The Genesis

When Yang Feng realized that he could only absorb attribute-less energy, he frowned and called Cody.

"Why can't I absorb other energies?"

After a brief pause, Cody responded, "I shouldn't say this, but in apology for my prank, I will tell you."

Yang Feng raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Okay?"

He quickly corrected himself, realizing his tone had been suspicious, again. "Okay."

Cody ignored his wariness and asked, "Do you know what your cultivation technique really means?"

Yang Feng nodded. "Yes, it's based on the process of creating a universe, so I decided to call it—The Genesis."

Cody corrected him. "It's not based on the process of creation. It is The Process of Creating a Universe."

Yang Feng froze, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Does that mean, I will have a universe inside me." He asked in excitement.

Cody affirmed. "Yes"

Yang Feng then smiled like a fool, imagining his future.

Cody then continued, completely ignoring Yang Feng's silly smile, "Honestly, I didn't expect this. The trial you underwent wasn't an opportunity—it was simply a test."

She said softly. "What you've done is remarkable. You've taken that half-assed cultivation technique from an idiot and turned it into The Genesis."

(Elsewhere, in a certain palace, a man sneezed. Who is talking behind my back?)

Yang Feng's shock deepened. What he had believed to be an opportunity given by others was actually his own genius at work. His confidence surged, and his previous doubts faded.

Cody sighed in relief. Thank goodness he believed that.

She continued, "Now, since you are creating a universe, you must follow the steps."

"The spark in your navel is the crude form of a universe, but it lacks any attributes. That's why you can only absorb attribute-less energy for now."

"In addition Pearl also lack attributes—he only produce silk corresponding to the attributes of the food they consume."

Yang Feng's mind cleared as everything started to make sense.

After imagining his beautiful future he returned to his practice, feeling the bond between himself and Pearl strengthen with each cycle.

He practiced until morning...

His cultivation was interrupted when his mother opened the door.

She smiled at the sight of him deep in cultivation. Her son had resonated with such a powerful relic, yet he still cultivated so diligently.

Yang Feng glanced at the time—it was eight in the morning. He stretched and greeted his mother, "Good morning, Mom."

Zi Xuan smiled warmly. "Good morning. How was your cultivation?"

"It was good." Yang Feng replied with excitement in his voice.

"That's great to hear. Now go wash up. I'll make breakfast." She said, opening the fridge.

Yang Feng nodded and went toward the bathroom.

Zi Xuan called out after him, "Put something nice on. Lan'er, Bing Yan, and Mayuri will be coming today."

Yang Feng's expression brightened. "Really? Is Lan'er coming back?"

He ignored Bing Yan and Mayuri entirely.

Yang Lan, his twin sister, had been away since childhood due to a strange disease.

She was born half an hour after him, and though she usually visited once a year, her sickness had kept her from coming last year.

"Yes, and she resonated with a relic, too. As for the grade, she didn't even tell me." Zi Xuan added.

Yang Feng smiled, genuinely happy for his sister. Cody flew out, flipping a page, and threw out Pearl from its small world.

Yang Feng was stunned to see Cody acting on its own without his command. He paused for a moment, then shrugged, remembering Cody's uniqueness.

He picked up the pearl from the floor and glanced at his mom while giving Cody a side-eye. "I just hope her relic isn't something like Cody."

Cody immediately protested, "Mom, he's bullying me again!"

Yang Feng snorted. Cody always acts like an elder when she's with me, but when she's with Mom, she's like a helpless little girl. Hmph!

Zi Xuan chuckled at their antics and continued preparing breakfast.

Yang Feng placed Pearl on his bed and fed it some level 1 spirit mulberry leaves. The pearl devoured the food quickly, as if starving for an eternity.

Afterward, Yang Feng went to freshen up.

He changed into a black t-shirt and beige pants.

Breakfast wasn't ready yet, so he sat down and checked his messages on his advanced star watch. There was a message from Sheng Li, sent last night, which Yang Feng hadn't seen until now.

In three days, we will set out for Skyfire Beastmaster Institute. If you have any last tasks to complete, do so before then.

Yang Feng quickly replied, I don't have anything to do, so we can leave anytime.

He then started browsing the Beastmaster forum, a new feature designed for Beastmasters and Tamers. Think of it like Instagram for Beastmasters.

The forum was full of posts—some shared pictures of their pets, others streamed live battles, and some self-proclaimed scholars discussed pets in detail.

One video caught his eye. It showed a group of Beast Tamers fighting strange creatures with black patterns covering their bodies. He'd never seen anything like them before.

He considered asking his mother about it but thought better of it when he saw her cooking.

From the discussion in the comments, he learned that these creatures were called "Abyssal Creatures."

Another post featured a blue bird, its song fairy-like and mesmerizing.

As Yang Feng continued scrolling, the doorbell rang.

He stood up with a smile, knowing exactly who it was.

As he opened the door, Cody vanished from his thoughts.

Behind the door stood a girl in a red dress, almost an exact match to Yang Feng's features, though with a more feminine look. She was a half-head shorter than him.

She immediately hugged Yang Feng and kissed him on the cheek, smiling brightly. "Big Brother, I missed you so much."

Yang Feng returned the hug with a grin. "I missed you too, Little Lan."

After a moment, the two pulled away, and Yang Lan skipped into the house, heading straight for Zi Xuan like an eager little rabbit.

Yang Feng's attention shifted to the two women who had accompanied his sister.

On the left was a woman with icy blue hair and eyes, matching a necklace that gleamed coldly and wore an ice blue dress. Her oval face carried a cold expression.

She looked at Yang Feng and said in a neutral tone, "Hello, Feng. You've grown taller since I last saw you."

"Hello, Aunt Yan." Yang Feng greeted her politely, knowing full well that Aunt Yan's cold demeanor was unshakeable—except when it came to his mother.

On the right was a woman with black hair tied into a ponytail, Indian features, and a royal blue dress. She observed Yang Feng with a curious glint in her eye, holding Bing Yan's arm.

This was Mayuri, who had gone out to pick up Bing Yan and Yang Lan.

"She practically pestered your mother all morning before she was allowed to come," Zi Xuan teased from kitchen.

Mayuri grinned playfully and said, "Little Feng, aren't you going to greet your Aunt Mayuri?"

"Aunt Mayuri, you come every week. Do I still need to greet you?" Yang Feng replied, his voice filled with feigned helplessness.

Mayuri slapped him lightly on the back of the head, frowning in mock disapproval. "What's this? Now that you're a Beastmaster, you think you can ignore me?"

Yang Feng rubbed the back of his head and stepped aside. "Come in, both of you."