The violet beams of the Reality-Eraser were still flickering, dying out like a spent candle as they fed the streetlights of Hanhai City. I stood at the obsidian pillar, my fingers dancing across the Blueprint of the System. The starlight robes felt heavy, pulsing with the raw data of a trillion lives. "Ming, the Void Collector is moving!" Su Qinghe shouted, her voice cracked with terror. "It’s not just watching anymore. It’s inhaling the energy residue. If it reaches the Vault—""It won't," I snapped. I wasn't looking at the monster. I was looking at the code. "Zhang Wei, come here. Look at these hull signatures on the Nine Multiverse ships. Tell me what you see."The old mentor scrambled over, his eyes squinting at the shimmering projections. "That... that’s not standard alloy. That’s condensed Void-Matter. Qin Ming, no one has the refinery capacity to build a fleet that size. Not even the Great Nine.""Exactly," I said, a grin tugging at the corners of my mouth. "They didn't build

The bridge of the Heavenly Decree smelled like ozone, burnt copper, and the lingering sweat of a thousand terrified crew members. Long Wei was still shivering in his thermal underwear, looking less like a Grand Admiral and more like a drowned rat. The Chief Liquidator stood by the ink-shattered viewport, his briefcase of bone clicking softly as he waited for my command to harvest.But then, the air didn't just ripple—it sang.A fragrance hit the room, thick enough to choke on. It was lilies, jasmine, and something that smelled like ancient, expensive incense. A portal of spinning sapphire light tore open right in the center of the bridge, and out stepped a woman who made every holographic star on the ship look like a dim candle.This was Zhao luo—the Goddess of the Second Multiverse and the true master behind the Diamond Sect. Her dress was made of literal moonlight, flowing as if she were underwater. Her skin didn’t just glow; it pulsed with a "Divine Aura" that hit the bridge crew

The bridge was a graveyard of digital debris. My double—the man with my face and eyes full of rot—stood there, mocking the very air I breathed. Outside, the Repo-Drones had frozen. The planets they were towing drifted aimlessly, caught in a gravitational limbo because the "Debt" had just overridden my "Ownership.""You think you’re so smart, Qin Ming," my double said, his voice grating like metal on bone. "You think you found the ultimate power in the 13th Vault. But did you ever ask yourself why the numbering stopped at thirteen?"I gripped the dragon-bone key until my knuckles turned white. "Su, scan the sector. Now! Find the source of his override signal!"Su Qinghe was frantic, her fingers blurring over the holographic interface. "Ming, I’m trying! But the data is coming from inside the System’s core. It’s not an external hack. It’s a native command. There’s a ghost in the machine!""It’s not a ghost, little clerk," the double sneered, glancing at Su. "It’s a hidden ledger."I ste

The gold light didn't just blind me; it re-stitched my soul. My eyes snapped open, and the white mist of the 14th Vault shattered like glass. I wasn't kneeling anymore. I was standing, and the air around me was vibrating with a frequency so high it turned the remaining shadows into ash."Ming! You're... you're glowing!" Su Qinghe’s voice came through the comms, half-screaming, half-crying. "I'm not just glowing, Su," I said, my voice sounding like grinding tectonic plates. "I'm solvent."But the victory felt short-lived. The bridge of the Heavenly Decree groaned as the black lightning didn't just pulse—it solidified. The skeletal hand that had been clawing at the ship’s hull was pushed aside by something far worse. A figure stepped through the tear in reality, walking onto the bridge with a stride that made the very concept of "Value" feel like a joke.He wasn't a man. He was a walking void, wrapped in a robe of "Negative Interest." Where he stepped, the floor didn't just rot; it cea

The judgment beam was still vibrating in my chest, a hot, white needle of pure logic trying to dismantle my atoms. The System was screaming "Debtor," but I wasn't listening to the machine anymore. I looked at the black dragon-bone key, felt the weight of my mother’s soul finally breathing free in the 14th Vault, and I slammed my fist onto the console."System, shut up!" I roared. "Re-classify the 'Mother's Life' debt as a 'Founder's Grant.' Authorization: Qin Ming, the Final Authority!"The bridge groaned. The white beam flickered, struggled against my will, and then snapped. The red warnings turned a calm, subservient gold. [NOTIFICATION: DEBT RE-CLASSIFIED.][VERDICT: SOVEREIGN STATUS CONFIRMED.][KARMIC BALANCE: INFINITE.]I sank into my throne, the adrenaline leaving me in a cold wave. The merger was finished. The Dragon-Vault Empire sat in the center of the void like a perfect diamond. The Nine Multiverses were gone, replaced by a single, streamlined machine of progress."Is it