Chapter 668: This Is True Love

The Heavenly God Race, Spirit Race, and Underworld Race governed vast territories. One area, located at their border, was also occupied by other powerful races because of its abundant resources.

Chu Feng arrived. With the help of Maiden Xi's spaceship and the gradual recovery of the old saint, Uncle Ming, traversing the starry sky was no longer difficult for him.

On a not-so-prosperous life planet, he acquired an identity that was completely flawless.

"A youth emerges from the great wilderness, slaying all enemies in the world!" In the great wilderness of this planet, "Wu Lunhui" wrote this message on a stone wall, speaking in the spirited tone of a freshly emerged youth.

"Chu Loli, you're so vulgar!" Maiden Xi scorned.

Hearing this, Chu Feng strongly wanted to beat her.

"Such phrases have long become the most ancient motivational words in the Yang Realm. Do you think you're one of those lonely and invincible predecessors?"

Chu Feng ignored her.

Uncle Ming acted, artificially aging the newly opened cave dwelling deep in the great wilderness. He used the power of time to wash and scour it, making it appear as if it had existed since ancient times. This made Chu Feng's lineage seem flawless and provided it with an origin.

The reason this location was chosen was that a young man had indeed cultivated in seclusion deep within the great wilderness, and some sect members had seen him from afar. However, Chu Feng and his companions' in-depth investigation revealed that the youth had died long ago inside a fierce beast.

They came and left quickly. The identity of Wu Lunhui was not immediately needed; it was merely created as a backup for future use.

"Why bother with all this?" Maiden Xi asked, puzzled.

Chu Feng smiled faintly, "It has a great purpose. Once I've roamed the starry sky enough and returned to Earth, I'll use this identity to join the gods' scions in calling for Chu Feng's death."

Uncle Ming was speechless upon hearing this.

"Actually, there's another use," Chu Feng said. "Only with this legitimate identity can I enter the Great Dream Pure Land and contend for that unparalleled great fortune."

He had not forgotten this matter. The Great Dream Pure Land had previously issued golden invitations, inviting young elites from various races across the cosmic star sea, promising a great opportunity. It was said that within the Ancient Hall of Great Dream, one could experience a "great dream" lasting a night, yet feel like they had lived for ten or even a hundred years. Their cultivation would surge, and their combat power would rapidly increase!

This kind of opportunity captivated not only other races; even the top ten races like the Buddhist Race, Dao Race, Heavenly God Race, Sub-Immortal Race, and Primeval Demon Race were envious, highly valued it, and would send disciples. To dream of the Dao for ten or even a hundred years in one night, exactly like cultivating in seclusion in reality—who wouldn't care about such a fortune? It would drive evolutionaries from all races mad!

Furthermore, when the Dream Dao Grand Event finally concluded, a Dao companion would be chosen for the Saintess of the Great Dream Pure Land.

"This sect originally sent me a golden invitation, but then they announced it was voided, which truly infuriated me. So, Young Master Chu absolutely must go, and I'll dream for a hundred years there! By then, after I've gained the benefits, if they beg me to stay as a live-in son-in-law, that will depend entirely on my mood."

"You're truly a pervert among ghosts! What 'dreaming of the Dao for a hundred years'? I see you've set your sights on their divine maiden, haven't you?!" Maiden Xi scoffed with contempt.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Chu Feng retorted righteously.

Then, he thought of something else. Last time, he suspected Qin Luoyin was "pregnant." What was the situation? Given her personality, she would surely eliminate the child and not let it come into the world. "Could it be the legendary Divine Fetus, hard to destroy?" he wondered. But no matter how powerful a child might be, it was vulnerable before birth; a simple c-section would resolve it. He couldn't quite figure it out.

Then, he imagined a scenario: entering the Great Dream Pure Land as Wu Lunhui to participate in the grand event. What if he emerged victorious, dreamed of the Dao for a hundred years in one night, and the Great Dream Pure Land actually chose him as Qin Luoyin's Dao companion? What kind of situation would that be? "I'd be taking over for someone else, essentially cuckolding myself?" The more he considered it, the more speechless he became.

At this moment, Uncle Ming solemnly reminded him that the Great Dream Pure Land's Dream Dao Grand Event was exclusively for evolutionaries with young bone ages. It had been very famous in ancient times, considered one of the greatest opportunities for young people in this cosmic star sea. Simultaneously, this also meant fierce competition.

Uncle Ming said, "Don't overthink it. Even those with Ethereal God Bodies, Nine Aperture Transcendent Tribulation Bodies, or Primeval Dao Fetuses won't be able to resist the temptation and will compete there. At that time, it will be a contest of inexplicable talent and fortune; it's impossible to predict in advance who will ultimately seize the opportunity."

"Who cares? I'm just going there to stir things up and try my luck. They didn't want me to go and voided my golden invitation, making me ineligible to appear. If I accidentally gain an opportunity there, then they can just cry about it!"

Chu Feng and his companions once again traveled into the starry sky. This time, they headed to some peculiar regions for cultivation.

Half a month later, on a barren planet, Chu Feng was running, his clothes tattered, his supposedly sturdy battle armor long torn. He fled across the crater-filled surface of the planet, carrying a massive meteorite.

Behind him, a group of golden, crocodile-like creatures continuously leaped from the craters, spewing hot lava as they relentlessly pursued him.

"Remember, keep your fundamental mind still, and visualize the heavens!" Uncle Ming roared from mid-air.

Chu Feng was exasperated. Being hunted like this by a pack of ancient volcanic crocodiles, some at the Visualization realm and even the Sun-Eating realm, posed a serious threat to him. Who could endure being chased for ten days straight? Yet, he wasn't allowed to fight back. He had to jump and flee, carrying a meteorite weighing hundreds of thousands to millions of jins with both hands, all while focusing on cultivating the true essence of the Visualization realm in his mind.

This was Uncle Ming's method of instruction, and it was terrifyingly intense right from the start.

"Chomp!" A large golden crocodile leaped from a crater, spewing a torrent of lava that almost submerged Chu Feng, its gaping maw nearly severing his legs. "They're almost at the Form-Shaping level!" Chu Feng cried out.

"Shut up! Your task is to visualize!" Uncle Ming commanded.

"Go, Chu Loli, go!" In the sky, Maiden Xi gloated, reminding him that he was about to be bitten on the backside.

For the next half month, Chu Feng was utterly miserable, visualizing in his mind while fleeing for his life on his legs. He wasn't even allowed to fly off the ground, only to escape on this barren planet. This resulted in countless golden ancient volcanic crocodiles appearing all over the planet, filling the sky and ground, snapping their massive jaws at Chu Feng as they relentlessly pursued and bit him.

Chu Feng was nearly torn to shreds, covered in wounds and suffering immensely. However, this desperate method of cultivation had remarkable results, tapping into his potential and solidifying his realm.

During this period, Uncle Ming showed him many "divine diagrams," which were visualizations used by some terrifyingly famous powerful individuals throughout evolutionary history, for Chu Feng's reference. For Chu Feng, this was an absolutely priceless treasure! He had previously been self-taught, but with Uncle Ming's guidance and these renowned divine diagrams, he instantly gained a proper path.

Chu Feng's cultivation and combat power were both increasing.

Two days later, he was finally freed, leaving the planet and escaping the pursuit of the ancient volcanic crocodiles. Uncle Ming handled the aftermath, erasing all traces.

Next, Chu Feng was thrown onto an eerie planet, desolate and lifeless. Here, he finally didn't have to face the pursuit of various terrifying creatures. However, as soon as he landed, his face fell. The gravity was astonishing, estimated to be hundreds of times that of Earth. An ordinary person would simply die upon arrival.

Chu Feng initially struggled to adapt, stumbling and nearly falling headfirst to the ground. The most frightening part was that some areas had even more terrifying gravity, possibly thousands or tens of thousands of times that of Earth. Uncle Ming informed him that this was an ancient abandoned training ground, now barely usable.

"Continue visualizing!" This time, Uncle Ming brought out more ancient atlases, all remnants of visualizations left by super-evolutionaries in their youth. Uncle Ming instructed Chu Feng to run with a mountain on his back while visualizing there! Chu Feng nearly collapsed on the spot. The density of the rocks here was unlike anywhere else; was it meant to crush him?

However, Uncle Ming kicked him off the spaceship, giving him no chance to argue. He had to dutifully undergo the training.

"Awooo..." In the end, Chu Feng howled like a ghost, utterly miserable.

For the next half month, Chu Feng was even more miserable than when he was chased by thousands of ancient volcanic crocodiles. Blood constantly seeped from various parts of his body, as if he were about to explode. The gravity in some areas was so terrifying that running with a heavy load was no different from suicide. The planet itself was excessively hard, capable of withstanding his impact.

"Uncle Ming, I haven't eaten for a month, and I've been cultivating non-stop. Can we please rest?" Chu Feng pleaded pitifully. His clothes were long gone and torn to shreds; he was covered in dirt, literally running naked. Only his large eyes remained somewhat clear, while the rest of him was filthy.

"No, the training here isn't finished yet," Uncle Ming refused.

"Awooo..." Chu Feng howled like a wolf and resumed his frantic sprint.

"This is love, true love!" Maiden Xi watched with great interest.

"Girl from the Yang Realm, you're molesting me! Don't watch me run naked!"

Maiden Xi, thick-skinned as ever, didn't back down. She argued, "Hmph, what is there to see in a little loli covered in mud? Besides, you're a ghost. I'm merely observing the various states of ghosts, scrutinizing with an academic eye."

During this process, Chu Feng visualized everything from ancient Golden Crows, gods and demons, and Nine-Headed Dragons, to the cosmic starry sky and reincarnation. Uncle Ming approved of his approach, which wasn't constrained by form and allowed him to visualize anything.

Ultimately, Chu Feng made a breakthrough here, becoming an evolutionary in the late Visualization realm, with his strength steadily increasing!

"If this continues, I'll definitely enter the Sun-Eating realm. Uncle Ming, thank you!" Chu Feng said, feeling both pain and joy.

Uncle Ming said, "To enter the Great Dream Pure Land and participate in the Dream Dao Grand Event, your strength must be sufficient!"

Two days later, Chu Feng finally left the desolate, gravity-defying ancient training ground planet and was brought to a life planet. When he saw cities, bustling traffic, and surging crowds, Chu Feng nearly roared with joy, realizing that the hellish torment was finally over.

Finally, after taking a hot bath, changing into clean clothes, and gnawing on a roasted mutton leg in a restaurant, tears almost welled up in his eyes; this moment was truly blissful.

However, after finishing that meal, he was taken away again, thrown onto a planet infested with venomous insects. Flying centipedes were everywhere, mountains were covered with millstone-sized toads, and spider-like creatures as large as small hills. A life-or-death trial awaited him again!

In the end, he was almost stung to death by a swarm of venomous bees the size of calves, his entire body turning black. The main issue was that these bees were everywhere, filling the sky and crushing it. It was excruciating, yet he was still required to visualize under such circumstances.

In this manner, Chu Feng endured three months of arduous cultivation, finally bringing his hellish journey to an end. He was only a hair's breadth away from the Sun-Eating realm and could break through at any moment.

Uncle Ming admonished him, "Don't rush. Let's go out and find some opportunities to solidify your evolutionary foundation, and then you can break into the Sun-Eating realm and undergo your tribulation along the way!"

Upon this return, while recuperating on a life planet, Uncle Ming's expression was grim. Despite his cultivation as an old saint, his body trembled slightly as he suppressed his rage and sorrow.

"What's wrong, Uncle Ming?!" Chu Feng asked.

"It's that beast, Wei Heng!" Uncle Ming said in a low voice.

Wei Heng had been quiet for the past three months, only reappearing in the last few days. He suddenly announced an auction of refinement materials, all of them saint-level. For example, the hide of a saint bear, the bones of a black tiger, the skull of a human saint imbued with essential runes, and the saintly wings of a female saint who had cultivated them...

"These people were all my old friends, who once fought alongside me. Some were from my home planet, others were friends I met on foreign planets, sharing life and death with me. When the ancient Earth war broke out, they never abandoned me..." Uncle Ming could not continue, old tears streaming down his face. Some of those people had been killed back then, while others who survived met cruel fates during the long years that followed.

Wei Heng himself had discovered the whereabouts of some of these individuals and personally delivered the killing blow, so he knew exactly where their bodies were buried. Now, digging up their remains and auctioning them as refinement materials was a severe blow and injury to Uncle Ming.

"That beast!" Chu Feng also gritted his teeth, wishing he could instantly kill Wei Heng. This person was undoubtedly acting intentionally to hurt the sentimental Uncle Ming.

"To be so sinister, he truly deserves to die." Even Maiden Xi was incensed.

After a long time, Uncle Ming finally calmed down, wiping away his tears. The posthumous humiliation of old friends who had once dominated alongside him brought back too many memories, leaving him deeply saddened.

After composing himself, Uncle Ming's voice was hoarse as he said, "This time, what you need will be found with the Xilin Race. Go to their place of fortune, break into the Sun-Eating realm, and let them provide you with what you require." At the same time, he stood up and added, "The Dream Dao Grand Event... Wei Heng... Let me think, I must find a way to kill that beast. If he were to become an Incarnation of the Heavens, I doubt few would be able to restrain him."

Uncle Ming's killing intent was aroused; he was devising a plan to eliminate Wei Heng.