At this stage, the terror of Basic Force gradually began to manifest.

    However, this is not the strongest realm of the Stacked Waves Strength...

    With a thought, Zhu Haomiao took stock of his greed coins and discovered that in the sacrificial ritual before returning, each sacrifice contributed three to five coins at least, and up to a dozen at most. Even after various refunds and expenditures, nearly a hundred coins remained!

    Unfortunately, such sacrificial rituals can''t be held too frequently; otherwise, once exposed, the whole world would become enemies!

    After all, the scenes from the sacrificial ritual are a bit too avant-garde for the aesthetics of people in this era...

    Sigh... The world sees only my sinister methods, not knowing that they come from my Buddha''s heart...

    Keeping those scumbags would only make the world''s grain expensive!

    I''m eliminating harm for the people!

    With a sigh of not being understood by the world, Zhu Haomiao casually made a grabbing gesture, and a heavy, dark book materialized instantly in his hand, opening automatically.

    The next second, a steady stream of greed coins fell from thin air, like a golden stream flowing from the void, gently landing on the pages of the Book of Black, creating ripples of law like water waves.

    After investing more than twenty greed coins, the records on the Book of Black began to change.

    Stacked Waves Strength: LV.5 (Great Success·Bottleneck)

    The next moment, decades of virtual memories flooded his mind like a deluge, Zhu Haomiao''s pupils slowly dilated, staring blankly into space, standing motionless.

    It took over ten minutes for the vast memory to gradually be classified and digested. Zhu Haomiao regained his senses, rubbed his temples, and exhaled a long breath of foul air.

    The difficulty of Basic Force increases exponentially with each layer. The deeper the high realm, the more it tests talent and comprehension.

    With my Mortal Destiny and average comprehension, without greed''s Krypton Gold, without Sloth''s Pupation, any random cultivation technique might take a lifetime of effort to study and cultivate...

    Fortunately...

    Looking at the ancient, mysterious Book of Black in his palm, Zhu Haomiao allowed a smile of comfort to form.

    Pa~

    His five fingers closed, and the open Book of Black instantly shut, transforming into a stream of light that absorbed into his palm.

    Stretching lazily, Zhu Haomiao did not rush to enter pupation again to break through the sixth layer of Stacked Waves Strength but instead assessed his current state.

    God: 12 (6) ↑

    Dexterity: 14 (5) ↑

    Strength: 16 (13) ↑

    Essence: 16 (5) ↑

    Qi: 15 (9) ↑

    Body: 16 (7) ↑

    During the time of my return, the six-dimensional attributes all digested two points, but as Stacked Waves Strength broke through the fifth layer, the accumulated attribute rose again.

    The digestion doesn''t catch up with the pace of growth; it''s really annoying...

    Pressing his lips together, Zhu Haomiao, in a somewhat Versailles manner, sighed, suddenly feeling a wriggle in his pocket.

    Out of habit, he pulled out a snow-white marten from his pocket. The curve of the youth''s lips slowly disappeared, and he found himself locking eyes, big and small, with the pet who had just woken up.

    "Ji~~"

    Diao Chan yawned, licked its little mouth, and curiously looked around.

    On the other side, Zhu Haomiao thought carefully, analyzing seriously, his handsome features gradually furrowing.

    No... how did you come too?

    Even if entering the Illusion Realm through the same Gate, you should have descended elsewhere!!

    Unless there''s some kind of binding linkage with a True Object...

    Stroking the pet''s fur, rubbing its little belly, feeling the unreal softness and fluffiness, Zhu Haomiao dismissed the idea that he was hallucinating.

    But no matter how much he racked his brain, he couldn''t understand how Diao Chan ended up in the Illusion Realm with him.

    "Ji~"

    However, the carefree little silly marten didn''t have so many worries, jumping out of the youth''s arms and darting around the room like a streak of pure white lightning, sniffing here and scratching there.

    Noticing Diao Chan''s strength and speed were much greater than in reality, Zhu Haomiao thoughtfully squinted his eyes and beckoned to it.

    "Come here~"

    "Ji~"

    In a flash, the marten scampered onto the youth''s shoulder, licking his cheek and skillfully burrowing into his jacket, only leaving its little head out to keep a wary eye on the surroundings.

    "Although death in the Illusion Realm isn''t real, you should still be cautious, don''t show your head casually, or you''ll be done instantly!"

    "Ji?"

    Using his chin to nudge the pet''s head back into his clothes, Zhu Haomiao sorted out his emotions, opened the heavy bronze gate.

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    The complex mechanism''s operation sounded, heavy bangs reverberating through the deep, dark tunnel, layers of distant and deep echoes overlapping with a hint of eerie sinister, as if the Gate of Hell was slowly opening.

    Traversing the dark, complex labyrinth, Zhu Haomiao exited his "sleeping tomb" from a concealed exit, heading straight to Xinghua House inside Shanghai.

    After this period of deep sleep, the stock in his stomach had been completely digested, urgently needing nutritional replenishment.

    After dozens of minutes, the youth arrived familiarly at Xinghua House, noticed by the waiter from afar at the entrance.

    "Honored guest at the door, Mr. Zhu, it''s been a long time since you visited, please come in! Please enter!"

    Nodding and bowing as he led Zhu Haomiao inside, the waiter was about to take him to a private room upstairs when he suddenly noticed the youth stopping and looking toward a certain direction in the hall.

    At the end of Zhu Haomiao''s gaze, several spirited young men and women were chatting and laughing, and memories of his first arrival in Shanghai surged into his mind.

    "Brother Rong!"

    An Rong, who was drinking, paused, looking at the handsome youth before him, slowly furrowing his brows, glancing him up and down, and not very confidently tentatively asked.

    "Little Zhu?"

    Zhu Haomiao smiled and nodded. "It''s only been a little over a year, and you don''t recognize me?"

    An Rong slowly widened his eyes: "Damn, did you go get cosmetic surgery?!"

    Only then did several of An Rong''s friends recognize this Black Iron novice they had met a year ago and warmly invited him to join them.

    "Damn, you''ve changed so much; if you hadn''t greeted us first, I wouldn''t have recognized you!"

    Pulling Zhu Haomiao to sit beside him, An Rong looked him up and down, clicking his tongue in amazement.

    He still remembered that a year ago, this kid''s looks were at best handsome...

    But now, he looked like a protagonist straight out of a comic book, so stunningly handsome it was as if he had turned on a beauty filter, perfect to the point of being a bit unreal!

    At this moment, one of the friends at the table suddenly noticed the Dragon Emblem on Zhu Haomiao''s chest, and his eyebrows jumped.

    "Brother! You''ve advanced to Silver?!"

    With his mention, everyone noticed the Silver Dragon Badge on Zhu Haomiao''s chest, exchanging shocked looks and whispering in voices as soft as a mosquito''s.

    "If I remember correctly, a year ago, he was still Black Iron..."

    "Back then, I thought he might be a second-generation just gilding..."