Lord of the Universe

Ch.9 -

Wang Chen was once a man from Earth who died in an accident and was reincarnated as the young master of the Wang Family.

Now, the Wang Family had been destroyed, leaving him as the sole surviving member. At present, he was being trained by his master, Ling Zhizun.

Ling Zhizun was once a cultivator from the Immortal Realm. He had been betrayed by his closest friend, who coveted a treasure he possessed. As a result, Ling Zhizun fell into the mortal world in a near-death state. The deep abyss into which Wang Chen had fallen was formed precisely because Ling Zhizun had crashed down there.

Before death claimed him, Ling Zhizun used his final strength to create this inheritance land and forged many black rings, which he scattered randomly across various places. Each ring could detect natural Runes within a person’s body and could also be used as a communication tool.

Yes, the voice Wang Chen had heard through the black ring was a transmigrated voice, originating from Ling Zhizun’s soul within this inheritance land—a place he could not leave.

After a long passage of time, Ling Zhizun finally found someone worthy of becoming his successor: Wang Chen.

After Wang Chen fell into the abyss and resolved to become stronger, Ling Zhizun examined his disciple’s body and discovered that the Runes within Wang Chen were engraved directly into his bones.

There were five Runes in total, each representing a different element: earth, water, lightning, wind, and fire. All the Runes were engraved on Wang Chen's spine, allowing him to use the Runes' power to the fullest throughout his body.

However, aside from these five Runes, Ling Zhizun also discovered something else intriguing within Wang Chen’s body.

Ling Zhizun began teaching Wang Chen the fundamentals of Runes—how to create them and how to use their power. Because Wang Chen possessed exceptional talent in this area, he grasped everything with ease.

Only after Wang Chen understood the basics did Ling Zhizun teach him how to control the Runes within his body so they would not continuously absorb energy. It was only then that Wang Chen officially began cultivating.

Ling Zhizun had stored vast resources in this place, and many herbs grew here as well, nurtured by the Runes he had set up throughout the area.

Using these resources, Wang Chen cultivated rapidly. Soon, he reached the initial level of cultivation: the early stage of Qi Refinement. At that moment, Wang Chen could finally feel the flow of Qi within his body—something that, in his previous life, he could only ever imagine.

Wang Chen trained diligently, cultivating, practicing combat techniques, and honing his ability to create Runes.

At the most basic level, Runes were typically used only to engrave weapons or various objects. Objects engraved with Runes were called artifacts.

However, Runes could also be used directly in combat, either through Rune papers or by forming Runes on the spot.

Rune paper was a special type of paper inscribed with Rune symbols, containing stored power based on the Rune drawn upon it.

Just like now, Wang Chen stood fifty meters away from a massive boulder. He took out a Rune paper he had created and threw it forward.

The Rune activated, releasing flames as the paper burned away. The fire surged larger and larger before crashing into the boulder.

*Boom!

The boulder shattered into countless fragments.

"Good. The power of the fire Rune you created has grown stronger," Ling Zhizun said, nodding in satisfaction at his disciple’s progress. "You’re developing very quickly. This is still within my expectations."

"Thank you, Master," Wang Chen replied with a smile upon hearing the praise.

Their training continued. With each passing day, Wang Chen trained harder and harder, often refusing to rest. Ling Zhizun advised him that rest was essential—if the body was pushed too far, it would only be damaged, rendering all training meaningless.

Because of this, Wang Chen gradually relaxed. He realized his mistake in being overly impatient to leave and rescue Qiao Yue. Although he carried a heavy burden, he had no idea where Qiao Yue was. In a world this vast, searching for a single person was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

If only this world had social media, it would surely be much easier. Unfortunately, it did not.

Days passed, months turned into years, and before he knew it, three years had flown by.

Wang Chen was now eighteen years old. His appearance had become fully mature, with long hair, a well-trained body, and clearly defined muscles, eight-pack abs visible on his abdomen.

He had now reached the early stage of the Martial Spirit Realm, a level of cultivation that had already surpassed his father’s.

If Wang Chen had been able to cultivate from the very beginning, his talent would have shocked the city—no, even the entire Empire. After all, in the Cloud Empire, there had never been anyone who reached the Martial Spirit Realm at the age of eighteen.