When everything finally stabilized, Bai Yue officially began immersing himself in combat within the Killing Field of the Virtual Universe.
By continuously fighting opponents configured by the Virtual Universe Network, he steadily made up for his greatest shortcoming—real combat experience.
After breaking through to Astral Rank, his actual number of battles could be described as pitifully small. On Earth, aside from himself, only the Golden-Horned Beast had reached the Astral Rank. That battle had ended almost the instant it began, offering no meaningful tempering at all. As for Planetary-level opponents, there was simply no need to fight them.
In contrast, the Virtual Universe Killing Field was practically a paradise for cultivation.
Here, opponents could be customized in realm, race, law comprehension, and secret techniques. It was the fastest way to polish combat instincts and refine one's mastery of techniques.
The only downside was simple.
It was terrifyingly expensive.
The stronger the opponent, the higher their law comprehension, the more advanced their secret techniques—the higher the cost. Even the combat environment itself, or simulating non-human races, required additional fees. Compared to this, burning money felt slow.
Yet in the universe, countless powerhouses willingly paid this price.
Because the higher one climbed, the harder progress became. If money could buy improvement, then spending it was not wasteful—it was efficient.
Since the Golden-Horned Beast clone possessed far stronger law comprehension than the Earthling clone, Bai Yue delegated most law cultivation to it.
Meanwhile, after establishing stable trade channels, Ji Ning—his Universe Rank Ninth Stage Earthling clone—formally joined the Gan Wu Dojo.
With his realm alone, he easily passed the assessment and was directly appointed as an instructor at the Gan Wu Dojo branch on Qiu Long Star.
Within the Gan Wu Dojo, once one reached Universe Rank, they could be called a Gan Wu Disciple and were allowed to embroider a golden leaf on their clothing as a symbol of status.
Universe Rank — one golden leafDomain Lord — two golden leavesWorld Lord — three golden leaves
However, such titles could only be officially granted after registration at the Gan Wu Dojo Headquarters within the Virtual Universe. Local branches lacked the authority to confer them.
Virtual Universe — Gan Wu Continent
Gan Wu Dojo Headquarters
As the supreme headquarters of the Gan Wu Dojo, its scale was nothing short of astonishing. Each side of the compound spanned nearly ninety thousand kilometers, and the towering main gate exceeded one thousand meters in height. Above it, the four characters "Gan Wu Dojo" shone brilliantly, radiating an ancient and majestic aura.
Inside, the flow of people was endless.
All manner of humanoid races passed through the grounds—canine-men with sharp snouts, pig-men with massive frames, towering ape-men, and even graceful, elf-like beings indistinguishable from humans of legend. Nearly all bore the golden-leaf insignia of Gan Wu Disciples on their attire.
Ji Ning had been notified to attend the Gan Wu Disciple Title Conferral Ceremony, a unified event held periodically by the dojo to formally recognize new members.
Following an attendant's guidance, he arrived at an enormous square.
By then, thousands of figures had already gathered.
Within the Ganwu Universe Country, the Gan Wu Dojo was the sole officially recognized martial organization. While independent powerhouses could accept personal disciples, they were forbidden from establishing martial institutions of their own.
As a result, an overwhelming number of experts converged here.
Given that the Ganwu Universe Country alone contained hundreds of millions of galaxies, even a routine conferral ceremony attracted tens of thousands of Universe Rank experts.
Across the vast square, nearly ten thousand Universe Rank powerhouses stood in clusters, chatting quietly, while others remained alone, radiating an unapproachable air.
Since all present were Universe Rank and most sought connections, Ji Ning quickly blended into a small circle.
"Brother Ji Ning," said a tall, broad-shouldered man nearly 2.8 meters in height, his features rugged as if carved from stone. "Since you just joined the Gan Wu Dojo, you might not know this yet. Ordinary inheritances can be bought with money, but core inheritances require sufficient contribution points."
This man was Kamon, a Man Clan Martial Artist at Universe Rank First Stage. According to him, he was already over ten thousand years old. Despite his fierce appearance, his personality was surprisingly warm. When Ji Ning arrived, Kamon had been the first to greet him.
"Stop pretending, Kamon," another burly man nearby laughed. He had long golden hair, a thick beard, and wielded a massive hammer—his appearance uncannily resembling a thunder god from Earth myths. "Brother Ji Ning reached Universe Rank at barely over a thousand years old. He'll definitely be taken in by some big figure. Why would he grind missions like us?"
This was Karlqi, Kamon's longtime acquaintance.
Earlier, Ji Ning's youthful aura had drawn attention, inevitably leading to discussion of age. He had casually mentioned being over a thousand years old, only to realize that among this group, such an age was barely considered early youth.
Before his arrival, the youngest person in the circle was already over six thousand years old.
Naturally, many people—consciously or unconsciously—tried to befriend him. In their eyes, Ji Ning had an almost certain future as a Domain Lord, with even World Lord potential not out of reach.
"It's not that exaggerated," Ji Ning replied modestly. "I still have much to learn and will rely on all of you seniors for guidance. Please don't hold back."
"Silence!"
A majestic voice thundered across the square, accompanied by an overwhelming pressure that instantly suppressed the entire area.
The crowd fell silent at once.
Looking toward the high platform, they saw figures appear instantaneously, as if teleporting into existence. Over ten figures stood there, each exuding a terrifying aura.
The one who had spoken was a youthful-looking man with a leaf-shaped mark on his forehead.
No one dared underestimate him.
Anyone with basic knowledge understood what that mark represented—recognition by the Origin Law of Wood. Such a person was an absolute powerhouse among World Lords.
Satisfied with the respectful silence, the World Lord nodded slightly. Turning, he bowed toward the red-haired middle-aged man standing at the center.
"Lord Silver Shadow Marquis, everything is ready."
With that confirmation, Silver Shadow Marquis stepped forward.
The moment their gazes fell upon him, everyone below felt as if a deity had descended from a divine kingdom. He stood there alone, peerless and immovable, like a pillar connecting heaven and earth. Even consciousness itself seemed to still, leaving only that towering figure imprinted in their minds.
"I, Silver Shadow Marquis," he said calmly, "act under the orders of Lord Gan Yang King to preside over this ceremony and confer upon you the title of Gan Wu Disciple."
With a wave of his hand, countless rays of light descended from the sky, attaching themselves to the clothing of everyone present.
As the light faded, a golden leaf insignia appeared on their garments.
From this moment onward, they were officially recognized Gan Wu Disciples.
"Cultivate diligently," Silver Shadow Marquis continued. "Do not disappoint the nurturing of the Country Lord. Grow swiftly into powerhouses capable of standing on your own."
With that, he nodded once to the others on the platform and vanished.
"Respectfully seeing off Silver Shadow Marquis," the remaining figures bowed in unison.
The vast square followed suit, thousands bowing together.
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a poem written by my brother on river Ganga after watching documentary by Jeremy Wade , I thought I should share with people and this is the only platform I use where if posted more than 10 people will watch
{will ask him to write this in english as well because when i tried google & gpt both butchered it}
भीषण हो रहा अन्याय,हे देवव्रत,
मैली कर दी जटाये, टूटा हर व्रत
पावनता में घोल हलाहल,
डुबकी मारे सब नारी नर,
आन पड़ा ये भारी संकट,
माता का है अंत निकट
english
Grievous injustice darkens the land, O Devavrata,
Matted locks defiled, every sacred vow shattered.
Poison is stirred into what once was pure and bright,
Men and women alike drown in this moral blight.
A crushing calamity looms high ,
The Mother's mortis draws nigh.
{Here I've tried to throw some light on the pollution of river Ganga even after it is revered holy by millions I have written it in such a format that I'm telling about this situation to Devavrata often known as Bheeshm Peetamah a prominent warrior in the Hindu epic-Mahabharata who is addressed as Gangaputra i.e. Son of Ganga I'm trying to fill him in on the dire circumstances. As the river Ganga is said to be originating from the dreadlocks of Shiva consequently the human greed have tainted even the destroyer of worlds and due to the all time high river dumping the river will soon be dead}