Han Xuanji was not annoyed by the System's aloofness.
He had grown accustomed to it.
But Han Xuanji was still a little curious.
Why was Su Ming worth so much?
Han Xuanji remembered a label on Su Ming: [Person of Tribulation]. Could Su Ming possibly grow stronger from this immeasurable tribulation?
He now had thirty simulation attempts. Should he use twenty to take a look?
Forget it.
After thinking about it, Han Xuanji dismissed the idea.
He wasn't short on resources right now anyway. He would wait until he had digested all the good things he had on hand.
Moreover, he was more curious about how amazing Yun Wuji's future would be with three hundred simulation attempts.
No longer pondering, Han Xuanji turned and returned to his quiet room.
He continued to Cultivate.
Inside the quiet room, it felt as if he was isolated from Heaven and Earth.
Han Xuanji took out an immortal divine fruit, wreathed in Chaos Qi.
Without the slightest hesitation, he opened his mouth and inhaled. A torrent of majestic Chaos essence and immortal true meaning surged into his limbs and bones.
"Boom!"
His inner Universe seemed to ignite, the Xuantian Great Dao grew rapidly, and the strength of his Physical Body also increased swiftly.
After fusing with the Indestructible War God Body, his Physical Body's potential was already immense.
Now, under the influence of the immortal divine fruit, it became even more powerful.
After the power of the immortal divine fruit was initially absorbed and his Realm stabilized at the Peak of Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal sixth layer, Han Xuanji did not stop. He took out another one.
If one wasn't enough, then a second.
If two weren't enough, then a third.
His main approach was to be rich and willful.
The entire quiet room seemed to transform into the primordial Chaos era of creation, with earth, water, fire, and wind faintly re-enacting.
Han Xuanji's aura continued to climb during his seclusion. His inner world expanded continuously, stars evolved, continents condensed, and his Dao foundation became increasingly profound and unfathomable... Jiang Family Ancestral Land.
On this day, Jiang Hao was routinely going to a storeroom in the Jiang Family Ancestral Land to collect Cultivation resources when he accidentally overheard two Clan Elders talking.
"Alas... Old Ancestor Linyuan's Dao foundation has been corroded by a strange creature from the depths of Chaos, already damaging his core. I'm afraid... his days are numbered."
One Clan Elder's voice was filled with worry and sorrow.
"Alas, this matter is top secret. The Clan Chief has strictly ordered a lockdown, fearing it might cause panic."
Another Clan Elder sighed, his voice full of helplessness.
"It is said that only the azure shore flower from the deepest part of the Nether Sea might offer a glimmer of hope to neutralize that curse and reshape the Dao foundation. But that place... even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal venturing deep would face more peril than fortune!"
"We can only hope to find someone in the Great Luo Heaven to trade for this item. Rumor has it that a powerful being once obtained this item in their early years."
"Difficult, difficult, difficult. With such a divine item, one gains an extra life. Who would easily exchange it?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Hao was struck by lightning, instantly frozen in place.
Old Ancestor Linyuan was the Jiang Family's pillar of strength, like a towering mountain protecting the Jiang Family. Yet, his Dao foundation was damaged, and his days were numbered?
Soon, Jiang Hao realized the reason. Originally, Jiang Linyuan had always been stationed in the Family, rarely going out. The last time he went out was because of him.
In other words, he was the Family's sinner!
Immense grief and panic seized his mind.
He immediately understood why the Family kept this matter a secret: firstly, to stabilize morale, and secondly, they probably didn't want him to know, to spare him guilt.
The Old Ancestor's kindness to him was as weighty as a mountain, and the Jiang Family was his root.
He couldn't imagine what the Jiang Family's future would be without the Old Ancestor, nor could he accept doing nothing when he knew there was a glimmer of hope!
Without alarming anyone, Jiang Hao didn't even go to the Clan Chief or his parents for confirmation. He quietly returned to his residence in the Ancestral Land.
He knew this endeavor was extremely perilous, with slim chances of success, but he had no other choice.
Some things, even if known to be impossible, must still be done!
He quietly prepared some Medicinal Pills and Talismans, then silently left the Jiang Family Ancestral Land, without alerting anyone.
By the Nether Sea, the cold wind howled like a lament.
Jiang Hao, relying on scattered records from ancient texts and his own intuition for danger, trekked arduously through this desolate and deadly place.
And a certain figure wandering in the Nether Sea, upon seeing Jiang Hao, seemed to ponder.
On this day.
Jiang Hao had been struggling in the Nether Sea for an unknown period.
The space here was chaotic, directions were hard to discern, and only ubiquitous danger accompanied him.
Most of his Medicinal Pills were consumed, and few Talismans remained.
Just as he was laboriously traversing a strange area where countless pale skeletons floated, a sharp cry rang out.
"Caw—!"
Jiang Hao suddenly became alert, looking up.
He saw a crow, entirely black with only its eyes burning with ghastly green flames, flying out from the eye socket of a giant, mountain-like skull of an unknown creature nearby. Its body was small, but its wings seemed to absorb all light, perfectly blending with the deathly stillness of the Nether Sea.
Nether Crow!
Jiang Hao had seen fleeting mentions in ancient texts describing the Nether Sea. This was a unique creature born in the Nether Sea, immortal and indestructible, seemingly privy to many secrets of the Nether Sea, but its temperament was unpredictable, and it rarely communicated with external beings.
This Nether Crow circled him twice, its eyes seeming to hold a hint of scrutiny.
Jiang Hao's heart stirred, and he spoke:
"I have no intention of offending. I am here only to seek an item to save a life."
"Caw, a familiar scent..."
...Twenty years later.
Han Xuanji rose, opened his eyes, his aura perfectly harmonious and profound as an abyss.
Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal, Seventh Layer!
With the help of three immortal divine fruits, he broke through the barrier in one fell swoop, reaching the Late Stage of the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Realm!
His strength had made significant progress compared to before his seclusion.
At the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Realm, each minor Realm was not easily broken through.
"The heart of the Chaos Demonic God has also been refined by half..."
Han Xuanji sighed.
He always felt that resources were insufficient.
Stepping out of the quiet room, Han Xuanji's Divine Thought moved slightly, instantly covering the entire Lingxu Heavenly Palace, and even the Myriad Phenomena Garden. He detected nothing unusual, feeling a slight satisfaction.
However, Jiang Hao didn't seem to have returned yet?
Immediately, Han Xuanji's gaze seemed to penetrate endless space, finally landing on the dark and silent Nether Sea, where he saw Jiang Hao fiercely battling a Nether Sea creature.
"So this is how it is..."
Han Xuanji sighed softly, lost in thought.
He had originally thought Jiang Hao would Cultivate methodically in the Myriad Phenomena Garden, but he didn't expect the trajectory of fate, due to his character and encounters, to lead him to the perilous Nether Sea.
Han Xuanji nodded slightly. A flash of understanding passed through his mind, and he gained a deeper appreciation for the impermanence and inevitability of fate.