Body command feeding world

The Barrier of Hope, a thick alloy wall that pierces the sky, isolates the outside world from the sea of ​​evil and mountains of corpses, becoming the only place for the remaining living beings in this broken world.

Returning from the desperate battle at the stadium, all rescuers and ordinary survivors, except for the five members of the Falcon Squad, perished. Grief and death enveloped the entire fortress, and even the sunlight seemed dim.

Wu Wei led Wang Ziqi and the others back to their temporary residence for two days of quiet rest and recuperation.

With the self-healing power of his bone essence combined with the nourishing warmth of the Yang Flame, the hideous wounds on his body had long since scabbed over and fallen off. His three elemental energies, nourished by the Rejuvenation Pill, had returned to full strength. However, he still needed a moment to recover from the overwhelming pressure of the Origin Demon Lord's soul. Dressed neatly in his new black clothes, he remained as aloof and taciturn as ever, his brows flat and sharp as knives, his jaw taut and expressionless, revealing not a single word or a trace of extra emotion.

Wang Ziqi and the other four were seriously injured. Zhao Hu lost an arm, Lin Ye's sternum collapsed, Chen Yue had penetrating wounds all over her body, and although Su Qing protected the child, she was also injured in her internal organs by the pressure of the source. However, after the life-or-death battle, their eyes had become sharper and more determined than ever before.

During the two days, Wu Wei rarely went out, mostly closing his eyes to regulate his breathing, lightly tapping the gun barrel with his fingertips to review the details of the bloody battle, his back always as straight as the gun barrel.

On the morning of the third day, the morning light streamed into the room through the window.

Wu Wei slowly opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them. His injuries had healed by about 70-80%, and the flow of his Three Elements Power was smooth and unimpeded. He reached into his robes and took out a small, thread-bound booklet. The cover was blank, but the pages were densely covered with annotations detailing the application of spear techniques, the key points of marrow energy coordination, and the fundamental methods of stance training. Every word and sentence was meticulously crafted by him, drawing upon his foundation as a master spearman on Earth and combining it with the power of the Three Elements Power.

Wang Ziqi, who was meditating nearby, immediately stood up and said respectfully, "Uncle!"

Wu Wei raised his hand and handed over the spear technique annotations and stance training diagrams together, his voice low and steady, devoid of any extra emotion: "Take it."

Wang Ziqi solemnly accepted the document with both hands, his fingertips trembling slightly. After turning just one page, he was so astonished by the precise gun-holding position, the rhythm of waist and abdomen twisting, and the coordination of breathing and gun force that his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Uncle, what is this...?"

"Basic spear techniques annotations, along with stance training." Wu Wei lightly tapped the spear shaft with his thumb, his tone calm. "The foundation of the Three Elements Spear Techniques is all contained within."

Wang Ziqi clutched the booklet tightly, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, his eyes reddening: "I will definitely practice hard and never let Uncle down!"

Wu Wei simply nodded slightly and said nothing more.

He knew better than anyone that in this ruthless world of predators, only one's own strength was the sole guarantee of survival. He could protect him for a time, but not forever. Wang Ziqi had to establish himself firmly on his own.

Just then, the World Element Artifact in his arms, which had been dormant for a long time, suddenly trembled slightly.

hum-

A soft yet dazzling golden light emanated from the artifact, spreading a pale golden halo through the clothing and illuminating half the room. A rule-based prompt, devoid of any emotion, resounded directly in Wu Wei's mind:

【Mission World: The Fragmented World】

[Task Completion Status: Settled]

[Retention of the Origin of Boundary Artifacts: 5%]

[Meets the return requirements and will soon be teleported back to the Return Token Cave.]

[Countdown: 10…9…8…]

The sudden golden light and spatial fluctuations caused Wang Ziqi and his group of five to change their expressions drastically, and they all surrounded him.

"Uncle! This is...!"

Wu Wei raised his eyes, his gaze calmly sweeping over the five people before finally landing on Wang Ziqi's face. His voice was low and indifferent, yet carried a faint hint of solemnity:

"See you again someday."

As soon as he finished speaking, the countdown reached zero.

Golden light surged, instantly engulfing Wu Wei's figure. Space twisted and folded, and after only a moment of weightlessness and disorientation, his feet were firmly planted on the ground.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in the core domain of the Body Command Cave.

The sea of ​​clouds surged, spiritual energy flowed, and floating mountain peaks were scattered about, with palaces and pavilions faintly visible through the mist. In the distance, the majestic main peak pierced the sky, its imposing aura like the heavens pressing down, that was the abode of the ruler, an invisible will enveloping the entire world, making no one dare to make the slightest move.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, several consul spirits dressed in formal robes and with indifferent expressions were already waiting.

The leader's gaze fell on Wu Wei, his tone rigid and cold: "9527, hand over the boundary artifact."

Wu Wei remained silent, raised his hand, took out the shimmering white crystal, and handed it over.

The consular spirit accepted the boundary artifact, its fingertips tracing the patterns on its surface, its divine sense sweeping into it. A moment later, a barely perceptible hint of satisfaction flashed in its eyes. It nodded slightly, its voice flat yet clear:

"Very good, 9527."

"The source material has been fully collected; mission complete."

"Return to your dwelling place, go back to your sanctuary and await the Lord's call."

Having said that, the consul spirit looked at him again and turned to disappear into the sea of ​​clouds. The faint light of the boundary artifact gradually disappeared in the direction of the main peak.

Wu Wei's fingers, hanging almost imperceptibly at his sides, twitched slightly; his eyes were cold and indifferent, devoid of any superfluous expression.

He released a small amount of Yuan energy from his body, and clouds rose beneath his feet. With a leap, he was like a black arrow, piercing through the sea of ​​clouds and flying towards his own Thirty-Seven Western Peaks.

Their robes fluttered in the wind, and the clouds swirled in the breeze.

The mountains belonging to other envoys swept past beneath his feet, some with sparse spiritual energy, others with strict restrictions, none of which concerned him. Wu Wei kept his eyes straight ahead, and soon he saw the solitary peak shrouded in a faint aura of origin, standing apart from the other peaks—the Thirty-Seventh Peak of the West.

The gate opened on its own, and an invisible guiding force drew him in.

The moment you step inside, the world changes.

Unlike other grotto-heavens, this one is a complete replica of Qinglu Village: bamboo groves, scattered wooden houses, lush vegetable gardens, and babbling brooks—every single plant and tree is exactly the same as his hometown. This is Wu Wei's private grotto-heaven, created with his own will, independent, secret, and free from any outside interference.

【Origin Grotto Heaven - Thirty-Seven Western Peaks】

Ownership: Wu and Wei's exclusive private domain, not subject to the jurisdiction of the Body Order Grotto Heaven.

Core Areas: Gate to an Independent World (Not yet opened, requires Primal Energy), Primal Spell Pavilion (can be exchanged for the five major spell systems)

Unique privileges: Autonomous evolutionary environment, habitable living beings, autonomous circulation of spiritual energy, independent rules that are not detected or monitored by the main peak.

With the gate to the grotto closed, there was no third person in the world, completely isolating the main peak from all senses.

Wu Wei sat cross-legged on the bluestone slab in front of the bamboo house, his fingertips lightly tapping the gun barrel, and he spoke softly in his mind: "Pivot".

A cold, ancient will slowly awakened, devoid of any emotion: "What is it?"

"Which aspect of the world's essence should we prioritize upgrading?" Wu Wei asked directly, getting straight to the heart of the matter. "The physical body, the marrow artifacts, the elemental power, or the grotto-heavens?"

He knew perfectly well that the 8% of the world's origin that Shu had secretly absorbed was the core power that was enough to allow him to complete his essential transformation.

After a moment of silence in his mind's eye, Shu's voice calmly fell: "[Do not enhance the physical body, nor refine the Yuan Power. First, charge with the Origin Power to anchor the gate to the independent world to the incomplete world.]"

"A flawed world?" Wu Wei frowned slightly.

[Shu: It's still that broken world you visited, but I will re-anchor with 8% of my original essence, with the landing point randomly generated.]

[Shu: The source of that area has been completely drained, so there's no point in going back. It's highly unlikely we'll return to the area where Wang Ziqi is.]

[Key: Once the channel is stable, you will no longer need the Master's permission or to wait for a mission. You can travel freely between realms, specifically seeking out the wandering origins.]

Free from the constraints of the master and able to freely enter and exit the remnant realm—this is the first step in completely breaking free from the status of a pawn.

A barely perceptible flicker of emotion crossed Wu Wei's eyes, and his voice deepened: "After anchoring, how do we enter?"

There are two options.

"Which two?" Wu Wei straightened up slightly, his tone filled with undisguised anticipation.

[The first type.]

[Your true form directly enters the remnant realm, unaffected by the rules of the ruling master. Your current martial arts mastery level can be fully utilized in the remnant realm without any weakening.]

It sounded like an excellent choice, but Wu Wei sensed the shift in tone and said coldly, "The drawbacks."

[Firstly, once your true form enters the realm, the world will not recognize you as a plunderer, and you will no longer be able to acquire any more of the world's essence. The gate to the world will then become merely a passageway for entry and exit. Secondly, the flow of time will be disrupted; one day outside will equate to ten days within the remnant realm, resulting in extreme time loss.]

Wu Wei frowned slightly. Unable to seize the source and with time passing at an accelerated pace, it was tantamount to cutting off his own path forward, especially for someone who desperately needed to become stronger.

"The second type."

He was blunt and went straight to asking for the next option.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, Shu's voice carried a barely perceptible certainty for the first time: "[The second method—soul transmigration to a remnant world.]"

[The physical body remains in the original grotto for quiet recuperation, while the soul enters a mortal body within the remnant realm, cultivating, plundering, and transforming in this new identity.]

"Benefits." Wu Wei tightened his grip on the gun barrel, his voice slightly deep.

There are three benefits.

First, the transmigrated body is recognized by heaven and earth, allowing one to freely plunder the essence of the remnant world to strengthen oneself, without the need for a world-elemental artifact.

[Secondly, in the soul-transmigration state, one can refine their skills from scratch. All techniques, including spear techniques, the Three Elements, marrow weapons, and body control, can be re-engineered and developed to perfection.]

Third, the flow of time is completely reversed. 100 days within the remnant realm are equivalent to only 1 day outside; 100 days of cultivation are but a fleeting moment outside.

With a time flow rate of 100:1 that defies nature, it can seize one's essence and refine one's skills. In comparison, the first option is utterly worthless.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Wei calmly stated, "I choose the second option."

"[Wise.]" Shu replied calmly.

Wu Wei took a deep breath, suppressing the surging fighting spirit in his heart. He looked up at the direction of the main peak outside the cave, and his voice deepened: "I want to open it immediately, but the Lord may summon me at any time. Once my soul is transmigrated, I will not be able to respond in time."

Although his primordial grotto is independent and secluded, it allows the Lord's will to be supreme. If he is not present when summoned, the consequences are unimaginable.

Shu's voice was calm and composed, carrying absolute control: "[No need to worry. If the Lord intends to summon you, I will sense it immediately and awaken you from the remnant realm beforehand.]"

Before that, you have ample time to rebuild yourself in this flawed world.

Wu Wei closed his eyes and lightly tapped the Xuan Tie Double-Edged Spear with his fingertips. The spear emitted a low hum, as if anticipating the next bloody battle.

His primordial grotto is independent and free, capable of housing living beings and evolving the world, unaffected by monitoring or curses; his flawless body token can devour primordial essences without needing boundary artifacts or suffering from backlash from deadly poisons—all these top secrets will take root and grow stronger during his cultivation in the remnant world of soul transmigration.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and piercing, like a spear.

"it is good."

"Once there are no signs of summons from the Lord, immediately initiate the soul-transmigration and anchor to the incomplete world."

Inside the cave in Qinglu Village, the bamboo groves sway gently in the breeze, and the stream murmurs softly.

The will of the main peak remained dormant, while Wu Wei underwent a true transformation, breaking free from all constraints and forging a flawless body.