Name: Wang Xuan

Realm: Jade Platform Peak

Cultivation Technique: Third-Layer Limit of the Creation True Scripture Celestial Immortal Chapter (damaged), Third-Layer Limit of the Mixed Element Martial Scripture Celestial Immortal Chapter (damaged), Sixth-Layer Will Sword Limit of the Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo...

Divine Secret Skill: Nine Breath Qi Cultivation Limit, Flowers in an Instant Limit, Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth Limit, Six Turns Extreme Metamorphosis Divine Art Limit (damaged)...

Talent: Purple Blood Golden Body (damaged), Creation Domain, Time Domain

Source Point: 180 million

Looking at the damaged marks on his information, Wang Xuan clearly knows that this is a sequela from the destruction of his flesh body; the solution is simple, just refine the flesh body to match the cultivation level.

As his connection with the Tower of Space-Time deepens, he has already understood the operating rules of this treasure, the essence of hacking cultivation, which is to create an independent space-time belonging to him, consuming Source Power to cultivate within.

The more time spent in cultivation, the more Spiritual Qi is needed, thus the required Source Power value becomes even larger.

"Let’s begin."

With a thought in his Heart Spirit, the Tower of Space-Time rotates slightly, a vast amount of source particles fly out with Time Power, enveloping Wang Xuan’s body.

While physically at the Immortal Martial Mountain, lying in the rocking chair in a small courtyard, Wang Xuan knows he’s actually partially detached from Earth’s space-time.

He can sense the outside world, and outsiders can touch him, but his flesh, spirit, and Magical Power are isolated from the outside and cannot connect with it.

Similarly, being in this independent space-time, he can feel the passage of time, the rhythmic beating of his heart, and even measure time by the speed of his blinking.

Everything outside has stopped, as if the movie being played has been paused; the wind no longer flows, trees no longer sway. But in reality, everything still moves outside; only he is locked in this space-time.

Suppressing his distracting thoughts, Wang Xuan, concentrating on cultivation, begins operating the Creation True Scripture, refining the vast amount of Spiritual Qi stored in his body, trying to save Source Power value as much as possible.

Being in this independent space-time, Wang Xuan is fully focused on cultivation, unaware of the flow of years; here he does not rest or distract himself because he doesn’t know what else to do besides cultivation.

This is both a paradise for cultivation and a prison-like small dark room, like a writer locked in who, even if sitting languidly for twenty-four hours a day, must continuously write.

Even if Wang Xuan is tireless and does not lack energy particles for physical consumption, it remains tedious for him.

But he has endured in such a space for an unknown number of years, long accustomed, or rather, his strong Will makes him pursue his goals.

Unless he achieves his goals, he won’t leave this independent space-time.

Rapidly crossing through the Body Refining Seventh Realm with the Creation True Scripture, Wang Xuan once again experiences the cultivation he had before, yet when standing at the Half-Step True Tier position, overlooking the Body Refining Seventh Realm, everything is so clear.

Soon he refined his flesh body to the extent of the Peak of Body Refining Realm, feeling the solidity of his flesh body, Wang Xuan self-assesses that it is several times stronger than when he was at the Peak of Body Refining Realm back then.

He broke through the barriers all the way, the Creation True Scripture went from Human Immortal phase into Earth Immortal, Celestial Immortal! Finally, he rushed into the extreme level of the Celestial Immortal Chapter.

After spending several more months, he couldn’t become significantly stronger at this realm with the profundity of the Creation True Scripture, only then did Wang Xuan begin cultivating the Mixed Element Martial Scripture.

Not knowing how much time had passed, he equally cultivated the Mixed Element Martial Scripture to the extreme level of the Celestial Immortal Chapter and a step further would be the True Immortal Domain.

His Clone seems to have already begun the breakthrough, soon achieving True Immortal, following the pure Mixed Element Martial Scripture path, however, it is not very difficult.

Every step taken by the main self must pave the previous path of the Creation True Scripture, it is too difficult, but the achievements will be higher, and the future path will be farther. This is the difference between inheriting and pioneering.

Operating the two Cultivation Techniques, Creation True Scripture, and Mixed Element Martial Scripture, the refined flesh body has basically recovered to the strength of Half-Step True Tier; at this moment, Wang Xuan’s Combat Power can be said to have returned to the Peak period.

But this still doesn’t count as Perfection.

The Purple Blood Golden Body and Extreme Metamorphosis Divine Art, after his flesh body is rebuilt, can still excavate stronger Combat Power and more exceptional potential with the new flesh body’s potential.

...

A young girl, 1.45 meters tall, walked along the main peak avenue; although somewhat short, she looked charming, pure, and cute.

Despite her tense face, she still made people feel affectionate.

"Wow, such a cute little sister!"

Yue Yiyi appeared energetically, she is known as the Little Demon Fairy in Immortal Martial Mountain; her appearance is like a little fairy, yet her personality is like a little witch, not someone easy to mess with.

Seeing such an unfamiliar cute and pure-looking little girl, indeed, Yue Yiyi was thrilled by the sight.

Ten centimeters shorter than her, hair shorter than hers, better skin, brighter eyes.

To have such a little girl as her little sister, becoming her follower, would be perfect.

Without a second thought, she went up to pinch the girl’s cheeks but was easily dodged, and moreover received a roll of eyes in return.

"You’re the second silly disciple of Hong Xuanji?" Xie Xiaoxian stood needing to look up, yet assumed a condescending posture.

Yue Yiyi was displeased and said, "Little girl, although sister really likes you and benevolently wants you to be my follower, you call me a second silly, and I am very unhappy!"

"Not doing proper business, always creating chaos at Immortal Martial Mountain, you say you’re not a second silly, who’ll believe it?" Xie Xiaoxian’s nostrils emitted two white mists, speaking bluntly.

"You’re a short and flat root number two, and you’re calling me a second silly; if I don’t teach you a lesson, I won’t be called Yue Yiyi!"

With that, Yue Yiyi rushed towards Yue Yiyi with claws and teeth outstretched, her graceful body erupted with Long-like strength, treading the ground with thunderous drum-like sounds.

"Ouch!"

Before Yue Yiyi could reach Xie Xiaoxian, she was struck by a bolt of lightning, and then fell to the ground, stiff and ashen-faced.

"Remember to come to Thunder Peak at five tomorrow morning to pay your respects. If you don’t come, you’re disrespecting your elders, and standing for ten days or so will be the lightest punishment!"

Though Xie Xiaoxian was small in stature, her voice was as firm as iron; her strong-willed personality and fiery temper were apparent at a glance.

Yue Yiyi, having taken a shock from the lightning, remembered her master’s warning. There’s a fierce woman on the mountain who especially dislikes being called short. If you provoke her, you’ll definitely suffer.

Especially, don’t call her "Square Root of Two."

Yue Yiyi suffered a great loss but didn’t dare to say anything, as she really couldn’t afford to provoke this woman at Immortal Martial Mountain.

"What bad luck! How did I run into her?" Yue Yiyi vowed to herself that she’d definitely steer clear of her in the future.

Too bad that the hurdle tomorrow morning wasn’t going to be easy to get through.

Maybe she should just admit defeat?

That seemed like a good idea.

Xie Xiaoxian was leisurely walking along when she suddenly stopped in her tracks, giving Yue Yiyi a fright by looking back.

"Hey dummy, who’s good at alchemy on Immortal Martial Mountain? I’m looking for high-quality True Tier pills to give someone, none of that top grade stuff." Xie Xiaoxian knew there were a few True-tier Alchemists on Immortal Martial Mountain, but their skills didn’t quite satisfy her.

If it weren’t for her mastery of thunder power, causing her alchemy attempts to explode, she wouldn’t even need those weaklings for alchemy!

Yue Yiyi spoke softly: "The True-tier Alchemists on the mountain are still those elders, no changes, but I know someone below True Tier.

It’s that big fellow Wang Xuan. He only likes concocting Super Grade pills, following the Path of Creation, so creating Super Grade pills that defy the heavens is a piece of cake for him.

His Immortal Dome Pavilion only deals in Top Grade and Super Grade pills; anything below that is not sold because he thinks they’re too shoddy and showing them is embarrassing."

As she spoke, Yue Yiyi painfully pulled out a Super Grade Earth Tier pill, lamenting how her few Super Grade pills had been consumed over the years, leaving her with just a few Earth Tier ones which would be wasted due to her not having enough cultivation level.

After giving it a brief glance, Xie Xiaoxian seemed unimpressed by the pill, though relative to other Earth Tier trash pills, at least this one was passable.

"Has some skill; just hope he isn’t too mediocre and can concoct pills that are at least fifty percent to my satisfaction." Even at her lower standards, her quality demands were far higher than others’.

Tossing the pill back to Yue Yiyi, Xie Xiaoxian, hands clasped behind her back like a little adult, continued to wander around Immortal Martial Mountain, her figure flickering unpredictably.

...

He Fang was teaching his first and second disciples, Wu Zhutian and Hou Zhaohua, both Grotto Void True Immortals. Though they progressed quickly in this area, they tended to overlook certain things.

It was up to him, as their master, to point these things out gradually, preventing them from going astray.

Upon hearing news from Yellow Springs Star, all three grew concerned. Although the kid Wang Xuan was a prodigy, he was still young, and with the Alien Race watching, it was truly worrisome.

"Body destroyed? Neither I nor Second Senior Brother have faced such a tribulation, though we’re prepared for it, hoping it would come a few years later.

Little Junior Brother will have to start over with his body cultivation after this ordeal; no matter how fast he cultivates, it would still take three to five months.

In this period of weakness, he might find it quite unsettling."

Wu Zhutian frowned slightly.

He Fang nodded: "You both should take some time to visit him. It’s a moderately severe tribulation, and having endured a life-and-death crisis, his heart spirit may be shaken, needing family comfort."

As they continued their discussion, Wang Xuan was already listening to Lin Cheng’s stomach, where the unborn child’s two little feet were kicking hard, creating two bulges on Lin Cheng’s belly.

His cultivation level had fully recovered, and his flesh body had even improved a bit, a blessing in disguise.

"Wang Xuan, what do you think would be a good name for our child?"

Lin Cheng looked at Wang Xuan sweetly as he pressed his face to her belly; when this chubby baby came out, Wang Xuan would surely be a great father.

Hearing her words, Wang Xuan pretended to ponder, though he’d already long decided.

"A boy’s name should not be too soft, not overly complex or difficult to remember, should avoid negative homophones, and shouldn’t break any generational taboos.

It should sound pleasant, be meaningful, have a mental realm, and hold cultural richness."

Lin Cheng tapped his shoulder: "Earth has billions of people, and all the good names have been taken, with frighteningly high repetition rates, so don’t just pick randomly."

Wang Xuan chuckled: "Then it’s best to pick one that seems ordinary yet not ordinary, how about Wang Zhu?

Zhu, meaning candle, signifies light and insight, bringing brightness. I hope his light can illuminate his path, paving a grand road, and one day his brilliance will shine over Divine Land."

At first, Wang Xuan considered symmetrical characters like Gu, Tian, Lin, Shan, Bei, Lan, Ji, Rong, Wen, and so on.

But one day, he saw the character Zhu and couldn’t look away, suddenly convinced that his son should be named Wang Zhu.

"Wang Zhu?" Lin Cheng chewed on the name, repeatedly savoring it, and surprisingly found it quite agreeable.

"Then let’s call the child Wang Zhu, and for a nickname, how about Zhu Zhu?" Lin Cheng suggested.

Wang Xuan’s face darkened: "What’s a child need a nickname for? Staying true to oneself is what matters."