185: The greatest truths are the simplest.
Wan Xingying opened the cultivation technique file. At first, she didn't feel anything special; the opening of the technique was extremely concise, completely devoid of any profound aspects.
In contrast, The Stellar Faction's military standard cultivation technique seemed much more complex. Back then, Wan Xingying had spent several months just to barely get started.
Wan Xingying continued to read the cultivation technique and casually remarked, "This technique is too simple."
He Ming: "Have you ever heard a saying?"
"What?"
"The Great Dao is simple."
Upon hearing this, Wan Xingying trembled. When she re-examined the opening of the Wan Xing Guiding Technique, it was a completely different scene.
Just two paragraphs were enough to summarize the first three pages of The Stellar Faction's military standard cultivation technique.
As she delved deeper and savored it, her mind became highly focused.
Wan Xingying was undoubtedly a genius in cultivation. Although not as good as He Guang, she was still ranked among the best in The Stellar Faction.
If it weren't for her late start and having to fight for all resources herself, her strength would have already reached Ninth Stage Stellar Level.
Three hundred character essential formulas, seven basic guiding postures.
Wan Xingying first simulated it in her mind. When she performed the second simulation, she could already clearly feel the domineering nature of this cultivation technique.
It was as if every word contained the primordial laws of stellar movement.
Every guiding posture secretly conformed to the laws of the universe's birth and destruction.
She couldn't wait to sit cross-legged and begin circulating the opening of the cultivation technique.
As the cultivation technique circulated, a vast amount of stellar power surged from all directions, forming a vortex of stellar power above Wan Xingying's head.
He Ming stood beside Wan Xingying with his arms crossed, protecting her.
An hour later.
Wan Xingying suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils trembling involuntarily.
"Did you notice?"
Wan Xingying nodded, the shock in her heart beyond words.
Because she could now confirm that the Wan Xing Guiding Technique was absolutely among the top-tier of top-tier cultivation techniques.
Compared to it, The Stellar Faction's military standard cultivation technique was simply...
Unworthy of mention.
Moreover, this cultivation technique felt as if it was tailor-made for her, fitting perfectly.
It circulated without any stagnation, incredibly smoothly, and the effects were naturally twice as good with half the effort!
"Why would you give me such a precious cultivation technique?"
Wan Xingying stood up, a strange flutter rising in her heart.
Since her father died in battle, no man had ever been so kind to her.
She believed that if such a top-tier cultivation technique were to spread to the Milky Way Galaxy, it would definitely cause a bloody storm, and even Domain Lord Level cultivators would personally get involved, ending up battered and bruised.
He Ming looked directly at Wan Xingying, a faint smile on his face, but his expression was incredibly serious.
"Because you are my woman."
"Whether you admit it or not, nominally, you are my fiancée."
Wan Xingying pursed her lips, running her hand over the scar on her right eye, and lowered her head slightly.
"I haven't agreed to you yet."
He Ming: "Then I'll have to work harder."
The comet flew rapidly through deep space. A thousand kilometers ahead, an asteroid belt spanning several light-years appeared.
He Ming's thoughts stirred, and his mental consciousness communicated with the omniscient notebook.
[How many people are hidden in the asteroid belt ahead?]
[789]
Huh?
He Ming's brows furrowed, and he quickly calculated in his mind.
There were too many people. If a major battle broke out here, it would definitely be noticed by the observers of the Human Alliance.
The essence of this secret realm trial was for the Human Alliance to select top geniuses from the star systems scattered across the Eastern Universe.
It was like raising Gu worms.
Only the most outstanding could reach the pinnacle and ascend to the top floor of the Star Tower.
Although reaching the top floor would yield great benefits.
These benefits were nothing more than the most top-tier cultivation techniques, vast resources, supreme power, and the most top-tier treasures.
For He Ming, who possessed the omniscient notebook, he could create hundreds or thousands of the most top-tier cultivation techniques whenever he needed them.
Resources were even less worth mentioning; he only needed to continuously improve his luck, and resources would become the least important.
Power was but fleeting clouds.
With absolute power, authority would naturally gather.
Although the imperial seal of china was currently only Domain Lord Level, it was nothing compared to a cosmic top-tier treasure like the Star Tower.
But its true value was not much inferior to the Star Tower at all.
Gathering human luck and increasing cultivation speed.
This was the most precious thing for He Ming right now.
He Ming embarked on the path of cultivation because of the threat from the Hai Star Civilization's fleet. To protect himself, he was forced to develop Blue Star technology and continuously improve his strength.
Now, it was the same.
To completely resolve the threat of the Hai Star Civilization to Blue Star, he was forced to come to a foreign land and develop his own power.
Although the threat from the Hai Star Civilization was resolved.
The subsequent oppression from the Radiant Empire and The Stellar Faction forced him to tighten his nerves and accelerate his cultivation.
Thinking of this, He Ming already had a plan.
Lie low, don't take risks.
Steady development was the way to go.
He Ming stomped his right foot on the ground, and an energy fluctuation transmitted throughout the entire comet, causing it to change direction and speed away in the exact opposite direction of the asteroid belt.
Wan Xingying asked in confusion, "Why did you suddenly change course?"
He Ming was about to speak when he suddenly saw several streaks of light flying from deep space in the distance.
"We've been detected."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh... A group of seven people landed one after another on the comet's surface.
The leader was exceptionally burly, three meters tall, clad in silver armor, with ten luminous blades floating behind his back.
This person was named Tatuo, from the Yan Yan Galaxy, belonging to a Level 4 civilization.
"Oh, to actually encounter a woman in the secret realm, that's truly a rare occurrence."
One person beside him joked, "Big Brother, I fancy this woman."
Tatuo laughed casually, "Easy, capture this little girl and she's yours..."
Bang... Before Tatuo could finish speaking, his upper body was suddenly crushed into a bloody mist by an invisible force.
He Ming's eyes were cold, and he snorted.
"Noisy."
Blood stained the armor of the other six, the change happening too suddenly.
Tatuo's younger brother slowly turned his head. When he saw that his brother was left with only his lower body, his pupils constricted violently, and his mind went blank!
A Ninth Stage Stellar Level cultivator, why would he suddenly explode into a bloody mist?
By the time these six reacted, it was too late to escape.
"Come in."
The imperial seal of china appeared in He Ming's hand, absorbing the six people into his inner universe.
Wan Xingying's lips unconsciously curved upwards slightly, feeling a warmth in her heart.
"Too many people, let's retreat."
As his voice fell, He Ming wrapped an arm around Wan Xingying's slender waist, and with a phantom grab, drew Haina and Sanchis to his side. His figure flickered and disappeared from the comet's surface.
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