novelhk Chapter 365 Searching for the Little Fairy 3
Chapter 365 Searching for the Little Fairy 3
"Wait, Master!" Little 9 suddenly exclaimed, "We've received a forced guidance signal from the core of the Hall of Mysteries! Priority... highest!"
Before he could finish speaking, the scene before Yuan Bao's eyes instantly distorted.
The familiar starry dome and the suspended sphere of knowledge reappeared—she had been forcibly pulled into the Hall of Profound Truth!
But this time, the atmosphere was completely different.
It is no longer the tranquility of free exploration, but a solemn sense of urgency.
In the center of the hall, that grand yet icy voice resounded directly in her consciousness:
[Detected: The bound user, Yuan Bao, intends to undertake a high-risk, long-distance traversal of unknown dimensions.]
[In accordance with the core agreement's 'Guardian Responsibility Clause,' the 'Space Walker' qualification certification process is forcibly activated.]
[Certification Requirements: Within 72 standard hours (game time), comprehend and master the first three stages of the profound-level spatial technique "Weaving the Void," and pass the corresponding assessment.]
[Consequences of failure: Spatial coordinate locking fails, target plane is permanently lost, and authentication qualification is frozen.]
[Authentication... Begins!]
An ancient scroll woven from countless starlight threads appeared out of thin air before Yuan Bao and slowly unfurled.
At the same time, a huge, phantom-like countdown hourglass floated above her head, and the grains of sand began to fall silently—72 hours!
"72 hours? To comprehend the first three stages of the profound technique?" Even with Yuan Bao's resolute will, he felt immense pressure at this moment.
The profound level of the cultivation technique contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth in each stage, making it extremely profound.
In the past, she had to study the secondary profound mysteries diligently, let alone directly comprehend the first three stages of the core profound mysteries.
This is an almost impossible task!
"Master! Time is running out!" Little 9 cried out anxiously, spinning in the air. "The energy at that sprite's coordinates is rapidly decreasing! We must hurry!"
Yuan Bao took a deep breath, and the shock in his eyes quickly transformed into unwavering focus and determination.
Pressure? Challenges? She's long been accustomed to breaking through in dire situations!
For that little figure who broke her promise, for that "wait for me," nothing is impossible!
"Xiao 9, assist in analysis! Establish the optimal learning model! All computing power, concentrate!" Yuan Bao sat down cross-legged, his mind instantly sinking into the starlight scroll.
"Weaving the Void" - This profound meaning is not about brute force breaking through the void, but about using the mind as a shuttle and energy as threads to perceive, weave, and guide the inherent structure of space itself.
The first stage, "Sensing Emptiness," requires practitioners to abandon all sensory distractions and use only their spiritual senses to perceive the most subtle ripples and folds in space.
This requires an abnormal level of precision in controlling one's mental energy.
Yuan Bao closed his eyes and concentrated, pushing his 400-point maximum mental attribute to its limit.
Consciousness is like the most sensitive spider web, extending infinitely in all directions.
At first, she could only "hear" the buzzing in the background of the space, a chaotic mess. Time passed second by second, the hourglass relentlessly.
Sweat soaked her forehead.
“Discard sight, discard hearing, discard touch… Space is a flowing symphony, a folded scroll…” Yuan Bao silently recited in his heart, forcibly stripping away all external senses and immersing his entire mind in that invisible “field.”
Finally, at a certain critical point, the chaotic buzzing began to differentiate, and she "saw" it!
Space is no longer nothingness, but a vast network composed of countless fine, rhythmic, and interwoven energy threads!
She successfully entered the realm of "perceiving emptiness"!
[First stage 'Sensing Space' achieved. Assessment: Stably perceive and mark three random spatial nodes within a chaotic energy field.]
The scene shifted, and Yuan Bao found himself in a raging torrent of energy, where space twisted and tore apart, and storms howled.
She immediately activated the "Sensing Space" realm, her powerful mental energy piercing through the chaos, like precisely catching three swimming fish in a raging storm, instantly locking onto three relatively stable spatial nodes.
Passed the assessment!
Before I could catch my breath, the content of the second stage, "weaving," flooded my mind.
This requires highly refining one's own energy to simulate the characteristics of spatial threads, attempting to touch, connect, and even weave those perceived spatial veins.
This step is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, the energy will get out of control and cause a spatial backlash, which will result in serious injury or being torn apart by the spatial turbulence.
Yuan Bao mobilized his vast internal energy and spiritual power, carefully drawing out a strand and, following the guidance of the profound principles, mimicking the frequency of the spatial threads.
Failure, collapse! Try again, collapse again! Every failure brings a stinging pain.
The hourglass is nearly half empty!
“Frequency…resonance…not imitation, but integration!” A flash of inspiration struck Yuan Bao, and he stopped forcibly changing his own energy. Instead, he guided it to conform to and fit into the natural spatial patterns.
Like a drop of water merging into a stream, this time, her energy threads successfully "connected" to a spatial network, swaying gently with its rhythm.
Starting from this point, she began to try to weave more complex structures—a simple spatial stability anchor point.
[Second stage 'Weaving' achieved. Assessment: Construct a temporary spatial passage large enough to support your passage through the edge of the fractured space.]
Before them lay a shattered spatial cliff, ravaged by raging void energy.
Yuan Baoxin remained calm, his hands held out in front of his chest, his ten fingers fluttering like butterflies among flowers.
Pure energy flowed from the fingertips, no longer a brute force, but like the most skillful weaver, swiftly capturing, connecting, and weaving the relatively stable fragments of space around them.
An energy tunnel, barely wide enough for one person to pass through and flickering with an unstable light, is struggling to take shape on the verge of collapse.
Without hesitation, she stepped inside!
The passageway crumbled behind her, but she passed through safely! She passed the test!
The hourglass is down to its last one-sixth! The third stage, "Guidance," is emerging—this involves anchoring and guiding spatial coordinates, and is the core of effective spatial traversal! It requires the perfect combination of the abilities of the first two stages, using oneself as the origin, accurately perceiving distant coordinates, and weaving a stable "Guidance Line" to achieve long-distance projection of intention and energy.
Exhaustion washed over her like a tidal wave, and the immense drain on her mental energy caused her vision to blur.
But the little elf's pure emerald eyes and that urgent "call from home" were crystal clear in her mind, becoming the strength that supported her to continue forward.
“The coordinates… are right there!” Yuan Bao locked onto the faint and chaotic coordinate signal provided by Xiao 9, which came from that distant plane.
She closed her eyes, maximizing her "sense of emptiness," and painstakingly captured that unique energy fluctuation, penetrating endless spatial barriers.
At the same time, the power of "weaving" was activated. With herself as the core, she refined her vast spiritual power and energy into a silver-blue thread that was thinner than a strand of hair but incredibly strong. Following the trajectory she sensed, she crossed dimensions and resolutely "threw" it toward that unknown plane!
This is a race between will and time!
Her spiritual power was burning fiercely, maintaining this "guiding line" that traversed countless spatial barriers. The hourglass was nearly empty!
Just as the last grain of sand was about to fall!
[Third-stage 'Return Attempt' Achieved! Spatial Coordinates 'Crystal Song Forest' Stably Anchored!]
A cold voice rang out from the Hall of Mysteries, carrying a hint of barely perceptible approval.
The hourglass phantom above Yuan Bao's head vanished with a bang.
The starlight scroll transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into her brow, and the vast and profound knowledge completely merged into her soul.
The first three stages of "Weaving the Void" are complete!
A strong sense of weakness washed over him, but Yuan Bao's eyes shone like stars, filled with a soaring fighting spirit.
She succeeded!
She completed the rigorous certification of the Hall of Mystic Arts within an impossible time limit!
"Little 9!" Yuan Bao's voice carried a hint of weariness, yet was incredibly resolute. "Lock onto the coordinates of 'Crystal Song Forest'! Initiate spatial jump! Objective—bring back our Guardian Spirit!"
"Yes, my lord!" Little 9's voice was filled with excitement and confidence. "The 'Weaving the Void' spatial passage is under construction... Energy injection... Passage stable! My lord, let's go!"
Without hesitation, Yuan Bao stepped into the spatial vortex in front of him, which was woven from the profound meaning of "Weaving the Void" and emitted a stable silver-blue light.
The moment the figure disappeared, she seemed to hear that ethereal call again, only this time, the call seemed to be mixed with a deep lament and despair.
The space passageway is filled with dazzling lights, and the laws of time and space become blurred here.
Thanks to the mysteries of "Weaving the Void," Yuan Baoneng was able to clearly perceive the stability of the passage and the coordinates of the distant plane called "Crystal Song Forest."
The chaotic energy fluctuations were now perceived more clearly, like the heartbeat of a dying creature.
I don't know how much time passed; it might have been a moment, or it might have been a long time.
The light at the end of the passage suddenly changed!
Yuan Bao took a step forward, his feet firmly planted on the ground (if that could still be called "ground").
The scene before her eyes shocked her, and she instantly understood why the little fairy had disappeared and why the energy was so chaotic and hopeless!
This is not the fairyland you might imagine.
The sky was a fragmented, dark purple, riddled with spiderweb-like spatial cracks from which a dark, light-devouring substance constantly seeped and dripped.
The earth was parched and cracked, presenting a sickly gray and desolate appearance; any vegetation that might have once existed had long since turned into withered, black remains.
The air was filled with a sense of decay and a kind of "decay" that stung the soul.
In the distance, several twisted crystal peaks stand lonely, mostly incomplete, emitting a faint and painful light.
Dead silence.
A lifeless, deathly silence.
Is this the homeland of the fairies?
The "Crystal Forest" that called her back?
With each step, the crystal clusters beneath his feet shattered under the weight.
The sound was faint and continuous, like countless creatures groaning in despair beneath one's feet.
The dark purple energy flow in the air was like a living venomous snake, carrying a sticky malice, constantly crashing into and eroding the pale golden shield flowing around Yuan Bao's body, emitting a teeth-grinding "hissing" sound. With each impact, the light of the shield dimmed imperceptibly by a fraction.
Xiao 9's voice carried strong interference noise in Yuan Bao's consciousness, like a radio with a poor signal: "Shield energy consumption...45%...continuously accelerating! Core area spatial distortion...severe! Interference source...locked! It's...that shadow energy...source!"
Yuan Bao's gaze was like a sharp sword piercing through the fog, firmly locking onto that faint yet incredibly pure silver-blue light deep within the core area.
Like the only lighthouse that never went out on the stormy night, it stubbornly shone amidst the overwhelming dark purple filth.
As she went deeper, the outline of the light seemed to expand slightly in her field of vision, no longer an imperceptible point, but... a flickering flame.
The "ground" beneath our feet has become more fragile.
The enormous cracks spread out like a spider web, their depths unfathomable, with black, charred slag remaining at their edges, a result of rapid erosion.
Some broken, massive crystal pillars were obliquely inserted into the murky energy flow, their surfaces covered with honeycomb-like holes, exuding an aura of decay.
In addition to the nauseating, putrid stench of energy, there was another indescribable...sound in the air.