My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

In early summer in Chang'an, the afternoon sun always carries a lazy, sultry heat.

The backyard of the Qin Prince's mansion, however, remained as cool and refreshing as springtime thanks to the operation of the spirit-gathering array.

A gentle breeze rustled through the newly planted willow tree that Li Chengqian had shattered with his internal energy.

As usual, Li Chen slumped on the bamboo rocking chair like a lump of mud.

His eyes were closed.

While he appeared to be taking a lunch break, his consciousness was actually deeply immersed in the vast and mysterious soul space in his mind.

This spiritual space was his greatest asset after he traveled to the Tang Dynasty.

It's like an endless treasure trove of blind boxes, occasionally spewing out cultivation techniques, elixirs, or magical artifacts.

However, most of what it spits out are low-grade scrap metal.

"Ugh, this damn mediocre talent."

Li Chen's consciousness wandered through the vast space, and he couldn't help but let out a helpless sigh.

As the only Golden Core stage (a castrated version suppressed by heaven and earth) powerhouse in the Tang Dynasty, he appears to be infinitely glorious, wielding thunder and ice with a wave of his hand, leaving Old Li and the entire court of officials completely bewildered.

But only he himself knows best how poor his foundation is.

His cultivation level was entirely built up by the continuous resources in his soul space, through the accumulation of pills and the passage of time.

His spiritual root was just an ordinary mixed spiritual root.

It doesn't have the kind of "top-grade ice spirit root" that makes people insanely jealous like Princess Chang Le.

He's like a mediocre player who's using cheats but only has a basic level 1 stat sheet.

Every time Li Chen saw Chang Le sit cross-legged and break through his cultivation level in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he felt as if he had eaten a dozen sour lemons, so sour that they were bubbling.

"God, please at least give me a different constitution."

"This broken, mixed spiritual root takes forever to filter out impurities every time it absorbs spiritual energy. The efficiency is outrageously slow. Once it reaches the Nascent Soul stage, this talent will definitely become its biggest weakness!"

Li Chen roared silently within his soul space.

Just as he was about to give up his daily blind box draw and return to reality to take a peaceful nap.

An unexpected change occurred!

"Buzz—!"

The once calm and still space of the soul suddenly trembled violently without warning.

This vibration was different from the faint noise that usually occurred when spitting out tattered techniques.

It was a terrifying buzzing sound that seemed to tear the entire space apart!

Li Chen's consciousness jolted violently.

He suddenly looked up and gazed into the deepest part of the soul space.

That place was originally an unfathomable, chaotic mist.

But at this moment, the mist was churning and boiling wildly at an astonishing speed, and a golden light, like the rising sun, forcefully tore through the gray fog.

Followed by.

Under Li Chen's dumbfounded gaze.

A rhomboid crystal, only the size of a walnut, yet radiating a chilling aura, slowly floated out from the depths of chaos.

This crystal is so beautiful.

It is not purely transparent, but rather presents a deep and captivating silver-gray color.

Inside the crystal, it seemed as if a miniature universe was sealed, with countless silver spatial threads intertwined and entwined within it, and every now and then, violent bolts of purple-gold lightning would explode at the core of the crystal.

The profoundness of the laws of space and the destructive power of the laws of thunder achieved a perfect fusion within this tiny crystal.

The instant the crystal appeared.

An ancient and obscure message automatically flooded into Li Chen's mind.

【Chaos Creation Crystal】.

[This crystal can cleanse the marrow and reshape the physical body. Those who fuse with it will be completely stripped of their mortal form, awaken the supreme "Spatial Physique," and be reshaped into "Supreme Spatial + Lightning Dual Spiritual Roots."]

The message is very short.

But every word was like a heavy hammer blow, striking deep into Li Chen's soul.

It hit him until he was dizzy and his whole body trembled.

"Spatial constitution?"

"A top-tier spatial ability... plus dual lightning-type spiritual roots?!"

Li Chen's consciousness trembled violently in the space. He couldn't even believe his eyes or the information coming into his mind.

In the cultivation world, the five basic elements are metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Ice, wind, and darkness are rare and unique spiritual roots.

Lightning, on the other hand, is a terrifying existence that surpasses all other spiritual roots, representing the destruction and punishment of the Heavenly Dao! As for space... that is simply a realm that mortals cannot even dream of!

Space is king, time is supreme!

Either of these two attributes, if chosen, would be enough to ignite a bloody battle in the cultivation world.

And now, this [Chaos Creation Spirit Crystal] is actually going to give him both the spatial physique and these two heaven-defying spiritual roots all at once!

This is no longer defying fate.

This is practically rubbing the Heavenly Dao into the ground, forcibly giving itself a max-level, super VIP invincible account!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

in the real world.

Li Chen, who was lying in the rocking chair, suddenly opened his eyes.

He could no longer suppress the overwhelming joy that was about to explode within him. He sprang up from the rocking chair, put his hands on his hips, and let out a wild, unrestrained laugh that shook the heavens and the earth.

"Hahahaha! I've finally made it!"

"That trashy, inferior spiritual root! To hell with it! I'm going to become a peerless genius, one in a million!"

Li Chen's laughter was deafening.

The sparrows perched on the branches in the yard were so frightened that they flapped their wings and fled in panic.

This startled the Tang emperor and his ministers, who were busy with their own affairs in the courtyard, so much so that they trembled all over.

At this moment, the backyard of the Prince of Qin's mansion was bustling with activity.

Li Shimin was sitting at a stone table, eating chilled watermelon while flipping through the book "Xuanwu Inner Strength" in his hand, his brows furrowed as he pondered it.

Empress Zhangsun was wiping the crumbs from the corner of Xiao Sizi's mouth.

Crown Prince Li Chengqian, shirtless, was sweating profusely as he worked on a newly replaced ironwood stake.

On an open space not far away, Cheng Yaojin, Yuchi Gong, and Qin Qiong, three old rogues, were huddled together, their faces flushed and necks red as they exchanged their experiences and insights on guiding qi into the body.

Li Chen suddenly burst into wild laughter.

The axe in Cheng Yaojin's hand clattered to his feet, making him wince in pain, but he held back his cry.

Li Shimin shuddered, and the half-slice of watermelon in his hand almost smeared onto his face.