Hmm?
Walking deep underground, Wei Wen suddenly felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his foot.
Something had pierced straight through his Black God Battle Set and his SS-grade combat boots—gear designed to withstand planetary-level threats—and injured him directly.
And this wasn't something his spiritual force had sensed.
Wei Wen constantly scanned his surroundings with his spiritual power. Normally, nothing should have been able to get this close without warning. But this time, not a single ripple.
Babata wouldn't try to kill me, so this must be... a fragment of Chi Hun Copper Mother? An F-grade alloy?
He lifted his foot. The thick sole of his high-grade combat boot had been torn open like paper. Embedded in the rock below was a shard of deep crimson metal, no larger than an ID card. When Wei Wen picked it up—it weighed a literal ton.
The density alone made it obvious. This was a fragment of Chi Hun Copper Mother, a rare F-grade alloy.
He focused his mind, channeling his spiritual force into the shard, and sent it slicing at one of his SS-grade throwing knives.
Slice. Slice. Slice.
Like a laser carving through butter, the crimson fragment flickered and danced, reducing the throwing knife into fragments—thin as paper and soft as tofu.
This one fragment had effortlessly shredded weapons and armor built to withstand King-level beasts.
Even the Black God Battle Set, Earth's most advanced force field armor for Planetary-level warriors, couldn't resist it.
Which meant one thing: this fragment could cut through anything on Earth.
Even a Planetary-level expert wouldn't survive if Wei Wen targeted them with this.
That wasn't all.
When Wei Wen launched the shard through the air, it moved at speeds exceeding Mach 10—faster than even Hong or Thunder God at their peak stages.
And somehow, it flew in near silence. No sonic boom, no friction roar—just a ghost slicing through rock and air alike.
That kind of speed without resistance? It wasn't natural. It made the fragment the perfect stealth weapon.
Even the Golden-Horned Beast, the terrifying beast king of the universe, would hesitate if this thing came flying.
Why didn't Luo Feng use this when he fought the Golden-Horned Beast? Wei Wen wondered. Did he sell it when he left for the wider universe?
He wasn't sure. But one thing was obvious—this thing was lethal.
And since he'd stumbled on it, it was now his trump card.
As a Spiritual Force Controller, Wei Wen could wield it like a flying blade—deadly, invisible, and unstoppable.
I can never let this be seen. Not unless I plan to kill everyone who finds out.
Because once word got out, the entire Earth would turn on him for it. Even Hong and Thunder God might be tempted.
Time passed. Wei Wen drilled deeper—nearly 15,000 meters underground now.
Already collected 50 muya crystals... Babata's being generous. I must be getting close to Meteorite Star.
He scanned again, spreading his spiritual force in all directions. Nothing.
Then the stone wall near him began to ripple—then shattered with a pop, like a bubble bursting.
The rock vanished, replaced by a strange silver-white alloy hatch, half-open. This wasn't just strange—it was alien.
Wei Wen stared. That's the entrance to the Meteorite Star ship.
I'm not going for the inheritance, though. He made up his mind. Better to leave that to Luo Feng. More feedback from lying low.
And far inside the Meteorite Star ship, Babata watched through surveillance, entirely satisfied.
The bait had been taken.
Could this be a newly uncovered ruin from an ancient civilization? Wei Wen blinked, pretending to hesitate, even as he pushed his spiritual force through the hatch.
Inside, he found exactly what he'd hoped for—muya crystals. Dozens. Hundreds. Each glowing faintly white.
He didn't stop to count. But it was at least several hundred. Enough to fund the cultivation of an entire Planetary-level army.
His heart pounded. Eyes went red.
Let's go.
Wei Wen turned into a streak of light and shot into the hatch. Danger? He didn't fear it. Not with Babata controlling everything inside.
If Babata had wanted him dead, it wouldn't have laid out hundreds of muya crystals like a trail of candy.
One hundred… two hundred… three hundred… four-fifty…
By the time he was done clearing the hatch passage, Wei Wen had picked up 450 crystals—adding to the 50 he already had, that made 500 muya crystals.
Each one of them could let a high-tier Warlord or God of War break into the Planetary-level.
Five hundred?
That meant, theoretically, over 500 new Planetary-level beings.
Earth only had about 50.
Even if he used them all himself, it might not be enough to reach the Star Traveller rank, but the power he'd gain would be enough to challenge someone like Thunder God, who was at Planetary-level Stage Seven.
This wasn't just wealth. This was power.
And power like this could never be shown publicly.
Aside from Luo Feng, Wei Wen didn't trust anyone.
At most, he'd let a few leak out. Just enough to seem valuable, not enough to make him a target.
He looked up. The hallway ahead was now empty. All the crystals had been taken.
Babata definitely has more inside... but I'm not here for the legacy.
That settled it.
Time to leave.
Meteorite Star – Core Control Room
He found the Chi Hun Copper Mother fragment!
I laid out that many muya crystals!
Even a moron would guess there's more inside. So why the hell isn't he entering the ship?
What—he's just gonna take the crystals and leave?!
Wei Wen didn't hear Babata's actual words.
But somehow, it was like he felt the stunned irritation from the AI.
With a smirk, Wei Wen turned and blasted out of the ship's hatch in a streak of light.