Inside the Spaceship.

The lounge was vast and bright, its floor soft as cloud beneath one's feat. A full 360 degree panoramic window wrapped the space, reveling the boundless Secret Realm beyond, misty energy currents drifting like celestial rivers. Everything was perfect.

Except for one thing.

No snacks.

No fine wine.

"Hm," Qin Mu said thoughtfully. "The interior's great, but the name is terrible."

He waved his hand decisively.

"From today onward, it will be called the Thunder Dragon Ship."

"Wahhhh!"

Ao Mengmeng immediately exploded. "The old name was way better! Why would you change it?"

Before Qin Mu could respond.

Beep. Beep.

A calm mechanical voice echoed through lounge.

"Alert. Three Galaxy Level Martial Artists detected nearby."

Qin Mu raised an eyebrow.

"Bring them up."

In the rolling hills below, three Martial Artists clad in cold grey battle armor were fleeing at full speed, combat sabers clenched tightly in their hands.

Behind them.

A Monster Beast thundered across the ground.

Its massive body was grotesque and terrifying four pairs of fleshy wings spread across its back, two auxiliary legs protruding from its chest , and a gaping maw lined with saber like fangs, each tooth more than five meters long.

A true nightmare.

"Damm it, Damm it!"

The leading Martial Artists cursed while sprinting.

"This Heavenly Sword Secret Realm is truly insane."

"A dual winged Blade Beast that's evolved into four wings, and its Rank jumped straight to Star River Rank Nine!"

"Who designed this garbage difficulty?!"

Another Martial Artist shouted , panic edging his voice.

"They said this was a Galaxy Level Secret Realm!"

"Run! head for the forest ahead!"

"The Blade Beast is too fast, if we don't break line of sight, we're dead!"

"Hmph!"

Watching the scene unfolded, Ao Mengmeng crossed her arms and snorted coldly.

"Three people and they still can't kill a mere Star River Rank Nine Monster Beast. How useless."

"Hiss?"

Qin Mu lowered his voice.

"Isn't is already impressive they can survive against it? They're only Galaxy Level, after all."

"No."

Ao Mengmeng shook her head firmly, her Dragon horns tilting with conviction.

"In the Heavenly Sword Sect, the minimum requirement for a Galaxy Level Disciple is the ability to kill Star River Level Monster Beasts."

"With three people cooperating, formation bonuses, shared Domains, coordinated technique, failing to defeat a Star River Rank Nine beast would get them demoted to outer sect, or worse, sent to be handymen."

Outer Sect.

In truth, that barely counted as being part of the sect at all.

A formal disciple was the real deal.

And a formal disciple had to prove one thing above all else...

The ability to kill opponent of higher Rank.

High talent meant rapid comprehension of Domains and laws.

Rapid comprehension meant overwhelming combat power.

If you couldn't fight above your rank, what right did you have to call yourself a Genius?

"I see."

Qin Mu nodded slowly, they looked away.

"Let's go cultivate first."

Right now, he was only a Thunder Dragon Clone, not even at Star Rank Peak. Forget that Blade Beast, he couldn't even deal with the three Galaxy Level Martial Artists running for their lives.

Rushing in now wouldn't be heroism.

It would be suicide.

The Thunder Dragon ship hummed as it shifted direction, vanishing into the mist, leaving behind the distant roars of the monster beast and three figures desperately racing against death.

Fortunately, Thunder Dragon Ship possessed a stealth function.

Powered by the energy stones, it could remain completely undetectable to any being below the Star Domain Level. As for defense, however, activating its shield required an absurd amount of energy.

"One million."

Ao Mengmeng spoke the number calmly, as if she was talking about spare change.

"At least one million energy stones are needed to activate the vessel's defensive barrier."

When she had used this ship in the past, she simply infused it with Divine Power. Energy stones had never been part of the equation.

But now.

Qin Mu had none.

In this secret realm, he had only two objectives.

First , raise his cultivation high enough to seize Sword Mountain.

Second, acquire a massive stockpile of energy stone.

A Divine Rank vessel wasn't just powerful, it was ruinously expensive. The fuel cost alone could bankrupt ordinary cultivators.

Sometimes, owning something too good was its own kind of danger.

While Qin Mu was still calculating his next mover, The Thunder Dragon ship had already arrived above the Spirit Spring Valley.

The sight stole his breath.

Towering mountain range surrounded the valley, each stretching for tens of millions of miles, their peaks soaring beyond a million meters in height. If Dragon Star's tallest mountain were placed here, it wouldn't even qualify as a foothill.

At the heart of these colossal ranges lay spirit spring valley itself, spanning over one hundred million square kilometers.

"One hundred million..."

Qin Mu clicked his tongue.

That was nearly the Size of Dragon Star's oceans.

And yet, within the Heavenly Sword Secret Realm, this was merely considered a small spring pond.

"Absurd."

There was no other word of it.

To construct such a Secret Realm out of nothing, sealed within countless fragmented layers of space, was extravagance beyond imagination.

"Land near the lakeside. Be careful."

Ao Mengmeng's tone turned serious.

"With your current cultivation, you can't approach the center of the Spirit Spring. Star River Peak Monster Beasts guard that area."

"The lakeside is safer. At most, you'll encounter Galaxy Peak creatures, barely worth mentioning."

The ship descended and hovered silently.

After a brief scan confirmed no immediate threats, Qin Mu leaped down without hesitation.

The Thunder Dragon plunged straight into the Spirit Spring.

"Hiss!"

"So cold."

"And... strangely refreshing."

His massive Dragon Body shuddered violently as the freezing spring water surged around him.

Even as a Star Rank Dragon Clan body, capable of surviving the near absolute zero void of space, the cold here bit straight into his essence.

"This is Ice Thought."

Ao Mengmeng's voice echoed calmly.

"It was condensed form a cosmic nebula. Unlike ordinary ice, it carries a natural ice element domain."

"Enduring cosmic temperature doesn't mean you can endure Ice Thought."

"To cultivate here, you must unfold your Domain."

Qin Mu's eyes sharpened.

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