22: Chapter 22 Changes in the Secret Realm

As the complete rules of the Secret Realm flooded into his mind, Mo Yufei finally grasped the deeper reason.

The reason he couldn't control the start and end of the sunlight projection, or even why the connected external worlds were entirely random, was never a flaw in the rules themselves, but because this Secret Realm had no fixed spatial coordinates to begin with.

From its inception, it had been suspended within the endless rifts of the Void Realm, unrestrained and never ceasing.

At every moment, it drifted through the vast Void Realm, carried by the violent and chaotic spatial turbulence.

The trajectory of the Secret Realm's drifting was completely erratic; every time a spatial connection with an external world occurred, it was merely because it happened to drift near the corresponding world barrier, allowing a Space Channel to be established.

It was precisely because of this that every time he stepped out of the Secret Realm, he arrived in an unknown, random world, and the sunlight from the outside could only be projected into the Secret Realm through his body while the connection persisted.

The residual sunlight imagery left behind after the connection was severed was merely the lingering spatial warmth of the Secret Realm, which would completely dissipate within three days.

Only when the Secret Realm drifted to a new world with the turbulence and re-established a spatial connection would the external light shine through him again, illuminating this independent space where life was just beginning to awaken.

Mo Yufei looked up at the clear sky, which had light despite lacking a sun, and ran his fingertips over the grass beside him, feeling no more doubts in his heart.

This Secret Realm connected to him was essentially a lonely boat drifting with the turbulence of the Void Realm, and he was the only traveler on this boat.

Just as he was sorting all this out, the System notification sound rang in his mind again, filling in the final piece of critical information and giving him a clear expectation.

[When the Secret Realm Rank reaches Level 5, it can condense Void Realm coordinates, completely breaking free from the shackles of spatial turbulence, locking onto a previously connected world, and completing a permanent fixed connection. Sunlight projection will remain stable and effective, with no need to rely on temporary spatial connections.]

Mo Yufei stood quietly in the soft light of the Secret Realm, looking at the vibrant Secret Realm before him, his fingertips curling slightly as he silently murmured in his heart: "Level 5, huh..."

Once the Secret Realm rose to Level 5, everything could finally settle down completely.

He had long been tired of the endless rushing, the oppression of life, and the scheming between people.

The warm sun, the grass, and the flowing water before him—this was all his own domain.

What a pity! This beauty was not very stable; once the connection was severed, this place would return to darkness, and he would have to embark on an unknown path again.

If the Secret Realm could reach Level 5, it could condense fixed Void Realm coordinates, completely breaking free from the constraints of spatial turbulence and locking onto a world for a permanent connection.

By then, sunlight would forever shine through him to illuminate this Secret Realm, the ecosystem would remain this vibrant and stable, there would no longer be any fleeting light and shadow dissipating, and he would no longer need to drift aimlessly with the Secret Realm.

This place would become a home that truly belonged to him, a place that would never leave him—a home where he could shed his fatigue and dwell in peace, no longer needing to flee everywhere or worry about the unknown road ahead.

Level 5—this was not just an increase in the Secret Realm's Rank; it was his only hope to end his displacement and safeguard this stability.

Mo Yufei took a deep breath, feeling the close bond between his body and the Secret Realm. Fatigue and expectation surged in his eyes, and the determination in his heart to upgrade the Secret Realm with all his might became unprecedentedly firm.

He clearly remembered every warning the System had conveyed; this fleeting stability was never eternal.

The Secret Realm was still drifting aimlessly within the turbulence of the Void Realm. What maintained the vitality of this space, aside from the Secret Realm's own ecological cycle, was inseparable from the energy connection with the external world.

The energy accumulated in the Secret Realm was full again; he needed to open a Space Channel, allow the Secret Realm to successfully connect to the outside, and channel the aura and energy of the external world through himself.

Otherwise, the sunlight projected from the previous world would completely extinguish, the renewed vegetation would wither again, and the entire Secret Realm would plummet into boundless darkness.

He had finally obtained a place of his own to dwell, and had finally seen the hope of ending the suffering of Reincarnation; he absolutely could not watch all of this turn into a bubble.

Mo Yufei's hand hanging by his side slowly clenched, his knuckles turning white. He gazed deeply at the warm light without a sun above his head, a stormy sea rising in his heart.

Was this really just the spatial rules of the Secret Realm itself? He absolutely did not believe it.

This was clearly a shackle intentionally buried by the System, an invisible restriction trapping him tightly; it seemed that the benefits were not so easy to obtain.

From activating the Secret Realm to upgrading it now, all the rules were forcing him to rush constantly, unwilling to let him have any chance of lasting stability.

Even though the Secret Realm already possessed an autonomous ecosystem and could clearly become an excellent place to dwell, he had to open a channel to other worlds and establish a spatial connection whenever the Secret Realm's energy was full; otherwise, this world, which had finally regained vitality, would completely fall into darkness and return to desolation.

It was determined to make him unable to settle down completely, unable to hide for long in this corner of the Secret Realm.

No matter how much he wanted to stay, no matter how much he wanted to hold onto this hard-won stability, he had to step out of the Secret Realm time and time again, drifting with the Secret Realm to one unknown world after another, facing endless risks and the unknown.

If not for this mandatory shackle, he could have lived here in peace.

But now, he had no room to choose. The System used the vitality of the Secret Realm as a hostage, forcing him to keep moving forward, constantly shuttling between different worlds, never able to stop his footsteps.

An indescribable gloom clogged his chest. Mo Yufei closed his eyes, his heart filled with a cold certainty—this was the System's deliberate manipulation, the rules of survival it had set for him.

It made it so he could never truly possess a stable home, forcing him to be nothing more than a traveler constantly rushing between the Void Realm and foreign worlds.

But as his thoughts turned to his talent of an Undying Soul, the resentment toward the System in Mo Yufei's heart instantly dissipated by more than half.

Since his Soul was immortal, even if his Physical Body were to fall, he could directly re-condense and reshape it within the Secret Realm; there was no real threat of death at all.

Thinking about it carefully, it wasn't really being forced against his will; at worst, when the Secret Realm's energy was about to overflow, he could just take the initiative to open a world channel every seven days and go out for a walk or a look around.

He wouldn't need to fight desperately or get stuck in dangerous situations; he could just treat traveling between different worlds as a vacation to relax his mind.

This way, he could fulfill the spatial connection requirements, keep the Secret Realm from falling into darkness, gain Opportunity outside, and collect supplies and resources along the way.

In this way, he wouldn't have to be forever displaced and anxious, nor would he be trapped and stagnant in the Secret Realm.