313 Promotion, Forging Destiny!
Amidst the howling wind, the white boat, freely falling helplessly, suddenly had a thought.
"Hissing—
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A neighing sound reverberated through the sky, followed by the rapid thud of hooves hitting the ground.
The celestial horse soared through the air like a shooting star, its pure white wings catching Bai Zhou as it flew through the air, its hooves creating rainbows as it slowly descended back to the snow-capped mountain peak.
After a difficult dismount, Bai Zhou stroked the celestial horse's back. In the horse's contented gaze, Bai Zhou turned towards the distant vulture's lair, where it had crashed into the mountaintop, creating a giant crater. Without pausing, it began the next phase of its journey.
Its movements shifted rapidly, relying on the celestial horse's body to withstand the overwhelming fatigue. Bai Zhou gasped for breath, laboriously performing several ritualistic actions.
"I humbly request—"
His Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes lowered, Bai Zhou bowed his head sincerely, and whispered an obscure incantation.
He was asking the heavens, inquiring of fate, under their gaze, whether the adventurer Bai Zhou's first trial was satisfactory.
"Buzz—"
The specially arranged spiritual energy within his body emitted a strange buzzing sound at this moment. As Bai Yang's destiny vibrated and glowed, a familiar yet unfamiliar pressure descended from the infinitely distant heavens, suddenly landing on Bai Zhou.
It was as if a thousand chariots were charging in unison, crushing Bai Zhou, a grand echo reverberating in his ears. Fate, witnessing everything, gave its answer: "Successful."
The trial passed.
The Wings of Mourning, which had lingered in the sky, were vanquished by Bai Zhou atop the snow-capped mountain!
Like a myth reborn, in the battle of the heavens, the tiny boy repeatedly broke his own limits, as if walking a tightrope, honing his art of defying death.
Having reached the pinnacle of skill, where there was no room for further advancement, and with the Heavenly Will Returning to Ashes mastering multiple secret techniques—a divine realm that secret techniques could reach—Bai Zhou saw no further need to linger at the professional stage. Therefore, he advanced!
"Boom!"
Within his supposedly weary body, a surge of new energy seemed to spring forth from nowhere.
Then, several thunderous tremors reverberated from the depths of Bai Zhou's body.
The ten-zhang radius space of destiny analysis resembled a divine kingdom descending to earth, radiating boundless light. Within it, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the Sea of Ignorance surged and churned endlessly.
Since Bai Zhou's advancement to Quasi-Destiny Forger, the hazy light that had been surging within it—like amniotic fluid, yet existing in a state between existence and non-existence—was finally squeezed, absorbed, and devoured by the Bai Yang Destiny Analysis!
That enormous destiny analysis, shaped like a blazing white sun, hanging high above the Sea of Ignorance, possessed a myriad of magnificent phenomena and extraordinary charm, brimming with vitality, as if striving to nurture something with all its might.
It expanded, then contracted.
It expanded again, then contracted again.
The Bai Yang swirled wildly, expanding and contracting.
And then—
it emerged.
A thunderous roar shook Bai Zhou's entire body. From the destiny analysis space to his internal organs, from his mind to his sword energy to his battle intent, everything resonated with a grand echo, celebrating its birth.
Something had been born deep within the Bai Yang.
Bai Zhou could clearly sense that the Baiyang Destiny, which had slowly quieted down, now possessed a completely different aura than before, mysterious and profound, as if imbued with spirituality.
"This is—"
As if struck by a sudden inspiration, Bai Zhou realized.
This was his personal destiny.
Without the need for magical potions to modify it, each successful trial was an injection of a special magical potion into Bai Zhou's body.
Without the need for ritualistic begging, each leap over the limit was Bai Zhou, as an adventurer, completing a challenge against fate.
In the constant challenges, personal reality could completely distort the true reality, and personal destiny achieved its ultimate sublimation—
forging destiny!
Forging destiny!
"Buzz!!!"
Baiyang Destiny, now possessing personal destiny, seemed to have not changed much in appearance, but anyone who saw it could recognize its difference. Like the finishing touch on a dragon, the inanimate object on the wall seemed to suddenly have a soul, soaring into the sky, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and was named a divine dragon.
As the dawn light shifted and shone upon the Sea of Ignorance, stirring the turbulent black waters, the four secret characters—[Light], [Peace], [Moon], and [Soothing]—fluidly shimmered, drifting and rising on the surface, enveloped in a noble yet hazy aura. This
light illuminated the White Boat's body, causing its internal organs, muscles, fascia, and bone marrow cells to tear and recombine, undergoing transformation and evolution in its growth.
"This feeling—!"
Bai Zhou's heart trembled, deeply realizing that this evolution was completely different from every previous physical growth.
If the previous feeling was like an adult exercising muscles, able to feel the increase in their own strength, then this time, Bai Zhou had transformed from a muscular, physically robust man who had trained his body to its limit into an infant with the same strength.
The essence of life, even the basics of genetics, were undergoing drastic and intense changes. This feeling was indescribable; Bai Zhou felt as if he had transformed from one species into another, from an ordinary human into a higher human—this was a complete leap in the level of life!
"Simply put, a professional is a state of life, and this state of life has its own limits to growth—"
Bai Zhou quickly understood his current situation: "While a Fate Forger is another state of life, from the moment they enter this stage, the chosen ones have a completely new space for growth!"
At the same time, the spirituality shining within Bai Zhou's body, the seven hundred and twenty spiritualities, split and expanded again, finally breaking through the thousand mark.
A full thousand pure white spiritualities, not one more and not one less, were distributed throughout Bai Zhou's body, limbs and bones, shining like stars in the sky.
Alongside quantitative change, qualitative change followed. Each spirit was imbued with will by Bai Zhou's personal destiny, possessing a certain degree of activity.
Because these spirits were endowed with will by his personal destiny, even after leaving Bai Zhou's body, they could maintain a connection with him for a certain period, resisting the erosion and assimilation from the world.
This meant that if Bai Zhou were to expel a spirit from his body and attach it to someone, he could use that spirit to monitor that person.
If a spirit were given to a flower, the flower could acquire supernatural powers, such as remaining green even in winter;
if a spirit were given to a sword, the sword would become extraordinary, such as a demonic blade that devours its master, or sharp and resilient.
Considering that these spirits existed in Bai Zhou's limbs, bones, and even every inch of his blood, if Bai Zhou were to fight and bleed in the future, what his blood might fall on might not be able to enlighten stray cats and dogs, unintentionally creating a legendary tale of a loyal cat and dog.
A drop of blood could create a legend, a piece of flesh could become a treasure.
Like a deity walking on earth, as recorded in mythology.
—This is the true master of destiny in the mysterious world!
Of course, Bai Zhou's personal destiny is ultimately limited. These spiritualities cannot last long after leaving Bai Zhou's body.
The surveillance of spiritual beings attached to a person will soon fail, the supernatural powers of swords, flowers, and plants cannot last long, and even cats and dogs drenched in blood will return to their carefree, ignorant chaos after a brief period of enlightenment.
However, even with these initial supernatural abilities, Bai Zhou felt immense joy and wonder, deeply feeling that he was gradually approaching mythology and many epic legends through the ascent of the mysterious world and the path of destiny.
As long as he continues forward, step by step, one day he will be no different from the true saints in mythology, and even walking among mortals, he will be crowned with the name of a god!
Such scenery, though distant, he wanted to see it.
"Rumble—"
It was as if intense thunder echoed continuously within his body. Clearly, the transformation of the destiny master was still underway within Bai Zhou's body, and the influence of personal destiny on Bai Zhou was far more than just his body and spirituality.
From within, his personal destiny, originating from the depths of Baiyang's destiny principles, was expanding outwards inch by inch. A wondrous rhythm permeated his bones and flesh, silently and invisibly cleansing his surroundings.
Visibly, the bloodstains and snow on Bai Zhou's body were peeled away and pushed aside by an invisible force, as if a thin, invisible membrane was slowly appearing around him.
Within the boundaries of this membrane, the objective rules of the world were, to a certain extent, covered and distorted by the strong personal will of the Destiny Forger. The wind blew by and then detoured, the snow fell and then veered away. Bai Zhou's personal reality and the rules of heaven and earth canceled each other out, and extremely subtle "clicking" sounds came from the boundaries of the membrane.
At this moment, under the cover of his personal destiny, Bai Zhou was briefly independent of the world.
Here, he was in charge. Even a tiny human being could have his own reality, possessing the freedom to reject heaven and earth within a small space.
The wind could enter, the rain could enter, but the world could not—that was probably the feeling.
Within the space covered by his personal destiny, he could define the direction of the falling snow and, to a certain extent, interfere with the speed of the wind.
Different chosen ones, depending on their individual destinies, can influence reality in different ways, much like how superpowered individuals in some stories possess a myriad of innate abilities.
However, the most direct distortion of objective reality that all Fate Forgers can achieve is a "whoosh"—an
invisible ripple spreads out, and Bai Zhou, with a thought, draws his spreading personal destiny to his feet.
"Whoosh—"
Then, the soles of his boots slowly leave the snow on the mountaintop, rising, rising, rising—finally hovering six or seven meters in mid-air.
No wind is needed to lift him, no external force is required, not even wings or feathers.
The world's gravity on Bai Zhou is now neutralized by the personal destiny gathered beneath his feet.
He flies!
Neutralizing the world's gravity allows him to float in mid-air; if a directional "force" is applied within the area covered by his personal destiny, he can fly swiftly through the sky!
Walking on air! This is the signature mark of a Fate Forger's extraordinary abilities!
For countless years, humanity's yearning for flight from birth and its pursuit of the sky throughout history have now been realized by the Fate Forgers, who forge individual destinies.
From this moment on, the sky is no longer a forbidden zone for humanity; the chosen ones will be able to fight in the sky and look down upon the mortal world.
"This is the Fate Forger—"
Bai Zhou looked down at his suddenly insignificant feet, his gaze sweeping over the shrunken snow-capped ruins and the vulture's corpse in the giant crater. Standing in the air, he felt a sudden sense of openness in his chest, even his spirit had changed completely.
Nothing could tell Bai Zhou more clearly than this scene that he had achieved the advancement that countless extraordinary individuals dreamed of
—Fate Forging Success!
Moreover, he was a Fate Forger who forged the destiny of the chosen ones! Not an extraordinary individual through ordinary means!
Thus, he completed the important transformation from [Adventurer] to [Trial Bearer], taking a solid step in the long path of the adventurer.
The world before him was no longer the same. From the moment he stepped into the sky, the mindset of a strongman appeared in Bai Zhou.
If Bai Zhou were to ignite his battle flames at this moment, it would truly resemble a blazing sun burning in the sky. Weaker second or third-level professionals would likely be suffocated by the oppressive force.
However—
"Ordinary personal destiny is truly rather barren."
Standing in mid-air, Bai Zhou sensed his own personal destiny and muttered to himself.
The total amount of this spreading personal destiny was pitifully small. If it were to cover his entire body, it would only form a thin film slightly thicker than his clothes, affecting reality to the extent that it would keep his skin at a constant temperature.
If all of it were concentrated at his feet, its effect on counteracting gravity would only allow him to climb to a height of six or seven meters.
Indeed, he was currently hovering at six or seven meters because his personal destiny could only support him to this height.
Any higher, and he would have to burn even more personal destiny, which Bai Zhou simply couldn't handle!
Although flying at this height would be like being a god in the eyes of ordinary people, Bai Zhou was clearly not satisfied.
In the present world of Blue Star, this height was even less than the height of a random building; even if Bai Zhou jumped at full power, he would still reach a more exaggerated height.
Moreover—
with a thought, Bai Zhou's suspended figure began to move.
His speed wasn't slow; he could traverse 100 meters in just over four seconds, far surpassing the track and field champions of the Blue Star Games. However, compared to Bai Zhou's usual speed on the ground, it was lackluster, and he certainly couldn't catch up with that Maserati.
The only advantage was that he didn't have to take detours or worry about traffic jams while flying.
On the other hand, Bai Zhou's personal destiny was being consumed during his flight, like fuel for an airplane.
Based on Bai Zhou's estimation of the current efficiency of his personal destiny's recovery and consumption, he could only fly at full speed for half a day at most, and then need a full day to recover.
At this point, the value of a Pegasus that could streak across the sky like a shooting star became apparent.
Even so, Bai Zhou was still not satisfied.
Although he had already prepared himself mentally, and although the total amount of personal destiny for Destiny Masters could increase after advancing to Destiny 1 and Destiny 2, allowing for faster ascents in the sky—
Bai Zhou, accustomed to being a "genius," still found this feeling somewhat unsettling.
"So, this is how those Fate Forgers feel in Tinghai—"
Bai Zhou seemed to understand something. "No wonder, although they occasionally fight in the sky, they often rely on vehicles or their own two feet, and I often see them traveling on the ground."
Like that swordsman "Chief Instructor Shi," who was as fast as lightning, even though he was already at level 3, he still used a flying shuttle for acceleration.
The thought that some Fate Forgers seemed to leisurely fly to the battlefield, but in reality, they could only fly that fast, secretly using their own two feet to travel on the ground before arriving at the battlefield, and only flying into the sky calmly and effortlessly when they were almost there—
thinking of this scene, Bai Zhou's expression became increasingly strange.
When the mysterious world is no longer mysterious, the value of the saying "the world is a makeshift operation" will rise again.
"Noble Fate, Great Noble Fate, even—"
even a King of a Thousand Chariots.
Bai Zhou pondered, deep in thought.
Depending on the number of Fate Contracts mastered, the advancement of a Fate Forger from level 1 to level 3 affects the total amount and coverage of their personal destiny.
But whether it is a noble fate or an ordinary fate, it affects the quality of their personal destiny!
Those chosen by destiny use the correct methods to forge their destiny, usually resulting in a noble destiny. Therefore, they often crush ordinary extraordinary individuals, just as Bai Zhou had always done.
If one possesses a noble-level personal destiny, even a destiny forger with zero destiny can soar through the sky like a fish in water, their speed and altitude incomparable.
No wonder many extraordinary individuals prefer to linger at the quasi-destiny forger stage rather than forge an ordinary personal destiny; after all, once they obtain it, it's permanent, with no room for regret.
But Bai Zhou is different.
Only he can continue to evolve his personal destiny through subsequent trials.
"I need to hurry—the path of a destiny forger is long and arduous!"
Bai Zhou quickly suppressed his complacency, but didn't feel disappointed.
After all, this was something he had long been aware of.
Destiny forging was just the starting point; the trials were far from over.
However—
his personal destiny could grow and evolve, while others' could not.
When he returns this time, what will Crow's reaction be when she discovers that Bai Zhou has forged a destiny, yet isn't even a noble destiny?
Bai Zhou felt a chill run down his spine.
And what if, later, she discovers that his personal destiny has inadvertently become a noble destiny, or even a great noble destiny?
All of this needs an explanation. Thinking of this, Bai Zhou blinked twice.
He couldn't hide it, nor was there any need to conceal it.
He could reveal part of his special inheritance through the adventurer's path to Crow.
It seemed that the fact that he was the chosen successor of the previous civilization—couldn't be hidden from Crow anymore! He 'd lay
his cards on the table!
It was just a matter of revealing an identity; Bai Zhou, with his countless identities, was already used to it, and one or two identities would occasionally slip out.
He was even somewhat looking forward to Miss Crow's reaction.
Besides, there was something else at the moment—
Bai Zhou suddenly felt a stirring in his heart, and following the restless impulse within him, he released something.
With a "buzz"—his
divine domain suddenly opened, rapidly merging with the personal destiny spreading around Bai Zhou.
The so-called Divine Will Domain is the foundation of a Chosen One, a crucial marker of a solid foundation in the professional stage.
At the Fate Forger stage, the Divine Will Domain can combine with one's personal Fate, spreading outwards to the Chosen One's surroundings.
Specifically, the Divine Will Domain acts as an amplifier of one's personal Fate.
An ordinary Divine Will Domain amplifies Fate by only a few times, about 1.1 times.
But Bai Zhou is different.
He possesses a Superior Divine Will Domain!
Therefore, when his Divine Will Domain combined with the personal Fate surrounding him—
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
His personal Fate suddenly expanded, becoming exceptionally solid.
Bai Zhou's heart pounded, for he clearly recognized that at this moment, his personal Fate, in both quality and quantity, had suddenly increased by more than three times!
Specifically—3.31!
Bai Zhou's mind stirred—
"Song!"
A whooshing sound suddenly rang out, and his figure vanished from his spot, like a black meteor streaking across the sky above the snow-capped mountain, so fast that it left behind numerous afterimages.
Twenty meters above the snow-capped peak, a figure in a white boat, his trench coat fluttering in the wind, seemed both divine and demonic.
If Crow were here, he would undoubtedly conclude that the destiny forged by Bai Zhou—is probably infinitely close to a noble destiny!
"That's it—this feeling of being pushed back is right!"
Soaring straight through the sky, the sky on either side of his vision receding rapidly, Bai Zhou moved with the agility and freedom of a bird amidst the howling wind.
Unlike the previous "dawdling," this was the feeling—the exhilaration a Destiny Forger should experience!
The boundary between the mundane and the sacred gradually blurred as Bai Zhou chased the sun and wind, freely flying through the sky.
This also suddenly reminded Bai Zhou of what Crow had mentioned before, the ancient distinction between professionals and Destiny Forgers in the Eastern Federation—
in some schools of mysticism, they called professionals "Foundation Building"; and for the realm of Destiny Forgers, they used an exceptionally apt phrase to summarize it—
"A golden elixir swallowed, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens!"
Soaring through the wind, I forge my own destiny.
That's all
.Chapter 314 Testing the Blade, The Transformation of Fish and Dragon, Comprehending the Core of Ice and Cold!
Gravity is omnipresent, and every living being born is affected by it.
On Blue Star, a certain curly-haired sir proposed the law of universal gravitation, claiming that there is gravitational pull between any two objects with mass—and because the mass difference between humans and planets is too great, the seemingly innate gravitational bondage becomes inescapable.
However, at this moment, Bai Zhou covered his entire body with his personal destiny, distorting objective reality to counteract the effects of gravity, and soared through the sky at a speed faster than a bird.
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This feeling of flying through the air at will is truly indescribable. Bai Zhou felt as if he had transformed into a gentle breeze, roaming freely across the vast world, able to arrive instantly at any moment's desire.
The young man, his playful spirit ignited, roamed freely between heaven and earth, letting the wind and snow whiz past him. He felt that although the world was boundless and vast, he, as insignificant as he was, was also one with it, infinitely small yet infinitely large.
Of course, the degree and time that one's personal destiny could distort reality were limited, so Bai Zhou's speed and altitude were constrained, and he could not increase indefinitely.
When he took off from the snow-capped mountain peak, he was about twenty meters away from the summit, but as he flew forward, the gap between him and the "ground" widened, and his personal destiny began to be consumed abnormally and rapidly.
Therefore, Bai Zhou had to quickly adjust his altitude, controlling himself back to a distance of twenty meters from the "ground."
Once Bai Zhou was satisfied
, he was satisfied. Fortunately, he had the Superior Divine Will Domain, which amplified his ordinary personal destiny by a full 3.31 times, allowing him to approach the strength of a "Noble Destiny."
Imagine, he and other Destiny Forgers were flying in the sky, but his altitude and speed were three times theirs—how crucial would this difference be in battle?
Once Bai Zhou advances to the first or even second life-forging stage, the gap between him and other extraordinary individuals of the same level will widen even further!
This level of strength is already enough for Bai Zhou to secure a place among the higher-ups of Tinghai, and it's enough for him to handle the upcoming Demon Assembly, the Five-Colored Eyes family who will undoubtedly challenge him at the assembly, and the other Seven Sins who might dislike him.
Probably no one would have imagined that, in just one night, this nascent Seven Sins, brought back by the Holy Son, would already be able to rival the true King of Lust, successfully forging his life and quietly achieving a qualitative leap.
However, the personal destiny that gave Bai Zhou his current confidence was still not a true "noble destiny."
Even with the blessing of the Superior Divine Will Domain, while the strength of an ordinary destiny was infinitely close to a "noble destiny," there was still a chasm between them.
One could imagine that if Bai Zhou had followed Troy's destiny-forging method step by step, collecting magical potion materials, taking the potion to modify his destiny, and then praying to heaven for a blessing to nurture his personal destiny within his destiny—
if that were the case, Bai Zhou might already be a powerful destiny forger possessing a top-tier, noble destiny.
Such a level of personal destiny was probably unheard of in a small place like Tinghai, and even on the entire Blue Star, it would likely place him among the pinnacle of genius!
That Bai Zhou would be two and a half levels below him now—and with both possessing the Superior Divine Will Domain, the difference would likely be a thousandfold!
For Bai Zhou, this was the drawback and growing pain of the Thousand-Chariot King's Destiny Forging Method, yet it was also precisely its most wondrous and incomprehensible aspect.
A personal destiny capable of evolution.
Just like humans, seemingly weak in nature, or adventurers climbing their way up—
starting from humble beginnings, born into the mortal world, it is precisely because they are born with nothing that they are full of infinite possibilities.
Perhaps only such a personal destiny can reach the incredible miracle of "Thousand-Chariot King," qualifying them to compete for the throne of the Hiro Empire and become the master of a flourishing civilization.
In the present world of Blue Star, a destiny of great nobility is certainly remarkable—but from the moment Bai Zhou embarked on the path of destiny, his life was destined to be more than just that.
Although with Bai Zhou's current strength, compared to the entire present civilization of Blue Star, he is nothing special—his identity is truly extraordinary.
He is the fire-bearer of the Trojan temple, the sole heir to civilization, the chosen trial-taker of the Hero Empire's crown, a rebel burdened with the momentous mission of overthrowing the Hero Empire.
The man named Bai Zhou, his goals and journey, while not quite reaching the stars and the sea, certainly traverse the entirety of history.
He must excel at every step to live up to the expectations behind all the gifts he has received along the way.
Therefore—Bai Zhou, swiftly soaring through the sky, feeling his own overflowing power, anticipates the trials to come.
He looks forward to the day he becomes even stronger.
Or perhaps, it wasn't just him; within his own destiny space, the blazing sun, though bright, still retained a vibrant energy and vigorous vitality, showing no trace of maturity, clearly still in its immature stage, awaiting its next transformation and growth.
"Ode!"
His sleeves filled with a gust of wind, Bai Zhou turned back, his fluttering coat billowing in the air like a bird spreading its black wings.
The young man soared through the sky, like a bird flying freely, no longer bound by worldly constraints.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, Bai Zhou flicked his finger, and the red and white saber named "Wait" appeared in his palm, emitting a resounding shriek that echoed through the sky.
The sound was clear and long, as if a long-dormant beast had finally been awakened. At the same time, a thousand spiritual entities within his body competed to shine, echoing the saber in his hand.
"Tear—
"
Bai Zhou swung the saber, as if tearing cloth, the blade unleashing a flurry of air and snow.
The blade lit up in succession, two beams of light intertwining and rising from the hilt to the tip, carving a cross-shaped trail four or five meters long against the gray sky above the snow-capped mountain.
The red and white blade energy cross instantly spread outwards, followed by a series of explosions, leaving huge wounds on distant mountain peaks.
"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, Bai Zhou swung his blade again, another cross of blade energy arriving, the arc of red and white energy overlapping in power, completely severing the small mountain peak that had been cut in half.
The hard frozen soil was like tofu, the cut smooth as a mirror.
The power of these two strikes surpassed that of the past by countless times, causing Bai Zhou's heart to tremble.
Mountain-crushing!
If this were on Earth, a twenty-story building would probably have been cut in half by this blade!
No rocket could achieve such a clean and decisive strike; it would probably require a civilian airliner to directly attack.
Such a performance, even if one considered oneself a god, would not be out of place in the eyes of ordinary people.
"This is—me now?" Bai Zhou pursed his lips, his expression turning serious.
If the upper limit of a professional is the peak that ordinary humans can imagine, such as destroying houses or tearing apart vehicles, which ordinary people can do with the right tools,
then what a Life Forger can do is already like a species from the former. Flying through the air and escaping into the earth, destroying mountains and breaking rivers, is equivalent to an ordinary person leaping from the steam age to the ultra-modern information age.
"Ya once told me that a gentleman transforms like a leopard, and the cultivation of a chosen one is all-round growth, hence the comprehensive development from body to mind, from qi to intention."
Bai Zhou pondered in his heart, "Then, the changes happening to me now are probably even more exaggerated."
"It's like—"
"
—the transformation from a fish to a dragon!"
From a dragon to a soaring dragon!
The transformation of life form directly brought a second rebirth to Bai Zhou, who was previously exhausted.
While feeling overwhelmed with emotion, the boy standing in the snowstorm felt a sense of joy in his chest, a surge of emotion stuck in his throat, which he had to express.
Looking around to make sure no one was watching, Bai Zhou let out a long howl, releasing the pent-up frustration and tension of the past few days. Even on the day he personally killed Major Luo, he hadn't lost his composure like this.
Major Luo's pursuit, distrust and vigilance towards the official departments, the heavy burden of Troy, the disguise of infiltrating the Hiro Empire, and the conspiracy and mystery from the Blood Worship Cult—all these accumulated frustrations were finally released at this moment.
All the unease stemmed from insufficient strength; holding the long sword in his hand was like holding his own destiny.
Only now, having finally reached the unfathomable "above level 6" in the eyes of countless chosen ones, officially stepping into the threshold of a Destiny Forger, forging his own personal destiny—only then did Bai Zhou truly feel that he was in control of his own destiny.
I forge my own destiny, that's all.
"This sword—!"
Bai Zhou looked down at the spiritual treasure in his hand, his heart pounding.
After testing his own strength just now, he had roughly figured out his current level of power and understood the important significance of the spiritual treasure.
If Bai Zhou could only harness 5% to 7% of the treasure's power in a low-powered form before, now he can normally control over 25% of its power!
This is a qualitative leap, after all, "Wait" is not an ordinary spirit-named treasure; it is a masterpiece combining "General Ale's Battle Blade," "Thousand-Blade Demon Stone," and "Demon Cells," stained with the blood of demons and saints.
A quarter of its normal power means that Bai Zhou doesn't need to release any life contract or secret techniques; he only needs to swing his sword normally to inflict real damage on a level 0 life-forging master!
Even—
based on past experience and the power test just now, Bai Zhou boldly speculates that he doesn't need a life contract right now; even just using a secret technique released through his saber, he can still pose a threat to a level 1 life-forging master!
Like Paroxetine!
If the two were to fight, the outcome would be uncertain.
What if Bai Zhou were to use his divinely bestowed secret technique, Heaven's Will Returns to Ashes?
Paroxetine and the like are nothing compared to this!
Not only that, Bai Zhou even had a vague feeling—that
he was probably not far from being able to unleash the true name of "Wait," unleashing the full power of the saber without fear of being drained dry on the spot.
"The difference between a Fate Forger and one who possesses a Spirit Name Treasure is enormous!"
Bai Zhou took a deep breath, then pursed his lips, his calm expression masking a joyful inner turmoil.
Only a Fate Forger's physique could withstand the terrifying consumption of a Spirit Name Treasure, and therefore only a Fate Forger could unleash its true power.
A rare Spirit Name Treasure, even for a peak Fate Forger at the 3rd Fate Realm, provides an exaggerated boost.
Bai Zhou now clearly and deeply understood why the lucky Deputy Director Liu, who became famous throughout the Sea of Listening with the Thunderous Heavenly Bow he acquired by chance, and was revered by many Fate Forgers, was not without reason.
And such rare treasures, which even ten Fate Forgers might not be able to find two of, are in Bai Zhou's hands—he has four!
Now, Bai Zhou is qualified to say:
what Five-Colored Eyes family, what Black Hands, Black Feet, Black Eyes—
unless the Five-Colored Eyes himself comes, no one is worthy of respect!
"Buzz buzz buzz—"
A violent ferocity mixed with a lazy and indolent aura was continuously released from the saber, calling out to Bai Zhou to resonate with it.
The flickering red light and the purplish-black mist hidden beneath it swirled intimately around Bai Zhou, making him look like a monstrous demon soaring above the snowstorm.
Bai Zhou's [Fallen Saint Physician] form was summoned, the urge to transform into the Fallen Saint Physician irresistible.
At this moment, if Bai Zhou were to become the Fallen Saint Physician, combined with the saber in his hand, he would appear to everyone as a complete and utter King of Lust, and people would wonder how he escaped from the Void Realm.
The artificial King of Lust, named "Sloth," had instantly grown from an infant into a boy, even a young man, showing glimpses of his future mature form.
However, Bai Zhou forcibly suppressed the urge to transform into the Fallen Saint Physician.
Regarding the changes in the Thousand Faces Moon, from [Cursed Colossus] to [Life-Stealing Cat], the cooldown time after activating the ability increased with each change.
As for the cooldown of [Fallen Saint Physician], without the demon cells within the saber charging, the cooldown time was 36 hours; with demon cells charging, the cooldown time was one hour.
Now that the cooldown is over, Bai Zhou can transform, but he plans to do so again before returning to the mortal world.
One reason is the cooldown time, and another is that the Fallen Saint Physician form possesses an inherently bloodthirsty and ruthless coldness, like a mechanically operating killing machine, only suitable for killing, not for learning.
Next, he has very important things to do, and he must remain in his original form.
For example, a "Song!"
With a thought, Bai Zhou turned back in the sky, his figure swiftly approaching the devastated yet exceptionally quiet snow-capped mountain peak.
Confirming that the vulture in the pit was dead, Bai Zhou temporarily left the filthy corpse unattended and turned towards his immediate priority—the half-collapsed thatched hut.
It was clear that this place had been abandoned for a long time; behind the rotten window, the rickety table was covered in snow—only the frozen bedding and two sets of bowls and chopsticks stacked beside the dark stove proved that someone had once lived here.
"Swish, swish—"
Carefully sweeping away the snow, Bai Zhou found two quill pens and a notebook frozen solid like an ice cube in the rickety table and drawers. He also found a locked box under the bed.
Of course, a mere lock was no challenge for Bai Zhou, the lock-picking master who had learned advanced lock-picking skills from Ya.
"Clatter, clatter—"
As he sat there, Bai Zhou felt a strange unease, a sense of guilt as if he were ransacking a house.
But on the other hand, he felt this was exactly what adventurers often did—finding clues and tools needed for an adventure in the corners of long-abandoned houses. Nothing was more "adventure-worthy" than this.
So, Bai Zhou did it without any formal instruction, and inexplicably found it quite easy.
The joy of finding the goods was indescribable. Bai Zhou quickly gathered them together and temporarily placed them on the frozen mattress.
Then, taking a deep breath, Bai Zhou, like a patient diner who had finished the appetizer, finally turned his attention to today's main course.
A buzzing ball of light hovered in mid-air within the room, shimmering with a cold, eerie blue light.
Although it didn't release any cold air, the moment Bai Zhou's eyes met it, his thoughts were frozen, and frost quickly spread from his eyelashes to his face.
Cold!
Cold, cold, cold, cold—icy, icy, icy, icy!
Extreme cold and chill ravaged the depths of Bai Zhou's mind. In a daze, he saw an ancient snow-capped mountain descending from the sky, pressing down on him amidst howling snowstorms. He
quickly turned his head, trying to escape the chilling influence. His chest heaving, Bai Zhou exhaled a puff of white breath, his heart pounding uncontrollably.
There was no mistake!
This was it, the unforgettable treasure he had seen from the first moment, the treasure that ritualists had always dreamed of.
A miracle of nature's artistry, the accumulation of all traces from ancient ruins—the core of a field.
With this, Bai Zhou would have the opportunity to advance his cultivation in this high-level terrain, which was originally beyond his reach!
—"
The snow fell silently.
The gentle snowflakes drifted down, brushing against the ahoge (cowlick) on Bai Zhou's head, causing it to tremble slightly like ripples on a clear lake.
Bai Zhou stood in the half-collapsed, dilapidated house, his earnest expression illuminated by the cold blue light.
An ordinary personal destiny, a somewhat mediocre Destiny Forging Master?
It didn't matter.
This wouldn't prevent him from becoming a second-tier Ritual Master, carrying the legacy of Troy's strongest Ritual Master and using the high-level terrain to transcend his current limitations and achieve a breakthrough in cultivation!
This could compensate for Bai Zhou's current shortcomings to the greatest extent possible. It was just hard to imagine what kind of reaction Ya and Fang Xiaoxia would have if they saw Bai Zhou, who had become a second-tier Ritual Master and successfully forged his destiny overnight—
Fifty minutes remained, thirty-six o'clock was approaching, and darkness was about to fall.
Was that enough? He decided to give it
a try anyway; ideally, he'd succeed on the first try, but if not, he could always try again. Time was too precious to hesitate. Having made his decision, Bai Zhou strode forward without a word, heading towards the core of the field. The phantom of the snow-capped mountain reappeared in Bai Zhou's eyes, an extreme chill surging towards him from all directions. His burning desire to become stronger completely overwhelmed the chilling aura emanating from him. This king of sloth, this vengeful spirit, was in reality the most greedy and gluttonous. Even with his movements stiff, Bai Zhou unhesitatingly reached out his right hand towards the azure orb of light, just as he would always steadfastly grasp any power that allowed him to control his own destiny— he seized the orb in one swift motion. Man and nature merged, intimately united, a perfect harmony. And then—in an instant, he was refined !