High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 292 The Sea of ​​Learning Has No Bounds! The Mountain of Books Has a Path! The Fierce God Qin Feng's Name Shocks the Holy Academy!

"I can't ask for it!"

A genuine smile flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. He nodded slightly to the mysterious Taoist priest he had met once before in the Crimson Forbidden Land, and spoke with just the right amount of respect: "Master Sanruo, please."

"please."

Master Sanruo returned the gesture with a graceful bow, flicked his sleeves, and strode off to walk alongside Qin Feng, taking the initiative to assume the role of guide.

The two walked out of the magnificent hall containing the spatial teleportation array, one after the other, at a leisurely pace.

The moment you step out of the palace gate, an indescribable sense of vastness and solemnity washes over you.

In stark contrast to the iron-blooded and grim atmosphere of Thunder Cosmic City, the air here is filled with a profound sense of history, a devout pursuit of knowledge, and the boundless destiny of the human race.

Qin Feng's gaze was deeply drawn to the scene before him.

They were not standing on the solid ground of a planet, but on a vast divine continent suspended in the void of space.

The ground beneath their feet was paved with some strange bluish-black metal, forming a seamless whole, engraved with profound psionic patterns, as if the entire continent were an unimaginably vast treasure.

Looking up, one sees not the familiar stars and moon, but a magnificent sky constructed of countless bands of light and nebulae. A dazzling galaxy band that stretches across the entire field of vision, seemingly splitting the universe in two, hangs there quietly, releasing its eternal and ancient radiance.

Countless figures walked along the wide, plaza-like streets.

Qin Feng's "Primordial Singularity" Dao Foundation and pure black spiritual power endowed him with perception far exceeding that of his peers. He could clearly "see" that here, black hole-level cultivation was almost the "standard" for walking around. Those with auras as deep as the abyss, who occasionally attracted the attention and respect of those around them when they passed by, were none other than domain lord-level powerhouses.

In a short span of time, he sensed the auras of several fleeting yet powerful individuals, some even at the Marquis or King level, whose presence was so strong it made his heart tremble.

This is the absolute core of humanity in the battlefield of all races—the first half of the Cosmic Sea, the center of power, and the beacon of civilization—the headquarters of the Holy Academy.

"Fellow Daoist Qin Feng, since you are new here, let me give you a brief introduction to the structure of this place."

Master Sanruo's voice rang out at the right moment. He pointed to the most magnificent giant temple complex in the distant sky, which seemed to be forged from countless stars and exuded supreme majesty.

“That is the core of the Holy Academy, which we usually call the ‘Main Academy’.”

His tone carried a hint of awe: "It is not only the highest administrative center of the human race in all war zones of the Holy Sea, but also the highest military command headquarters."

All major military operations, resource allocations, and high-level meetings targeting all races are conducted within it.

Those who can reside here permanently are at least King-level powerhouses, with Emperor-level, Saint-level, and even legendary Universe Lords presiding over discussions and decisions regarding the future direction of our human race.

Qin Feng looked in the direction he pointed out. Even from a great distance, he could still feel the terrifying power contained in that group of temples, like a dormant cosmic beast that, once awakened, could shake the entire cosmic sea.

“And surrounding the main campus of the Holy Academy are five floating continents that are slightly smaller in size but equally magnificent. These are the ‘Five Great Academies’ of our human race.”

Master Sanruo then shifted his focus, pointing to the five directions surrounding the main courtyard, "These five courtyards can be understood as the highest-level military academies of our human race, and also the cradle of geniuses."

They will select the most talented and promising geniuses from countless cosmic nations, major war groups, and reclusive families within the Holy Academy Sea territory, and provide them with systematic and elite training.

Each institute has its own unique heritage and area of ​​expertise, and there is both cooperation and fierce competition among them.

Countless powerful figures who are now renowned throughout the world were once students of the five major academies.

Qin Feng nodded silently, having gained a clear understanding.

This is a pyramid-shaped structure, with the main Holy Academy at the top and the five academies serving as the core backbone connecting the top and the bottom.

"And what about further out?"

Qin Feng asked.

"Further outwards lies the vast area where we are now."

Master Sanruo smiled and pointed to the countless smaller floating continents and cosmic cities scattered around, also suspended in the Tianyuan star system belt. "This is the cornerstone of the Holy Academy headquarters, and also the home where the human race thrives in the cosmic sea."

Countless cosmic cities form a vast living and reserve area, where countless human beings live, study, and work.

The children among them would systematically attend various schools to receive their education. Upon reaching adulthood, the outstanding individuals would be selected to pursue advanced studies in the five major academies or directly join the various legions, contributing their strength to defend the human race's territory.

Qin Feng's gaze swept across the distance, where the cosmic cities were brightly lit, like man-made stars, full of vitality.

He roughly estimated in his mind that the number of human beings contained in this Tianyuan star system alone was probably equivalent to the total population of all the planets under the jurisdiction of several standard battle groups.

A thought suddenly arose in his mind, overturning his long-held beliefs.

"It seems……"

Qin Feng murmured to himself, his voice tinged with shock, "Within the territory of the Human Empire, the population is already so large that it is impossible to count."

And in this Holy Academy Sea phase, the total number of humans gathered at headquarters, plus those scattered across countless war zones, is probably not much different from that of the human empire's homeland.

This discovery deeply shocked him.

He had always believed that the battlefield of all races was a bloody front line far from the core of civilization, a meat grinder where a few elites fought against other races.

But now it seems that the Holy Sea is more like a "new world" or "second territory" for the human race, which has not yet been fully subdued but has taken deep root and is flourishing, rather than just a pure battlefield.

Humanity is not passively defending itself, but rather forging its own living space and future in this perilous cosmic sea with an incomparably powerful stance.

"exactly."

Master Sanruo seemed to see through Qin Feng's thoughts, and stroked his beard with a smile, "The universe is far beyond imagination. The reason why our human race can stand among all races is because of this tenacious vitality that never stops and keeps expanding."

Alright, that's enough with the theory. Now I'll take you to see the true wonders of the Holy Academy headquarters.

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Sanruo led Qin Feng and flew in a specific direction.

At the Holy Academy headquarters, space was modified by powerful beings, and ordinary space travel was prohibited, but the flight speed of the strong was still astonishing.

A moment later, a strange forest radiating a seven-colored glow appeared at the edge of their vision.

Even before they got close, a refreshing fragrance and a peaceful Daoist aura wafted over, bringing a sense of calm and tranquility to Qin Feng's heart, which had been tempered and hardened by countless trials.

His pure black spiritual energy involuntarily became active, as if resonating with some higher level of intelligent life.

They landed on a giant Bodhi leaf, which itself was like a small island.

Looking out, the entire forest is made up of towering trees. The branches of these trees are an ancient white-gold color, while the leaves are a blend of seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, radiating a hazy glow and auspicious energy.

Each Bodhi tree exudes a profound and magnificent life force, as if it were not a plant, but a wise man in deep slumber.

"This is the 'Seven-Colored Bodhi Forest'."

Master Sanruo's tone was full of longing and respect: "Every seven-colored Bodhi tree here has grown for at least billions of years, and some have even lived for much longer."

"Look at those tallest ones. They've been bathed in the aura of the sacred academy year-round, constantly cultivating themselves. Their cultivation level alone has reached the rank of Marquis or King; they are beings possessing great wisdom."

Qin Feng's heart stirred. He could sense that the life forms of these ancient trees were different from any life forms he knew. They seemed to be closely connected to some fundamental law of this universe.

"They have a symbiotic contractual relationship with our human race."

Master Sanruo continued to explain, "In the distant past, they were treasures coveted by all races, and often faced the danger of being forcibly harvested and refined."

It was the intervention of a great being of our human race that rescued them from their peril and created this pure land for them, protecting them from harm by all other races with the fortune of the entire human race.

In return, they are willing to provide enlightenment to the human race.

Any powerful individual who has rendered great service to the clan has the opportunity to enter this place to comprehend the Dao. Under the influence of its Daoist aura, their thinking speed and comprehension abilities will be greatly enhanced.

"Occasionally, one of the elders among them will bestow one or two 'seven-colored Bodhi tree seeds,' which are the condensation of their life essence and are extremely precious."

Over the years, to my knowledge, according to clear records, they have only donated a dozen or so tree seeds in total.

Those who possess this item today are all pillars of the human race, and their numbers are few and far between.

At this point, Master Sanruo glanced at Qin Feng with a meaningful look, his eyes filled with undisguised envy.

He personally witnessed in the footage left behind in the Crimson Forbidden Land that Qin Feng, by chance, obtained a seven-colored Bodhi tree seed in the Sea of ​​Blood Origin.

That's equivalent to carrying around a supreme treasure that can continuously grow and permanently enhance one's comprehension; its value cannot be measured by contribution points.

Qin Feng understood immediately. He subconsciously sensed the tree seed that was quietly floating in his subspace storage unit, emitting a faint seven-colored light, and a question arose in his mind: "Master, the tree seed I obtained... will the Bodhi Tree clan here take it away?"

"That won't happen."

Master Sanruo chuckled upon hearing this and shook his head, "Fellow Daoist Qin Feng is overthinking it."

The Seven-Colored Bodhi family places the greatest emphasis on cause and effect and the law of karma.

Obtaining the tree seed is your good fortune, proof that you are connected with their kind.

They won't take them away; on the contrary, they'll feel a natural affinity for you because of it.

This is also a great thing for our human race.

"I see."

Qin Feng was finally relieved and felt even more respect for these ancient creatures full of wisdom.

The two did not linger for long. After experiencing the peaceful and serene atmosphere of the Bodhi Forest, they continued on their way.

The next destination was a magnificent place that even Qin Feng found breathtaking.

They arrived at a vast plain suspended beneath the starry sky, but this plain was not made of rock or soil, but of countless stone tablets of varying sizes and shapes.

These stone tablets are densely packed, stretching to the horizon. Their number is countless, numbering in the hundreds of millions, as numerous as grains of sand on the Ganges and hairs on a cow, making them impossible to count.

Each stone tablet exudes a unique aura and Daoist charm. Some are as sharp as swords, their sword intent soaring to the heavens; some are as heavy as mountains, as if bearing the weight of an entire star field; some are unpredictable, drawing people into endless illusions; and some are filled with the profound mysteries of creation and destruction...

Countless human beings sat cross-legged before the various stone tablets, some with their eyes closed in deep thought, others practicing secret techniques. Each person was immersed in their own world. Although the entire forest of tablets was crowded with people, it was unusually quiet, with only their wills silently communicating and colliding.

"This place is the 'Enlightenment Stele Forest'."

Master Sanruo's voice was deep and powerful, filled with pride: "This place can be said to be the essence of the Holy Academy headquarters, a treasure trove of our human civilization."

Among them are not only the secret techniques passed down through generations of our human race's countless ancestors and powerful figures, but also the precious secret techniques that our race's powerful figures have plundered from all races over countless years after slaying alien geniuses and destroying hostile civilizations.

The lineages here are countless and diverse, encompassing almost every known cultivation field in the universe, from combat and warfare, weapon crafting and alchemy, to formations and restrictions, and puppet creation—they have it all.

Qin Feng's gaze swept across the boundless forest of steles, and he was deeply moved by something he had never experienced before.

If the Seven-Colored Bodhi Forest represents "enlightenment," then this place represents "Dharma."

This is an ocean of knowledge and a wellspring of power.

What he needed most on his path to pushing his limits? A vast amount of knowledge!
He wanted to gather the strengths of all schools of thought, extract the essence of all methods, discard the dross, and make them his own, all for the purpose of tempering his body and soul and breaking through his limits.

To him, this forest of steles before him was nothing less than a vast treasure trove with its doors wide open.

He could even imagine that he could glean the secrets of physical body tempering from a weapon-refining manual, and deduce the methods of strengthening the soul structure from the principles of an array.

All things eventually converge into one, and in the end, they will all become the resources for him to push his "limits".

"With your current level of access, you can come here to meditate at any time. Let's go to the next place."

Seeing the burning gaze in Qin Feng's eyes, Master Sanruo smiled and said...

They set off again, and soon, a colossal golden tower that reached the heavens appeared before them.

The tower's design was almost identical to the Blood God Tower that Qin Feng had seen in the Crimson Forbidden Land. It also had ninety-nine floors, and ancient and majestic golden runes flowed across its surface, as if telling the glorious epic of humanity's rise from humble beginnings and its conquest of the world.

An aura of dominance, majesty, and unyielding will emanates from the tower, inspiring awe in anyone who looks up at it.

"This tower is called the 'Imperial Tower'."

Master Sanruo explained, "Its structure is exactly the same as the Blood God Tower, and it is also a trial tower used to test one's own combat strength. However, it does not have the supernatural function of stopping the flow of time like the Blood God Tower. The opponents on each floor of the tower are simulated by the Holy Academy's great masters based on the data of countless geniuses in history, making it extremely challenging."

"With your current strength, having stepped into the forbidden realm of gods and even further advanced, you should have a very high chance of leaving your mark on the ninety-ninth floor. If you succeed, you will receive an extremely generous reward."

Master Sanruo's tone became solemn, "However, this tower is extremely difficult. Since its construction, countless talented individuals have come to challenge it, but to this day, the one who has left the highest name has only reached the ninety-eighth floor, and no one has ever truly reached the top."

Qin Feng's gaze was instantly drawn to the Imperial Tower, and the blood in his body seemed to begin to flow faster.

His experience at the Blood God Tower remained vivid in his memory; it was the key place where he stepped into the forbidden realm and completed his ultimate transformation.

Although he eventually reached the top of the main monument, he only made it to the ninety-fourth floor.

Now that he has forged the "Primordial Singularity," his strength is more than a hundred times greater than before. He needs a precise coordinate to measure what level he has reached in the field of "Divine Forbidden" techniques.

Who knows when we'll see the Blood God Tower again? This Imperial Tower before us is undoubtedly the best alternative.

Once the thought of conquering the insurmountable ninety-ninth floor took root in his heart, a strong fighting spirit arose spontaneously.

"The reward for passing the Emperor's Tower, in addition to tangible resources and treasures, is an unparalleled honor, enough to make your name resound throughout the entire human realm."

Master Sanruo added.

Qin Feng nodded heavily, keeping the matter in mind.

The two did not linger in front of the Imperial Tower and continued their journey.

Finally, Master Sanruo led Qin Feng to a wondrous sight that he would never forget.

It was a majestic "mountain" that defied description, silently suspended among the stars, its size stretching for hundreds of light-years.

What makes up this "mountain" is not rock, but jade slips that exude a warm luster. Each jade slip represents a piece of knowledge, and countless jade slips piled together form this vast "mountain of books".

Beneath the mountain of books lies a boundless "ocean," which is not ordinary water but rather a kind of "divine water" containing pure spiritual energy, presenting a dreamlike azure blue color.

On the sea, countless jade slips also drifted with the waves, rising and falling, shimmering with the light of wisdom.

The whole scene was elegant, profound, and captivating, filled with the weight of knowledge and beauty.

"This is the last wonder of my Holy Academy—'The Mountain of Books and the Sea of ​​Learning'."

Master Sanruo's voice carried a hint of piety: "If the Enlightenment Stele Forest is a collection of 'techniques,' then this place is the source of 'principle.'"

"Among the vast sea of ​​books and knowledge, there are countless books and knowledge covering all disciplines and fields since the beginning of human civilization."

From the ecological evolution of a single planet to the preliminary deduction of the laws of the universe, from basic psionics and materials science to profound theories of spacetime and the structure of the soul, everything can be found here.

They are the 'foundational knowledge' of all secret arts and all traditions.

"The purpose of this place is to teach everyone a lesson."

Master Sanruo said solemnly, "A tall building rises from the ground. No matter how high your talent or how strong your realm, when you want to venture into a new field, you must start by learning the most basic knowledge."

Even if you are now a powerful expert in the Divine Forbidden Realm, if you want to switch to swordsmanship, you must start by learning the basic theory of first-level swordsmanship, including chopping, slashing, thrusting, and stabbing.

Of course, with your comprehension, this process will be very quick, but it absolutely cannot be skipped.

"clear."

Qin Feng responded respectfully.

He understood the importance of the basics better than anyone else.

His past "Heaven rewards diligence" system turned everything into proficiency, starting from the most basic movements, taking one step at a time, which led to his achievements today.

Now that he wants to take the path of "extremes," he needs an incredibly solid and broad foundation.

For him, the vast sea of ​​books and knowledge was even more important than the Forest of Enlightenment Steles.

……

Under the guidance of the Three Weak Masters, Qin Feng, with an almost pilgrimage-like mentality, began to appreciate the grandeur and profoundness of the Human Race Holy Academy headquarters.

This vast continent, suspended in the core of the cosmic sea, is itself an unimaginable treasure. Every inch of its land is permeated with an extremely rich cosmic primordial spiritual energy. Ordinary beings find that breathing here is better than cultivating for years in the outside world.

Their steps did not linger before the dazzling array of resource exchange halls, secret technique inheritance pavilions, or treasure forging workshops.

For Qin Feng now, these external things that would drive even ordinary domain lords crazy have lost their decisive significance.

His path is to seek within himself, to hone his skills to the limit, rather than relying on the sharpness of external things.

"Alright, Fellow Daoist Qin Feng, I've pretty much finished introducing you to the core area of ​​the Holy Academy headquarters." Master Sanruo stopped, a gentle smile on his face. "The Holy Academy is the foundation of the human race in the battlefield of ten thousand races. Besides these holy sites that assist in cultivation, its main function is to cultivate the new generation of our race and continuously supply fresh blood to the race."

He glanced at a magnificent main hall in the distance, from which powerful auras occasionally soared into the sky, and continued, "Next, I need to go to the main courtyard of the Holy Academy to report some matters, so it will be inconvenient for me to accompany you any longer."

Fellow Daoist Qin, please explore on your own. You only need to have your own subspace terminal to directly enter most places, after all…”

Master Sanruo's smile held a deeper meaning. "Your current authority is very, very high."

Qin Feng understood that this "high" level of authority was a recognition of his potential by the human race's higher-ups, and also an investment in his future path.

He solemnly clasped his hands and bowed to Master Sanruo, saying, "Thank you for guiding me, Master."

"Fellow Daoist, you are too kind. We are both of the human race and should help each other."

Master Sanruo accepted the greeting calmly, then his figure flashed and transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the horizon.

The two parted ways.

Qin Feng strolled alone through this sacred martial arts land of the human race.

Instead of rushing to any of the core holy sites, he chose to wander the surrounding streets like an ordinary practitioner.

The interior of the Holy Academy headquarters is more like a fully functional and well-ordered metropolitan area.

Here are branches of various chambers of commerce, with all kinds of rare treasures and divine weapons; there are densely packed residential areas, and each cave dwelling is equipped with a powerful spirit-gathering array.
Countless martial arts schools and dojos stand in abundance, and occasionally, powerful figures at the King level will spontaneously open altars to preach and explain the mysteries of cultivation. Each time, they attract thousands of beings to listen. All of this is free for martial artists with the status of the Holy Academy.

The intense atmosphere of spiritual practice permeated almost every corner of the air.

Everyone here, regardless of their level of attainment, is striving to become stronger.

This pure and positive atmosphere made Qin Feng feel extremely comfortable.

He even felt that the cultivation environment here was superior to that of the core of the human territory, the sacred Terra.

The reason is simple: the territory within the human race is too peaceful.

While long-term peace and prosperity are a sign of a strong ethnic group, they can also be like lukewarm water, eroding the spirit and drive of the new generation of outstanding individuals.

The tribe was so comfortable that even the higher-ups had to tacitly accept it, or even secretly "raise" some followers of the Chaos God Cult as "sharpening stones" like death row inmates, just to create a relatively safe training ground for those born with a silver spoon in their mouths.

But on the battlefield of all races, at the headquarters of the Holy Academy, everything is completely different.

This is the forefront of humanity's fight against the raging waves of the entire cosmic ocean. Every warrior who leaves here will face the most brutal life-or-death struggle.

As Qin Feng walked, his mind became increasingly clear and resolute in this atmosphere.

After communicating with the Devouring King, he had a clear understanding of the path he wanted to take.

"The Road to the Limits..."

He murmured to himself, his dark pupils reflecting the undying glory of the Holy Academy headquarters.

This path is unprecedented, and there may be no one to follow it in the future.

It rejects all external things, does not rely on divine weapons, does not rely on secret treasures, and even killing techniques and secret arts are only used as "tools" to temper itself, rather than the ultimate "purpose".

The core of this path is to treat one's own body and soul as a rough piece of jade, the prototype of a divine weapon, using all knowledge as a carving knife and endless tempering as a raging fire, refining and constantly exploring, breaking through, and surpassing one's own limits.

"First, I need to use my knowledge of formations, weapon crafting, and potions to comprehensively enhance the microscopic strength and macroscopic resilience of my physical and mental power."

Qin Feng's thinking was incredibly clear: "Then, I will integrate the knowledge from these three major systems and combine them into a fundamental secret technique that belongs only to me, used to hone my own skills."

“Each of these three disciplines, taken individually, is enough to make a powerful person spend ten thousand years studying it, and even then, they might not be able to master it.”

Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh.

The crafting of artifacts involves countless branches such as materials science, psionic science, runic literature, and structural mechanics, and is profound and complex.
Formations, on the other hand, arrange and combine the fundamental laws of the universe, so that a change in one part affects the whole, requiring extremely high computational power and spatial imagination.

Pharmacy is a perfect combination of life science and psionic science; a slight error could result in the creation of deadly poisons.

To be proficient in three disciplines at the same time and to integrate them into one to create an unprecedented secret technique is an incredibly difficult task.

But his path has already been decided.

No matter how difficult it is, we must rise to the challenge.

Because he possesses the supreme foundation of the Primordial Singularity, which is unique throughout the ages, and has "pure black quality" spiritual power, he has the capital to challenge this impossible path.

Qin Feng stopped in his tracks, his gaze finally settling on the majestic mountain range formed by knowledge—the mountain of books and the sea of ​​learning.

"Let's start with weapon crafting."

He made a decision.

His philosophy is to regard his own body and soul as a living, infinitely growing supreme treasure.

Therefore, learning the art of weapon crafting—how to "create" secret treasures—is undoubtedly the best starting point.

He wanted to use special weapon-refining techniques to temper every cell, every bone and tendon, and every strand of his soul essence, so as to continuously improve the essential strength of his physical body and soul.

Moreover, he has a unique advantage.

In his inherited memories, the [Guluo Hammer] secret technique originating from the Ancient Luo King was itself an extremely profound weapon-refining method.

With this ready-made inheritance, already imprinted deep in his soul, as a starting point, his learning of weapon crafting will surely be twice as effective with half the effort.

With his goal set, Qin Feng no longer hesitated, and strode straight toward the sea of ​​books and learning.

The entrance to the mountain of books and the sea of ​​learning is a towering white jade archway, on which the four characters "The Sea of ​​Learning Has No Bounds" are engraved in divine script. The powerful strokes contain a majestic Taoist charm that admonishes future generations to humbly seek knowledge.

Beneath the archway, several warriors clad in standard golden armor stood guard.

Their aura was as deep as the sea, their gaze as sharp as an eagle, and the emblem of the Holy Court Guard was branded on their chest armor.

Each and every one of them is a genuine Domain Lord-level powerhouse.

Only the Holy Academy of the Human Race would go to such lengths as having a Domain Lord guard the entrance to a library.

At this moment, a long line of martial artists was waiting to enter in front of the archway.

These martial artists were dressed in different outfits, but without exception, they all possessed extremely powerful auras, with even the weakest being a top-tier Black Hole level expert.

Qin Feng's arrival did not cause much of a stir among the crowd.

His cultivation has long since returned to its original state. The Primal Singularity has perfectly contained all his aura within his body. As long as he does not use his strength, he is just an ordinary mortal. Even if a Marquis-level expert stands in front of him, he will not be able to see through him in the slightest.

He stood quietly at the end of the line, observing the process ahead.

One by one, the martial artists walked to a huge machine under the archway and extended their subspace terminals toward the scanning port.

The machine will perform permission verification and deduct the corresponding contribution value.

"Zhou Yiruo, Level A access. To enter the Sea of ​​Books, the required contribution points are 11,000 per Imperial day."

"Li Mu, A+ level privileges. Required contribution points: 8,000 per imperial day."

"Feng Ping, S-level privilege. Required contribution points: 1,000 per imperial day."

A cold, mechanical synthesized voice broadcasts everyone's information without any emotion.

Whenever a person with high authority appears, a low murmur of discussion rises within the group.

Especially when that S-level martial artist appeared, almost everyone's eyes were focused on him, filled with amazement and envy.

"S-level privileges! It's actually an S-level prodigy!"

"Wow, only 1,000 contribution points a day? That's amazing!"

"That's Feng Ping, a ruthless guy who was in the top 100 of the previous Hidden Dragon List. It's said that he's already halfway into the Divine Forbidden Realm, so it's only natural that he has S-level privileges."

"I'm so envious. With our A-level privileges, we need tens of thousands of contribution points a day. Don't be fooled by the seemingly low price per unit. At our level, a single seclusion can easily last for a thousand or even ten thousand years. That adds up to a massive amount of contribution points that would make even a domain lord feel the pinch."

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Qin Feng understood.

This access level is directly linked to the cost of entering the Holy Land. The higher the level, the greater the discount, which is itself a preferential resource allocation for geniuses.

While quietly waiting in line, he also diverted a portion of his attention to his subspace terminal, where he began to process the mountain of spoils.

From the Twin Rivers to the Road to the End, and then to the Crimson Forbidden Land, he slaughtered his way through countless geniuses of various races, extreme black holes, and even domain lords.

Their storage equipment all fell into Qin Feng's hands.

At this moment, Qin Feng processed these spoils of war in bulk through the official trading channels of the Empire.

Treasures capable of causing bloodshed in the outside world, precious spaceships, rare gene potions, and massive amounts of cosmic crystals... he listed everything on the trading house without a second thought, exchanging it for pure contribution points.

On his personal terminal interface, the contribution value began to skyrocket at a dazzling speed.

Billions... tens of billions... hundreds of billions...

Soon, after he had dealt with all the assets of the five alien domain lords, along with their priceless domain lord-level treasures, his total contribution points finally settled on a terrifying number—23B.

1B represents one billion.

In other words, his current contribution value is a full 230 billion.

This wealth is enough to buy half of the universe.

Having done all this, Qin Feng's mind returned to reality, his face remaining as calm as still water. To him, money and resources were merely foundation stones for paving the way, not capital to be proud of.

Then it was finally his turn.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Qin Feng calmly walked to the huge verification machine and extended his subspace terminal.

A soft light shone from the machine, enveloping his terminal.

After a brief silence, the cold, emotionless, mechanical synthesized voice resounded throughout the entire entrance plaza.

"Identity verification... beep."

"Qin Feng. Access Level: SSS."

"Entering the Sea of ​​Books and Learning requires 0 contribution points per Imperial day."

These words seemed to put the whole world on pause.

The previously noisy discussions, exclamations, and envious voices came to an abrupt halt in that instant.

A deathly silence fell over the square. The hundreds of prodigies in line seemed frozen in place, their faces filled with disbelief, their mouths slightly open, yet unable to utter a sound.

Even the Holy Academy Imperial Guards, who had been expressionless and composed as mountains, suddenly turned their heads. Beneath their golden helmets, two pairs of eyes, filled with extreme shock and horror, were fixed on Qin Feng.

The silence lasted only a second.

The next moment, it was as if a nuclear bomb had been dropped on a calm lake, and the entire square was instantly detonated!
"Zero...zero contribution points for a day?!"

"Did I hear that right? Access level... SSS?! Above S, there's SSS?!"

"Qin Feng... that name sounds so familiar... I remember now! It's the Fiend God! The number one on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, the one who defeated five Domain Lords with a Black Hole-level attack... the Fiend God Qin Feng!"

"Oh my god! It's him!"

"A living legend! I actually met a living legend!"

"SSS-level authority! This must be the highest level of authority for the human race! I've heard that even the most outstanding geniuses in the Divine Forbidden Domain are only at the SS level!"

The murmurs, gasps, and exclamations rose like a tsunami, one wave higher than the next.

Countless gazes converged on the tall, calm-faced, black-haired youth, filled with awe, admiration, and even fanaticism.

The name "Fierce God" has already spread throughout the world with the updates to the Hidden Dragon List.

With his black hole-level body, he instantly killed five genuine domain lord-level powerhouses head-on. Such a glorious and almost mythical achievement has long made him the only idol and the goal to be pursued by countless new generations of humans.

Faced with a scene that would excite and excite any young person, Qin Feng's expression remained unchanged.

His character had long been tempered and refined through countless life-and-death trials, becoming as hard as divine iron and as unyielding as diamond.

Praise or criticism from the outside world can no longer stir the slightest ripple in his heart.

He nodded slightly to the few Imperial Guards who were clearly watching him intently, as a greeting, and then, surrounded by countless gazes, stepped into the white jade archway and went straight into the interior of the Sea of ​​Books and Learning.

The uproar in the square only subsided after his figure completely disappeared through the portal, but the shock on everyone's faces lingered for a long time.

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Passing through the light gate, space transforms.

When Qin Feng finally set foot on solid ground again, he was completely stunned by the scene before him.

Getting up close to a mountain of books and learning is a completely different experience from gazing at it from afar.

If viewing it from afar is awe-inspiring because of its magnificent "form", then being there in person is overwhelming because of its vast "spirit".

He stood in a boundless void, with a slowly flowing river of knowledge composed of countless golden characters beneath his feet.

Looking up, one sees towering mountain ranges made up of piles of jade slips and ancient scrolls, reaching into the clouds and stretching as far as the eye can see.

Further away lies a dazzling sea of ​​stars composed of countless glowing characters and runes, each "star" representing a complete discipline or tradition.

Here, knowledge is no longer an abstract concept, but a tangible and real existence with a concrete form.

For the first time, Qin Feng had such a profound and concrete understanding of the phrase "ocean of knowledge".

He felt a sense of insignificance.

A sense of insignificance that arises from the depths of one's soul when an individual life faces the crystallization of the wisdom of an entire civilization.

Since he advanced to the planetary level and leaped in his life level, he has no longer felt his own insignificance amidst ordinary mountains and oceans.

He can break a mountain with one punch and boil the sea with one palm.

But now, in this boundless temple of knowledge, he felt his insignificance once again, and even more profoundly.

But this did not discourage him; instead, it aroused his even stronger thirst for knowledge and desire to conquer.

Qin Feng composed himself and looked around.

He discovered that in this vast space, many creatures were sitting cross-legged in various corners. Some sat at the foot of the "mountain", some were suspended above the "sea", and some stood quietly among the "stars".

Before them, without exception, floated one or more jade slips radiating light. They were completely absorbed in absorbing knowledge, oblivious to the outside world.

Qin Feng followed suit, finding a secluded corner where he sat down cross-legged.

With a thought, a soft light screen automatically unfolded in front of him.

This is the indexing system for the vast sea of ​​books and knowledge.

On the screen were categories so complex they were mind-boggling.

[Basic Disciplines: Mathematics, Psionics, Psychic Studies, Psionic Spiritual Convergence Theory, Higher Dimensional Space Science, Convergence Force Field Science, Convergence Runeology...]

[Applied Disciplines: Pharmacy, Array Formation, Weapon Forging, Killing Techniques, Nurturing Techniques, Refining Techniques, Amplification Secrets...]

[Elemental Sciences: Fire, Water, Metal, Wind, Thunder, Spacetime...]

[Materials Science: A Complete Guide to Cosmic Alloy Materials, An Atlas of Rare and Exotic Plants, A Handbook for Utilizing the Remains of Colossal Creatures...]

[Civilization History: Chronicles of Humanity, Illustrated Guide to All Races, Secrets of the Cosmic Sea...]

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(End of this chapter)