Chapter 124

In the Ganwu Space, there was a luxurious villa sprawling across a vast area.

Wang Yi, who had been in the Secret Realm of Dry Witch for almost a month, sat in his study on the third floor, wearing a white robe. He looked shocked as he watched a video call.

In the video, his three wives huddled together, smiling as they delivered the surprising news to Wang Yi. Behind them, Liu Xiao bounced around, trying to get in front of the camera to be noticed by his father.

"..." Wang Yi stayed silent for a moment before taking a deep breath to calm himself.

After all, it wasn't his first time becoming a father—he was already experienced.

The child was four months along...

This time, there were five more...

Wang Yi glanced at the six boys on the screen opposite him. With these, he now had enough to form his own football team.

He felt a sense of pride. After all, fathering eleven children in just three years was no small contribution to his home planet's population, right?

But soon, worry set in. Wang Yi was in the Secret Realm of Dry Witch and couldn't return to Earth for a while. He could only watch his wives' bellies grow bigger through the screen, which made him feel restless, as if a cat were scratching at his heart.

The Secret Realm of Dry Witch had its own strict rules—once you entered, you couldn't leave at will.

But in his heart, Wang Yi longed to grow wings and fly back home.

"Master, five more young masters?" Black and White Panda, Bermuda, who was sitting on Wang Yi's shoulder, asked cautiously after the call ended.

"Yes, they're your younger siblings," Wang Yi said as he rubbed the creature's fluffy, round head.

"Oh." Bermuda bit its fingernails, and its two round eyes spun as if lost in thought.

Wang Yi checked the time, closed his laptop, and leaped off the third-floor balcony, flying toward a towering building in the distance.

"There's a fire-based class on the fusion of space and elemental laws starting soon."

Wang Yi noticed that other people were flying out of villas nearby in pairs or small groups, heading toward the same building. As he flew, he greeted familiar faces and joined them along the way.

His mind wandered to his future cultivation path.

He knew that spreading his focus too thin wouldn't be effective. For now, he decided to concentrate on mastering the "Yan Shenbing" technique, complemented by the "Ten Thousand Lines Flow" body technique. His main efforts would go into these two areas, and if time permitted, he would then focus on enhancing his swordsmanship, Mental attacks, and defensive skills.

In real combat, he aimed to fuse his comprehension of fire, space, and fields with his mental power weapon to maximize its power.

As for the Law of Time, despite his accelerated comprehension thanks to his enhanced talent, it was still extremely complex and profound. He had only just begun and couldn't yet grasp its true potential, let alone use it effectively.

For now, Wang Yi's main focus remained the "Yan Shenbing."

Yan Shenbing was a powerful mental weapon, created through the fusion of the fundamental laws of fire and space. It was one of the nine most renowned weapons in existence, and though the Law of Fire was relatively easy to comprehend, the Law of Space was far more challenging.

Fortunately, Wang Yi's understanding of the Law of Space was still developing, as he waited for his second clone to mature. He was still working on perfecting the first form of Yan Shenbing and hadn't yet progressed to the second.

Although Bermuda had provided Wang Yi with a customized training plan for the "Ten Thousand Lines Flow" body technique, Wang Yi had only just reached the level of producing a single illusion after so long. He had barely stepped into the "First Stream" realm.

The second level of "Ten Thousand Lines Flow," known as "Nine Lines Stream," required the practitioner to create nine distinct phantoms, each using a special technique. For Wang Yi, that was still a distant goal.

He was eagerly awaiting the maturation of his second clone.

Though the Flame Star Beast grew at an incredible speed, it would still take until around October 2062 for it to reach the Domain master level. Currently, it was May 2060, so he had more than a year to wait. Though he was impatient, Wang Yi had no choice but to be patient.

"However, the Secret Realm of Dry Witch truly lives up to its reputation as the strongest training ground in the Ganwu Universe. Even in the open classes, immortal gods give lectures and answer questions," Wang Yi thought as he landed at the front entrance of the grand building. Looking up at its towering height, he felt a deep sense of awe.

His rapid progress during this period was largely due to attending these open classes, where many of his cultivation questions had been answered.

The fact that immortal gods were willing to lecture a group of Stellar level students in person—what a privilege! Only a few powerful organizations in the entire Ganwu Universe could offer such high-caliber instruction.

"Wang Yi, you're here for Master Gu Luo's lecture as well?" A young man with a bald head, purple eyes, and blue scales on his face approached Wang Yi from behind and patted him on the shoulder.

"Gong Fu, you're here too," Wang Yi grinned.

Gong Fu was a super-genius from the Ganwu Universe, selected from his homeworld to join the Secret Realm, just like Wang Yi.

Though Gong Fu wasn't as talented as Wang Yi, he had worked his way through fierce competition to enter the elite training camp and eventually earn his place in the Secret Realm.

With a fiery temper and a friendly disposition, Gong Fu had a good Support with Wang Yi.

Like Wang Yi, Gong Fu also specialized in fire and space laws and was a mental force practitioner, so they had much in common.

The two of them talked and laughed as they made their way to the open class on the fifth floor.

Open classes weren't always taught by immortal gods. Sometimes, other highly skilled masters would give lectures, and the results were equally beneficial.

This time, however, the immortal god Gu Luo was giving a lecture. Wang Yi admired Gu Luo greatly, as he had perfectly mastered the laws of fire and space.

Listening to Gu Luo's teachings often sparked new insights for Wang Yi.

The lecture hall on the fifth floor was a massive, semicircular room with tiered seating, comparable to a football stadium. Already, many students had trickled in.

There were a thousand Stellar-level geniuses in the Secret Realm of Dry Witch, and many of them specialized in fire, so the classroom quickly filled with over a hundred students.

Wang Yi and Gongfu sat together, chatting about the recent happenings in the Secret Realm.

"Wang Yi, another baby on the way? Congratulations!" Gongfu exclaimed, surprised.

"Hehe..." Wang Yi couldn't help but grin as he thought of his children.

"The teacher is here."

"Teacher."

An invisible pressure filled the room.

Wang Yi and the others quickly stood up and respectfully saluted the towering figure who entered the classroom. The man had the head of a tiger, wore heavy armor resembling crocodile scales, and his eyes blazed like two fiery suns.

The class began, and Wang Yi listened intently.