaningless. “My name is Lu Yin. I’m the master of the Outerverse in the Fifth Mainland.”
Lu Yin? Long Xi was shocked, and she gazed at Lu Yin in surprise. “Your surname is Lu?”
Lu Yin smiled. “Thank you for not asking me my name in the beginning, as that would have been a big problem.”
Long Xi studied Lu Yin, especially focusing on his face. Suddenly, his image overlapped with that of another person who was also surnamed Lu. The Lu surname… Could this be the same person? Long Xi had noticed a resemblance in the beginning, and this person could be him.
After observing Lu Yin for a long while, a wry smile suddenly appeared on Long Xi’s face. How could Lu Yin be that person? He was already dead. He could never return.
While the Lu surname had been purged from the Perennial World, there should be many people with that surname in the Forsaken Land. Complicated emotions flickered through Long Xi’s eyes; it would be wonderful if he came back.
Suddenly, beams of golden light appeared beneath Lu Yin’s feet, and they quickly formed layers of light that wrapped around Lu Yin. They formed seven layers of ancient characters, and at the same time, smoke fell upon Lu Yin and formed chains that wrapped around the Literary Prison. Wen Diyi and Yun Tingting had appeared and were working together to trap Lu Yin.
“Princess Long Xi, hurry up and use White Dragon Surveying the Sky!” Yun Tingting shouted.
Long Xi did not move a muscle. In the past, she absolutely would have attacked, but was there any point at all given Lu Yin’s current strength? They were even trapped within his treasure, so anything that they did was useless. Also, Lu Yin’s true surname had eliminated Long Xi’s desire to attack.
“PRINCESS LONG XI!” Yun Tingting shouted fiercely.
Lu Yin laughed. He merely clenched both of his fists, and there was a bang as the Seven-Layered Literary Prison shattered while the smoke was torn apart. Lu Yin casually swept the smoke away as though clearing away a piece of torn paper.
Some distance away, Wen Diyi and Yun Tingting were both startled. How was this even possible? Not even a Junior Progenitor could break free from their combo that easily. Bai Shaohong had once been sealed within a Seven-Layered Literary Prison, and it had taken him a bit of time to break free.
“Alright, knock it off. Your attacks are useless against me,” Lu Yin said as he looked over at Wen Diyi and Yun Tingting.
Both of their expressions changed, and they helplessly glanced at each other.
“Long Qi, you don’t want to take us to the Forsaken Land,” Yun Tingting warned. She looked like a gentle girl with a mild personality, but her words were sharp.
Lu Yin laughed. “We’re already in the Forsaken Land!”
“What?” Yun Tingting’s face went pale as she glared at Lu Yin in fury.
Wen Diyi grew bitter. “I’ve entered the Forsaken Land. I’ll never be able to return in this life.”
Lu Yin felt rather curious. “Brother Wen, what is your impression of the Forsaken Land?”
Wen Diyi replied, “It’s a place with no resources. There are diverse cultures and civilizations, but their cultivation is broken. It’s an outside territory that belongs to the Perennial World, but it has been forsaken since it’s a cultivation wasteland.”
Lu Yin looked over at Yun Tingting.
Yun Tingting had fallen into a foul mood. “It’s a place for people to sit around and stare at the sky.”
Finally, Lu Yin turned to Long Xi, but she completely ignored him.
Lu Yin pursed his lips. “Actually, the Forsaken Land is a place formed from the fusion of five mainlands, and it has numerous inheritances.”
“It doesn’t matter. Their cultivation system is broken, so it’s pointless no matter how many inheritances they may have,” Wen Diyi replied.
Lu Yin stared at him. “Then what about me?”
The people were all stunned.
Lu Yin smiled casually. “Think about it. Is the Forsaken Land really the place that you’ve described? A cultivation wasteland? I, Lu Yin, stand above all of my peers in the Fifth Mainland. I have the highest level of cultivation of anyone in our generation in the Forsaken Land as well as here in the Perennial World. I have already opened all three of my meridian points. In the future, I’ll become a Progenitor. This is one of the cultivators from what you refer to as the ‘Forsaken Land.’ The Fifth mainland has had many Semi-Progenitors, and even Origin Matter. In the future, we will give rise to more Progenitors, and even your Perennial World might not be able to defeat us in time.”
After speaking, Lu Yin remembered what Bai Shaohong had said, and Lu Yin’s eyes grew hard. “Maybe, you will end up being suppressed by us.”
After that, Lu Yin disappeared.
Frozen in place, Wen Diyi shouted, “His surname is Lu?”
Yun Tingting’s expression changed, and she turned to look at Long Xi. “Did you know that his surname was Lu before this?”
Long Xi answered softly, “I just found out, too.”
Wen Diyi’s expression grew complicated. While this person had the Lu surname, he could not be from that Lu family. They had already been exiled, and there were no survivors. The Forsaken Land most likely had many people with the Lu surname.
Wen Diyi shook his head. He could not help but think how great it would be if this Lu Yin was from that Lu family.
Lu Yin did not leave Zenith Mountain, but rather went to find Crown Prince Gui Qian.
The prince was capable of making the environment dark and gloomy wherever he went. Lu Yin looked and saw black air above his head, and even the stones had turned black. It was rather odd.
“Come out. This is my world, so I know exactly where you are,” Lu Yin spoke in a casual tone.
Crown Prince Gui Qian emerged from the shadows. His strange eyes focused on Lu Yin, and he spoke with a hoarse voice. “Are we in the Forsaken Land?”
“No,” Lu Yin said.
The prince stared at Lu Yin. “How did you manage to cultivate that power?”
Lu Yin countered, “Do you have to absorb your death energy, or are you able to produce it yourself?”
The prince stayed silent.
“You don’t want to answer?” Lu Yin’s voice grew cold.
“You have received the God of Death’s inheritance,” Crown Prince Gui Qian said. His strange eyes turned golden, and chills ran down Lu Yin’s back. Suddenly, the black and white mist within his heart twitched, and the prince’s body became shrouded with death energy. There was a pull, and the death energy was consumed by Lu Yin.
The prince was startled, and he immediately backed up while keeping wary eyes locked onto Lu Yin. There was disbelief and fear hidden deep within his eyes, as well as a strong reluctance.
Lu Yin moved forward step by step.
