Chapter 70: The Second Field
Two mere lines of text, yet they occupied an entire page.
Though Star Dome Vision remained an enigma to him, its renown had spread across the cosmos, reaching even the Silver Radiance Empire. This alone attested to the organization’s immense influence.
The news articles he had read earlier were dense, each page packed with content, often covering multiple topics within a single spread. Yet, this particular report—just two lines—stood alone, the rest of the page blank as if inviting the reader’s imagination to fill in the gaps.
Wang Jie lifted his head, gazing at the faintly visible bridge above.
He had studied the Star-Breaking Realm extensively—not just because he aspired to break through one day, but because it was the natural step forward once his Ten Seals foundation was complete. His research had granted him insight into the fundamental nature of the realm.
For most cultivators, a breakthrough to the Star-Breaking Realm meant shattering a star roughly half the size of Blue Star. Destroying such a celestial body signified entry into the realm.
Those more formidable—considered elites—could shatter a planet the size of Blue Star itself. Such figures earned widespread admiration.
In the entirety of the Silver Radiance Empire, only two individuals had ever achieved this feat: Jun Hua, who had accomplished it within the Frost Radiance Sect, and an old general of great repute.
Beyond that, those who could destroy two Blue Star-sized celestial bodies were hailed as geniuses. Even within the Silver Radiance Empire, such a feat would cause a sensation. Within the Frost Radiance Sect, they would stand at the pinnacle.
And yet, Shu Mu Night—he had shattered thirteen.
Even the chief editor of Star Dome Vision had nothing to say but: “Beyond comprehension.”
It was akin to the time Wang Jie’s own re-cultivation had been labeled as “Beyond Human.” The fewer the words, the greater the impact.
Folding the newspaper, Wang Jie put aside thoughts of Shu Mu Night. That man was too far removed from his current reality. Their fated clash on Blue Star had been a cruel joke of destiny. If they ever met again, who knew what the circumstances would be?
But no matter when or where—if given the chance, he would kill him.
After eliminating the group of enemies and acquiring a significant stockpile of Cataclysm Materials, Wang Jie had no urgency to hunt down more mutated creatures. Instead, a thought resurfaced—his second field.
He had tried numerous experiments on it before, but nothing had ever happened. Yet, his wrist guard had emerged from it. Perhaps this field was somehow linked to weapons?
With that in mind, he entered the field and threw a blade inside.
The weapon sank into the field and vanished.
His eyes lit up—something had finally worked.
A moment later, the field produced a rectangular block. At first glance, it resembled the blade, yet it lacked any defined shape. Its upper and lower halves bore different colors, and the materials appeared to be stacked together without any cohesion.
Could this be… disassembly?
Crouching, Wang Jie examined the block closely. It stood only half a meter tall and was about as wide as a finger—small and slender.
Inside, layers of different materials were stacked upon one another. Among them, he saw something unmistakable—Star Force.
Yes, Star Force.
Though he had never cultivated it, he recognized it at a glance.
Even Star Force can be extracted? What happens after it’s separated?
He reached out and touched the Star Force, feeling an intangible sensation. He tried pulling it from the block—and it came out, a pliable energy form in his grasp. Though he lacked the ability to absorb it, he found that he could mold it freely. He rolled it into a sphere, watching as it solidified into something akin to a pill.
Intrigued, he pressed the Star Force back into the block, then returned the block to the field.
The block vanished—and the blade reappeared.
It reverted?
Realizing he had stumbled upon something fascinating, Wang Jie grew excited, treating it like a new toy to experiment with.
He repeated the process multiple times, even trying to merge Star Force with random objects. To his astonishment, the field fused them, creating new Star Artifacts.
This is incredible.
For days, he immersed himself in this discovery, delaying his daily calisthenics routine only reluctantly.
Compared to the first field, this second field was far more intriguing.
More than a month passed.
Utilizing the Cataclysm Materials he had obtained from the fallen enemies and combining them with his calisthenics training, Wang Jie refined all his Ten Seals into light gray, reaching the same level as Wen Zhao. He assumed their cultivation stages were also similar. When they had parted ways on Blue Star, she had been at Nine Seals—by now, she was surely at Ten Seals as well.
At last, he had caught up to the likes of Wen Zhao and her peers.
And so, two years had passed since the first batch of trial participants had descended upon Blue Star.
Two years, and he had only now reached the level of an Armor One Sect trial disciple. Moreover, they cultivated Star Force, while he remained reliant on Lock Force.
Still, there was no rush—he would advance one step at a time.
In the Silver Radiance Imperial Capital, Jun Hua glanced at her personal terminal, then turned to Yu Dong. “It’s Wang Jie.”
Yu Dong looked up. “Finally, he’s reached out. Let’s see what he wants.”
She accepted the call.
“I killed a group of people. They seemed to be under Jun Tang. Do you recognize them?” Wang Jie transmitted the images of the fallen.
Jun Hua had initially paid no mind—until she saw the visuals.
Her eyes widened in surprise. “These are those Interstellar Pirates?”
Yu Dong, equally shocked, moved closer to see. After searching for them in vain, she hadn’t expected them to die at Wang Jie’s hands.
“Where are you?” she asked.
“Slaughter Stone Planet.”
“That explains it… No wonder we couldn’t find them.” Jun Hua smirked. “Accompanying Lake Residence has ties to Slaughter Stone Planet—that lot must have hidden there. But their luck ran out when they encountered you.”
She nodded in approval. “Well done, Wang Jie. Those people were indeed under Jun Tang, and we’ve been hunting them for a long time. Consider this a great contribution.”
Wang Jie’s voice rang out, “Then it’s settled. I was afraid of killing the wrong person.”
“What kind of reward do you want?”
“None. You’ve given me more than enough.”
“Very well. If you ever need anything, just ask. By the way, disciples from the Frost Radiance Sect will be arriving soon. Do you want to take a look?”
On Slaughter Stone Planet, Wang Jie pondered over Jun Hua’s words. After a moment, he nodded. “Alright, I’ll return immediately.”
Ending the conversation, he made his way to the lake, boarding his spacecraft and heading back to the Silver Radiance Imperial Capital.
The Frost Radiance Sect was a major force, far superior to the Silver Radiance Empire. Their disciples were bound to be extraordinary, offering him deeper insight into this vast universe. Perhaps he might even hear of Armor One Sect or Sincere One Dao.
The Silver Radiance Empire was simply too remote.
Upon returning to Accompanying Lake Residence, Wang Jie washed away the fatigue of his journey. The light gray mark on his body remained faint, but he had to continue.
Deep down, he wished to compete against Shu Mu Night.
Thirteen stars—an unattainable dream. Yet he had defeated Shu Mu Night once before. Why not again in the future?
Even if the path was arduous, he had to walk it.
“My lord, here are the sword tassels you requested. Also, we’ve found the locations of the Seven-Colored Flowers in the empire.”
Wang Jie nodded in thanks and began testing the sword tassels one by one. Unfortunately, none of them worked. As for the Seven-Colored Flowers, he wasn’t even sure if that was their true name or if they merely referred to flowers of seven different colors.
For now, he set that aside. His first priority was the Imperial Palace.
As an Emperor’s Guard, he had never once set foot inside. That was unacceptable.
With the arrival of the Frost Radiance Sect disciples, he had to observe them—but that required entering as a guard. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be allowed in.
Guards had designated uniforms, which he needed to collect from the Imperial Palace.
A direct route from Accompanying Lake Residence led to the Imperial Palace.
This was Wang Jie’s second time meeting Jun Hua. He wasn’t sure how to greet her. Kneeling? Impossible. Ignoring etiquette? That seemed rude, considering how much she had given him.
“Hello,” he said.
Jun Hua gave him a peculiar look. “Hello.”
Wang Jie coughed lightly. “So… when will the Frost Radiance Sect disciples arrive?”
Jun Hua chuckled. “Not sure yet, but it should be soon.” She glanced outside. “Ming Xu.”
A man entered and knelt on one knee. “Your Majesty.”
“Take Wang Jie on a tour of the Imperial Palace and assist him in settling in.”
“Yes.”
Feeling somewhat out of place, Wang Jie silently followed Ming Xu out.
Once he was gone, Jun Hua smirked.
Yu Dong remarked, “He doesn’t show a shred of reverence before you. He’s quite the reckless one.”
Jun Hua hummed in agreement. “Let’s continue observing him.”
Meanwhile, Wang Jie followed Ming Xu on a tour of the Imperial Palace. As an Emperor’s Guard, at the very least, he needed to know his way around.
Ming Xu was the Head Guard, far older than the Star Force cultivator Wang Jie had killed on Slaughter Stone Planet. His presence exuded an imposing strength—though, in Wang Jie’s eyes, it felt intentionally displayed, like a bamboo reed in the wind, easy to snap with a little force.
Ming Xu was highly curious about Wang Jie, especially after learning he resided at Accompanying Lake Residence. His gaze subtly changed.
“Chief Ming.”
“Just call me Brother Ming or Brother Xu.”
“Alright, Brother Ming, how many Star-Breaking Realm cultivators does the empire have?”
Ming Xu replied, “Very few. Under the empire’s direct command, only a handful. There are certainly some hidden among the common folk, but they wouldn’t number more than ten.”
“More in the common folk than under the empire?”
“That’s the nature of cultivation. Most regions are controlled by powerful sects, but exceptions exist. Our Silver Radiance Empire is already quite fortunate—primarily because we belong to the Frost Radiance Sect. With them as our backers…”
Ming Xu shared many insights, especially regarding the difficulty of reaching the Star-Breaking Realm. Despite all his years of effort, he had yet to break through.
The Armor One Sect had plenty of Star-Breaking Realm cultivators, but then again, they were Armor One Sect.
Most people in the Silver Radiance Empire had never even heard of the Armor One Sect.
Yet despite his mere Ten-Seal Cultivation, Ming Xu was the Head Guard—a testament to the empire’s relatively modest cultivation standards.
Of course, there were still mighty figures here.
“The Emperor is close to the Full Star Realm. Rumor has it her battle power exceeds thirty thousand. Yu Dong, on the other hand, is a true Full Star Realm cultivator, surpassing even the former War God, Xuan. But the most unfathomable of all is the Old General—he’s definitely a Full Star Realm powerhouse.”
Ming Xu sighed. “You and I are quite alike. I’m stuck without hope of advancement, and you… have no future.”
He chuckled. “Brother Wang, from now on, this Imperial Palace is in our hands.”
Wang Jie didn’t interrupt. Old men always spoke like this. But who said he had no future?
Having a Sealed Force didn’t mean he was doomed. It all depended on where his limits lay.
He had done his research—there had been Star-Breaking Realm and even Full Star Realm cultivators with Sealed Force before.
If he could reach the Full Star Realm, he could protect Blue Star.
After a long conversation, Wang Jie finally left the Imperial Palace. His next destination was one of the locations where Seven-Colored Flowers were said to grow.
There were over fifty such locations in the Silver Radiance Empire, as per Cheng Qian’s temporary findings.
Wang Jie arrived at one site, picked a flower, and gifted it to the nearest woman. Useless.
He moved to the next location, repeating the process.
Each time, he was met with failure, causing minor disturbances along the way—though all were swiftly handled.
By the time he had checked all fifty locations, he still had nothing.
Could the Seven-Colored Flower be an actual name rather than just a description?
But where would he even begin searching for it?
Wang Jie frowned in frustration. The sword tassels were another issue. More and more were delivered to Accompanying Lake Residence, but none worked.
Days passed. Then, a message from Jun Hua arrived—the Frost Radiance Sect disciples were about to arrive.
Wang Jie immediately returned, preparing himself for what was to come.
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