This was precisely the Martial Dao Qin Feng pursued.
"This is it."
[Level 6 Killing Technique, *Star Shatter*: Cultivation Prerequisite: Spiritual Power Index of 100. Exchange Price: 50,000 Contribution Points.]
Qin Feng glanced at his Spiritual Power Index. After a year of pursuit and refinement, his Spiritual Power had steadily increased through constant combat application, quietly reaching 95.
He wasn’t far from the 100-point mark.
"Exchange."
Without the slightest hesitation, he confirmed the command.
[Exchange successful. 50,000 Contribution Points have been deducted.]
A massive torrent of information was downloaded into Qin Feng’s Subspace Network: the cultivation methods for *Star Shatter*, construction diagrams for Spiritual Power-Spiritual Energy aggregation modules, and cultivation insights left behind by generations of powerful experts.
This killing technique required the cultivator to, in the instant they attacked, divide their Mental Power into one hundred separate strands. They had to simultaneously control one hundred Spiritual Power-Spiritual Energy aggregation modules, each one more precise and complex than those of a Fifth Level Killing Technique!
Its difficulty was several times greater than that of the Fifth Level Killing Technique, *Hundred Barges Struggle Stream*!
One Heart, One Hundred Uses!
’I still have over twenty-eight thousand Contribution Points left...’
Qin Feng thought for a moment, then issued another command: "Exchange for a ’Phantom-III’ single-person Stealth Assault Ship."
The pirate ship he was currently piloting had ferocious firepower, but it was too big a target and its stealth capabilities were abysmal.
The Phantom-III, on the other hand, possessed top-tier stealth and maneuverability, making it far more suitable for his upcoming solo operations.
As for level-nine weapons and power armor, he couldn’t afford them yet.
Besides, Qin Feng felt that the gear he’d looted so far worked well enough.
The new Long Spear in his hand, for instance, was a trophy seized from that "Skull Breaker."
It was forged entirely from grade-eight Meteorite Iron. While it lacked any Spiritual Energy Amplification modules, it was exceptionally sturdy and could just barely withstand the full force of his current power.
’It’s good enough for now.’
’Once I reach a basic mastery of the Level 6 Killing Technique, that combined with my current physical strength should be enough to finish Shi Dang for good.’
’His Chaos Secret Skills and life-saving trump cards must be nearly exhausted after this past year of being hunted.’
A cold, murderous glint flashed in Qin Feng’s eyes.
It was time to put an end to this feud.
...
Far away, at Cannan Star Martial Arts University, within the Martial Immortal District, lay a bamboo forest so tranquil it seemed to have stood unchanged since time immemorial.
Yu Han sat quietly at the stone table as always, sipping fragrant tea.
Before him, a massive holographic projection silently displayed a chase unfolding in the depths of the cosmos.
On one side of the image was Qin Feng, piloting a Marauder-class Cruiser and laying down suppressing fire on a battered Chaos Spaceship that was desperately trying to escape.
Another person stood silently beside Yu Han.
He had a tall, straight posture and a calm, composed aura. It was Feng Zhiyu, one of the top geniuses of the Fearless Warband, the very same one who had made a bet with Yu Han all those years ago.
"It’s been less than twenty years since Qin Feng left Canaan."
Yu Han set down his teacup with a smile of admiration. "It looks like he’s about to kill Shi Dang with his own hands."
Feng Zhiyu nodded silently. His eyes, usually brimming with confidence and pride, now held a complex and hard-to-define admiration.
"I never thought he could actually do it."
Feng Zhiyu said, "The crucial thing is that even with his life force index increasing at such a terrifying rate, his Slaughter Realm hasn’t fallen too far behind.
In less than twenty years, his life force has reached the ’Fourth Great Limit’, and he’s also mastered two Fourth-level Killing Techniques and one Fifth Level Killing Technique, all at the Control Realm...
Such a rate of progress... he’s truly a Demon."
"In the blink of an eye, he’s almost caught up to me," he added with a self-deprecating laugh. "Is this the terrifying advantage of having Top-grade Primordial Acupoints, combined with the legendary physical potential of a Starry Sky Giant Beast?"
"However,"
His tone shifted. "But once someone ascends to become a Planet-level Life Form, everyone is back at a new starting line.
The road ahead is long. It’s too early to say who will ultimately go farther."
Yu Han smiled at his words.
"The future probably won’t be much different."
He said, his words carrying a deeper meaning, "After all, his aptitude is plain to see. A foundation can be built with resources, but the speed at which one comprehends killing techniques is a measure of true, innate talent."
"Yes, his speed of comprehending killing techniques is indeed astonishing."
Feng Zhiyu nodded in deep agreement and gave a slight bow to Yu Han.
"Teacher, I have lost our bet."
"Shi Dang’s days are numbered. I... am applying to graduate."
Yu Han asked, "What are your plans now?"
"I plan to depart immediately to participate in the upcoming Cosmic Genius Battle."
Feng Zhiyu’s gaze became incredibly determined. "I need more battles, stronger opponents, to improve my cultivation and my power.
My goal is to join the reserves of the Ultramarines Chapter and then enter the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races!"
He raised his head to look Yu Han straight in the eye and said in a heavy tone, "I said I would follow him as part of our bet.
But following him doesn’t mean standing still and waiting.
I have to go and improve my own strength first!
In the future, if his strength stagnates and falls behind mine, I will consider the debt from this bet paid by saving his life once!
But if he remains as he is now, still that peerless Demon... then I, Feng Zhiyu, will willingly fight for him for the rest of my life!"
Yu Han looked at him, smiled, and shook his head, saying nothing more.
For some things, a simple hint was enough.
After Feng Zhiyu’s figure vanished at the far end of the bamboo forest, another graceful figure emerged from its depths.
It was Feng Zhiyu’s elder, Yue Hong.
"They are peerless geniuses of the same generation, after all. You can’t grind the pride from their bones. And that’s a good thing."
Her voice was gentle and wise. "Using this bet to help him form a good relationship with Qin Feng, to forge a positive bond, is more than enough."
"Yes, that’s true."
Yu Han nodded and slowly rose to his feet.
He stretched languidly, and a terrifyingly sharp glint erupted from his usually lazy-looking eyes.
"It’s time for me to go, too."
Yue Hong paused, slightly taken aback. "Back to your company?"
"Yes."
A murderous smile spread across Yu Han’s face. "I’ve been wandering for so many years, and the verdict from the high Judicial Court has finally come down. It’s time to go back and slaughter those damned fiends!"
"That kid, Qin Feng, went back to his home planet, laid low for over a decade, and has come back even sharper.
As his teacher, I haven’t slacked off on my own cultivation all these years either! It’s about time I went to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races to test my mettle!"