Clarke exited after the meeting, with Hua Yin accompanying him.

He asked her:

•"So, do you have a good sword for me?"

Hua Yin was surprised by his question:

•"You need a sword? That's strange, you fight with your fists."

• "True, but I'm still skilled at killing with a sword. I've even mastered reversing the sword, after all."

•"Moreover, I possess one of the strongest comprehensions of the Blade Path: 'The Heaven-Severing Blade of the Demon King'."

Hua Yin was shocked! Clarke possessed extreme techniques of the Great Sun Conqueror!

Hua Yin replied:

•"Alright, I'll find you a good sword."

Hua Yin intended to leave, but Clarke grabbed her hand and said:

•"I still want to talk more. I have some questions."

Hua Yin nodded in agreement, prompted by the seriousness on Clarke's face.

The two went to one of the rooms. A servant brought green tea and served them both.

Clarke looked serious, took a sip of tea, and spoke:

•"Well, Hua Yin, what I really have is another request and a question."

•"First: Have any strange phenomena occurred here?!"

Hua Yin looked at him puzzled:

•"What do you mean?"

Clarke replied:

•"I mean things like a rift in the sky, or the appearance of a great legacy."

•"What I'm implying is that this place is threatened by danger..."

Clarke knew a hidden truth: The Great Sun Conqueror possessed only one legacy.

But the Great Sun Conqueror had discovered legacies of immortals unknown to them.Perhaps the Guardians of the Will of Heaven and Destiny had hidden this truth in the mortal world, and the one who discovered it was the Great Sun Conqueror.

And those legacies would likely spark wars.

For those in Heaven had their own pawns,meaning Clarke alone stood against Heaven and its pawns.

Hua Yin replied after a long thought:

•"In truth, yes. A strange glow appeared in the void."

•"That's all I know, I truly don't have more information."

Clarke calmed down and asked:

•"Well then, I want a sturdy place suitable for secluded cultivation training."

Hua Yin nodded in agreement.

Clarke followed her through the palace. As he expected: upon entering the city, followers of Buddhist sects were everywhere, the scent of their incense filling the air.

But the palace here was different from the Jade City;it was distinguished.

The servants in their uniforms gave it an elegant charm.

Clarke had arrived. It was a spacious, isolated room in an outer area, entered through a runic gate of spatial magic.

Perhaps it was one of the Paths Tai Fei had mentioned.

Clarke entered and secluded himself.

The room was solid,made from the finest and rarest types of iron to withstand harsh training.

But Clarke spoke to himself, saying:

•"I only have two days to enhance my strength. After all, Heaven has sent competitors to obtain the legacy before me."

•"I need to acquire this legacy. As for Tai Fei..."

•"My confidence in him is starting to decline."

•"When I first met him, he said he wanted to see true immortality. Now everything justifies his ascent to Heaven. In truth, he wants revenge on those who isolated and ostracized him."

•"I don't know what else he's hiding, or why he avoided mentioning the method they used to banish him to the mortal world."

•"But he is actually very useful. Also, without his information, I wouldn't have known about the diversity of cultivation paths."

•"Currently, as he said, I possess comprehension in the Path of Darkness."

•"But what if I could create something new? I mean the 'Heavenly Fists' - I can make them empty and spectral."

•"What if I could steal from my enemies? Their memories, perhaps? Maybe other things that would enable me..."

•"...to acquire their combat arts, obtain their information and lethal techniques, granting me greater power."

•"But all this time, the System hasn't appeared, nor have I received any notifications from the inhabitants of the Higher Realm. I wonder why???"

Clarke tried to open the System, but!!!

A strange notification appeared:

System Level 2 Has Been Activated!!!!

Clarke was shocked, then laughed, and began exploring the System:

Name: Clarke

Strength:75

Mana:50

Stamina:80

Durability:90

Agility:78

Demonic Energy:40

Skills:

Nurak's Fist= 5

Dragon's Blessing= 4

Athena's Blessing= 3

Click Down!!!

Clarke was surprised; there were other things.

He clicked to see more:

Cultivation: Peak Enlightenment Realm

Path of Darkness Cultivation:Lord

Blade Path:Quasi-Empty

Qi Path:Advanced

Path ???:Advanced Comprehension

Supporting Asterisms:

You are currently the Emissary of the World Constellation.

Because you are supported by the World Constellation,it allows communication with you now!!!!

Clarke laughed and said:

•"In truth, my best ally is the World Constellation!"

•"But in reality, I don't know if it possesses information. It's truly puzzling."

Clarke continued exploring; there was also the System Shop.

Clarke laughed,wondering if he had any money in this shop.

He was shocked to find he possessed 30,000"Yunhai".

Various weapons were sold, along with alchemy pills, and a strange scroll, perhaps concerning an art or cultivation method. It was intriguing.

Clarke wanted to gamble on those papers, so with thirty thousand Yunhai, he bought the only available scroll. It contained a strange text Clarke couldn't understand.

• "Damn this wretched System! It provides a text like this but doesn't offer a translation service!"

A strange voice echoed in Clarke's mind:

•"And you think I'm your maid, you scoundrel?!!"

Clarke fell to his knees, terrified, and said:

•"Who are you? How can I hear your voice in my mind?"

She replied to him:

•"I am your personal agent, and my name is 'Mao Hua'."

• "What? Mao Hua? And what exactly is your role? Why did they put something so annoying in my head?"

Clarke sensed Mao Hua's emotions; he was bewildered.

She sighed angrily:

•"All that happened because of my foolishness!"

•"After all, I am one of the rebels against the Will of Heaven, even though I was once their follower."

•"And despite being killed after stealing several pieces of information..."

•"...I'm shocked now to find myself inside your mind, controlling this System! And yet, strangely, I didn't know about the existence of something like this! In truth..."

•"But nevertheless, the information existed within my memory stored in the Will."

Clarke knew he was an enemy of Heaven, so why would Heaven reward him with such a thing?

In truth,Mao Hua possessed information from those trying to kill him; in fact, they were watching him.

Also,as Tai Fei said, they were watching everything.

Clarke spoke coldly:

•"Woman, I don't know your story, but there's something strange about you. As far as I know, the Will of Heaven that controls people's destinies and fortunes wouldn't grant me something like this."

•"After all, the 'Chasm of Destiny' is against me."

•"And it is an agent of the Will of Heaven. So answer me: how could I be fortunate to have you???"

Mao Hua replied:

•"It's not like that. This matter isn't related to the Will of Heaven or the Chasm of Destiny; it's deeper than that."

•"My own will... I still don't know how it transferred into your mind, that I can control your System, and have even become your intermediary."

•"And the creator of this System... it's truly complex and hard to understand, honestly."

•"You yourself possess a depth concerning Heaven that even we don't know."

Clarke replied:

•"If you don't know it, then as you know, the Star Constellation knows about the System and is a major partner in the predicament I'm in."

Mao Hua replied:

•"Yes, because after all, you are considered an enemy of the Star Constellation!!!"

Clarke interrupted her, laughing:

•"How do you know about my enmity with the Star Constellation? I didn't even tell you! I said it was a partner, but I didn't say it was my enemy."

•"Moreover, I don't know who my enemies are; I'm walking an unknown path."

•"Mao Hua, are you reading my thoughts and knowing my memories and everything hidden in the mind of this great lord?!"

Clarke was cunning; with just one word he had exposed her.

But Clarke still faced a complex problem:even if he knew, what method could he use to prevent her from reading his thoughts? After all, the matter was complicated.

But Mao Hua was silent. She wasn't frightened by the exposure, but remained calm:

•"In truth, you're a fool! I have become part of your mind, and of course, not a single one of your secrets will be hidden from me."

Clarke asked in surprise:

•"So, will you know how many times I go to the bathroom? And see me... relieving myself without any shame? Don't you feel embarrassed???"

Clarke looked stupid asking such a foolish question.

He felt the disgust directed at him from Mao Hua.

Mao Hua sighed and said:

•"I will help you with information and my experience."

•"I specialize in the Refinement Path, and I have great expertise."

Clarke was surprised and asked:

•"The Refinement Path???"

Mao Hua replied:

•"Those of the Refinement Path are individuals who can refine extreme techniques and styles. You mortals are such fools, mastering nothing! Also, extreme styles aren't combat arts as you describe them; they are styles refined through understanding of the Dao, utilizing resources, branching into their paths, and employing various techniques from other paths."

•"After all, only a very few can create a single extreme technique."

•"After all, you managed to create an extreme technique, establishing a completely new path."

•"And your idea of stealing memories... this indeed grants you numerous ways..."

•"...to access their secrets, and also their extreme techniques and paths!!"

•"An extreme technique requires using your comprehension across multiple paths."

•"Let's calculate: The new path 'Theft', combined with the Path of Darkness – thanks to it you can form fists."

•"And the path you used to move the fists is the Qi Path."

•"That's three! With this, you can create eight fists."

•"But what you truly need is the Path of Dreams!"

•"As you know, dreams are related to our memories. What produces our dreams is our subconscious and our experiences, whether sweet or bitter. Our minds recall those memories in different ways."

•"So the 'Heavenly Hands'... You know what? Let me give them a new title: 'The Heaven-Stealing Hands of the Demon King'!!!"

•"Ah... I got a little carried away."

•"The 'Heavenly Hands', if merged with the Path of Dreams – as I said before – will allow you, through combat, to obtain the memories hidden by humans."

•"That is a great power, in truth!"

•"But excessive knowledge affects your soul, so it's best to know when you might use it!!!"

Clarke replied:

• "You're actually right! The mind? You're hiding something from me. I don't think its name is the 'Path of Dreams'."

•"It's the 'Path of Will'! If my soul is affected, it's because I'm delving into their souls, isn't that right? The soul is connected to will; if you steal something from the soul, the will must inevitably be affected."

•"Mao Hua, tell me, is there any truth to what you're saying?"

•"Perhaps the 'Path of Dreams' truly exists, but its principle is different from the 'Path of Theft' I intend to create."

•"I'm thinking of replacing 'Emotions' with the 'Path of Theft'."

•"Has anyone ever thought of that before?"

Mao Hua responded:

• "You're asking me a question beyond my knowledge! In the end, only Great Demon Venerable The Spectral dared to refine such a body."

Clarke sighed. The matter was strange, for according to Clarke's knowledge, the "Path of Emotions" would make him experience terrifying feelings that could destroy his mind.

But he calmed down. And after all, he began his training. The hours passed.

But Clarke coughed up a lot of blood.

Mao Hua said:

• "You managed to enter the depths of your inner self in the dream world. You will succeed."

Clarke asked:

• "But it's difficult! Every time I try to enter, I see strange things."

Once again, Clarke struck himself with a spectral fist.

Using certain waves and fusing the "King's Fingers", Clarke succeeded once more in reaching his subconscious mind.

Clarke awoke in a strange manner. This wasn't the first strange scene he had witnessed in his mind, but this time it was different.

He was inside one of the clans. He was bewildered, but he felt it was one of the tribes he might have belonged to in a past life he knew nothing about.

But he was tragically destitute.

For Clarke's clan recognized talent.

Clarke was in his adolescence. Everyone thought he was talented; a youth of fifteen years reciting poetry:

• "I gather grains of sand like one gathering the years of his life..."

•"Ashes of a youth tainted by disgrace, walking despite his weakness, even though he is mere ashes..."

•"But despite the weakness, these ashes will in time transform into a wild phoenix!"

Soon, several elders emerged, surrounding this youth, saying:

• "Well done, Clarke! What a talented young man!"

But in the end, his talent was classified as:

• "Low-grade, weak talent. Useless."

His weakness was terrifying.

But now, Clarke wasn't just seeing the memories – he was living them! He was now weak in the world of dreams.

And the damage he received here could kill him! His current task was to discover an extreme technique within the world of dreams.

For in the world of dreams, extreme techniques are discovered, not made, or one can find inspiration for them within the same world.

And now, Clarke's immediate mission is Survival!!!

To be continued.....

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