Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 473 He is cultivating
"Is this cultivation?"

The people in the distance were stunned.

Fortuna's clone, mingling in the crowd watching the battle, blurted out, "Huh? Cultivating? Cultivating ninth-tier power?"

"Do not."

Sakya's next words left everyone speechless.

"He is not cultivating the ninth level. He is still cultivating the seventh level, laying the foundation of the most primitive laws."

The scene fell silent; for a moment, no one uttered a sound.

Only now are people realizing the level of God.

Putting aside his external divine status, he himself is ridiculously weak.

He severed his previous realm and rebuilt the gem system. He has just broken through to the sixth level and is currently cultivating the seventh level gem system!

The old seventh-order Shackled Realm, the shackles of cultivation.

A new seventh-tier gem realm, cultivating gem patterns.

All seventh-tier cultivators are essentially the same, cultivating only a trace of the laws' patterns.
Galina clicked her tongue in amazement, "I had completely forgotten that he was a seventh-tier cultivator."

The situation is currently at a stalemate.

Everyone felt the fear of death looming over them.

But God, with his nonchalant demeanor, still has the leisure to cultivate his utterly pathetic physical form.
They were just frantic with worry.

It's like the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is!
He, a seventh-tier expert, was cut off from supplies and attacked by a ninth-tier supreme expert with unlimited mana, yet he remained so calm.

"Cough cough cough."

Mosia said, "To be fair, the seventh rank involves cultivating through a series of laws and shackles. Under the cover of the opponent's countless divine powers, his cultivation in this environment is truly fast!"

Everyone: "."

How could it not be fast?

The opponent's universal divine artifact allowed him to unleash hundreds or thousands of units of law power with every gesture.
These seven-colored laws hitting you are like being fed on the spot!

Previously, comprehending divine objects allowed one to cultivate corresponding series of rare and exotic law shackles.

But how many divine objects are there?

How many of the cultivation shackles can one refer to and actually cultivate?
We can't just wait for more divine artifacts to appear and then refer to each one to cultivate the corresponding shackles, can we?
This explains why Liu Junkong, despite possessing extraordinary wisdom, still cultivates very slowly.

We've consulted all the divine objects; there are no corresponding references for the other laws!

The only way is to honestly and diligently experience nature, learn from the constraints imposed by others, and perceive the subtle laws of the universe.
But now the problem is solved immediately.

For ninth-tier powerhouses, the appearance of a new [Universal Divine Item] means they can refer to it again!

It was like a timely rain, allowing Liu Jun, who pursued a perfect foundation, to skip the long period of accumulation and rise to the top in one step.

boom!
Boom boom!

In the distance, on the battlefield, attacks erupted one after another.

Under the glow of countless beautiful cosmic rays, like rainbows, God was repeatedly filled with harm and beaten to death!

I dare not hold back.

If his attack is not fast enough or fierce enough, God has the opportunity to infuse his wisdom into his attack and turn it against Him.

and so.

His attacks had to be launched before his opponent could react.

Fortunately, he was surprised by the power of the magic network, which could replenish his mana time and time again, allowing him to recklessly and fiercely attack the pile.

"boom!"

"God has broken through again."

Everyone sensed that with each resurrection, God, through the power of evolution and His wisdom, adapted to and comprehended this violent, mixed law attack.
This torrential downpour of attacks unexpectedly turned into a barrage of opportunities.

As the creator of the Shackled Realm, Mosia's understanding of the seventh-order shackles was extremely profound, and his insight was sharp. "God already has four thousand shackles and it's still skyrocketing, five thousand four hundred! Five thousand seven hundred!"

Saga, the silent nerd, nervously fiddled with the Rubik's Cube, thinking to himself that Mosiah was completely oblivious to the situation, still shouting and yelling now.

Saga hesitated, "Whether it's me or other powerful beings from the mother civilization, when we were laying our foundation at the seventh level, we only used a little over five thousand strands of law before forcibly breaking through."

"It's not perfect, but there's really nothing we can do about it."

"And now God is clearly an obsessive-compulsive; does he have to push things to the limit?"

"I just don't know what the upper limit of the law of limits is."

Saga's eyes shone brightly, as if he were waiting to witness the moment of history.

Only such an outrageous "adventure" can give us the opportunity to truly explore the theoretical extreme values, right?

Just as everyone was watching silently, Xiu Ye's expression changed slightly; he was so angry he laughed, looking at the figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the storm.

"Doesn't he have a brain? I've already cut off his internet, and he's still doing all this nonsense?"

This was the first time I'd ever met such an arrogant guy; it was really infuriating.

This god called God, upon his appearance, cut off his own feet, nearly causing himself to kneel and make a huge fool of himself.

Then, he wanted to come back and show off his brilliant plan to disconnect from the internet, and see the other person's desperate and broken expression.

But the other party completely ignored him, replying: "Hmm, then our combat strength is even." Then he continued to cultivate his realm on the spot.

He became increasingly frustrated the more he thought about it!

All of the other party's actions conveyed one message: they didn't take him seriously.

However, after his initial anger subsided, a question arose in his mind.

"God is the so-called law-based mechanism of life; we can treat him as a kind of rule-based celestial phenomenon."

"How can I break this deadlock? What can I do about him now?"

"If we continue this attack, wouldn't that just allow him to continue consuming my precious, top-secret experience that I've painstakingly cultivated? Wouldn't that be giving this guy away for nothing?"

"My divine vortex contains 9,993 strands of law, reaching the theoretical limit of the universe. Isn't that just letting him off easy?"

This is an attempt to dig up his past and seize his hard-earned wealth!

Yes.

For the strong, knowledge is wealth.

Many of the subtle laws of the universe are extremely obscure, difficult to perceive, capture, and cultivate.

Even individual laws—he painstakingly traveled through various star systems to observe rare cosmic phenomena and painstakingly comprehended laws that he had only grasped after tens of thousands of years.

Xiu's expression suddenly calmed down. "So that's how it is. This is also a battle? He appears completely still, but in reality, he's plundering my knowledge?"

I don't know what they want to do.

Without supplies, what's the point of doing this pointless thing and then just waiting to be worn down?

But instinctively, he wanted to prevent the enemy from succeeding. "But how can I continue fighting him without using ranged energy attacks?" Caught in a dilemma, Xiu took a deep breath: "Let's change our approach, melee combat."

next moment.

He suddenly withdrew the earth-shattering energy fluctuations emanating from his body.

He became as introverted as a stone, a sign that he had absorbed all the divine power of the laws into his body.

"Whoosh!"

Xiu took out a seven-foot-long silver staff, took a few steps, and appeared beside God as if by teleportation, striking God hard.

Bang!
God exploded.

"The virus has exploded."

The next moment, Xiu suddenly turned and ran away as if he had seen a geisha covered in diseases, dropping his long stick and even peeling off a layer of skin.

Wow~~
When God returned from the dead, he found a long staff floating silently in mid-air, and a shed white human skin slowly drifting down from the sky.

God glanced at the decaying things in the distance, his expression full of inquiry.

This guy hit him with a stick, then dropped his weapon and ran away.

Extremely cautious.
Normal people wash their hands after touching dirty things because they are afraid of getting infected.
He poked it with a stick, dropped it, and ran away, peeling off another layer of skin, afraid of accidentally getting even a trace of the virus.

Too cautious.

"Not bad, it works!"

Xiu smiled, shook his body, and checked that he was no longer poisoned before letting out a sigh of relief.

His safety is highly questionable, as his name has not been erased.

He looked at God with the same wary gaze he would give the bio-matrix, and said, "Continue."

Thinking of this, Xiu took out another weapon, instantly moved behind God, and suddenly struck him with a club, leaving him with a layer of skin, before running away!
Everyone was stunned by this comical scene, wanting to laugh but daring not to.

"Is there such a tactic?"

"Yes, the other party's logic is very clear. He doesn't believe in any gods at all. He treats these gods as different viral entities with different characteristics, and then tries various methods to prevent viral invasion."

Everyone knows why the other person did this.

Do you think he was willing to be forced to this extent, being the strongest being in the twelve trial universes?

Another example is Mingtu Mountain.

If the god of merchants robbed him of his home, do you think he wouldn't be furious?

These twelve trial experts are all incredibly powerful, gatekeepers who inspire despair in countless people, even making them hesitant to fight.

The more you understand God, the more irrational He seems!
God
Only by facing him in person can one feel that invisible, terrifying sense of oppression!

Fortuna summed up the situation in one sentence:

"Don't you think this situation is like someone fighting a boss who's about to transform and unleash a powerful attack?"

"We can only watch helplessly as the other party grows stronger and try to find a way to interrupt them, otherwise we will all die."

Looking at Fortuna, the goddess of fate, so unreliable, everyone suddenly felt that she could be put at the same table as Mosia.

Both of them are gossipy.

Moses' eyes lit up, and he came over to strike up a conversation, "This beautiful goddess..."

"roll!"

Fortuna gave him a cold look, "Be careful, or I might arrange your fate so that all the beautiful women you find in the future are transgender men who do rope bondage."

Mosiah shrank back, thinking to himself that these gods were indeed completely unreasonable.

Even as they were talking, the method of fighting the pile driver had already changed.

The decaying creature began to molt frantically, dropping its weapons.

Boom boom boom!
After each attack, it would turn tail and run.

In the blink of an eye, the debris piled up like a mountain, making everyone envious.

The ground was littered with shed human skins.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The more Xiu fought, the braver he became, his eyes shooting out a blazing light.

"Weapons? I have plenty. My wealth is inexhaustible."

"I can afford to lose even a piece of my skin; my magic network replenishes enough for me to heal these minor injuries!"

Pure power, pure strength.

It doesn't matter what strange mechanisms the other party has.

But just then, God, whom he had been circling around, finally opened his eyes slightly and said coldly:

"Have you had enough, stripper?"

These words instantly enraged Xiu, who was engaged in a fierce battle: "What are you saying?"

But he only now belatedly realized that the sight of him holding a weapon and taking off his clothes was indeed not very aesthetically pleasing.

"Interrupting someone else's cultivation process is not polite."

God suddenly spoke up, "Since you won't let me continue cultivating, then I'll take it myself."

Xiu sneered, "Come and get it yourself? Can you even touch a hair on my head?"

However, before Xiu could finish speaking, the rules of heaven and earth suddenly changed in the next second.

As soon as they were killed, all the powerful figures present felt an invisible force pressing down on them.

Suddenly, Xiu found himself unable to move.

His amazing speed, which he was so proud of, had vanished.

God stepped forward and gently placed his hand on his shoulder.

"When?" Xiu felt a cold sweat break out instantly. The moment he was touched, he wanted to frantically peel off his skin and get away from this monster.

But he found himself completely unable to move, and he couldn't help but shout in his heart, "Move! Why can't I move at all!"

A hand gently rested on his body.

theft.

In an instant, God activated the Perfect Thief God form, with low, medium, high, and ultimate four types of thieving divine power, making him a weakened but complete thieving god.

boom!
Xiu felt as if he had become a reservoir, with the sluice gates opened and water being released. His various information and knowledge began to be extracted piece by piece, surging towards the other party like a tide.

"Do not--"

As if struck by the Northern Darkness Divine Art, the person couldn't help but struggle violently in fear, like a drowned rat that had fallen into boiling water.

(End of this chapter)