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Now that he was in Beltane, Lucian had absolutely no imdiate reason to rush back. Having finished his contractual obligations, the rest of the ti was his own. He attended the banquet purely for the food. Beltane might have been a tiny, insignificant country, but their local delicacies were phenonal. Once he had eaten his fill and had plenty to drink, he made his way back to the Spring of Life.
The Sli Armant encasing his body rippled before morphing into a rotund shape. Lucian stepped naked into the pool, letting out a contented sigh as the soothing currents washed over his skin.
"Even soone entirely healthy like can vividly feel this overwhelming life force," Lucian groaned in sheer comfort.
The most important part was how easily it could be converted. The mont the spring water made contact with his skin, minuscule amounts seeped through his pores, actively nourishing his flesh. Even the Sli Armant bobbing beside him narrowed its non-existent eyes in pure bliss. Compared to a human like Lucian, the Spring of Life was incredibly beneficial for an elental lifeform like the Sli Armant. If he just left it floating here, its level would probably surpass his own by tomorrow morning.
"Ti to get to work." After soaking for a few more minutes, Lucian refocused on his primary goal. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to subrge completely beneath the surface. "Divine Court."
The vibrant hues of his ntal landscape blossod within his mind's eye. Inside one of the isolated World Bubbles, a torrential flood of spring water began to cascade out of nowhere. Using his own physical body as the spatial anchor, Lucian aggressively siphoned the water directly into his World Bubble. Through a specialized spell array, he instantly converted the water into pure mana, forcefully injecting it to provide the necessary conceptual energy to solidify the World Bubble. It was the equivalent of directly buying pre-fired bricks to construct a house, entirely bypassing the grueling labor of molding the clay by hand.
As the World Bubble expanded rapidly, transmuting its virtual data into tangible, physical reality, Lucian finalized his decision to activate the Equation.
[Equation: The mass and quantity of the World Bubbles are equal to the strength and capacity of the Sea of Illusions.]
This rule effectively turned the World Bubbles into the load-bearing pillars of his Sea of Illusions, exponentially reinforcing the structural integrity of his entire ntal landscape. But this reinforcent wasn't free. Much like how establishing a rule still required magic to execute, the Equation was the fundantal law, but enforcing it still required massive amounts of raw energy to facilitate the conversion.
Using the Spring of Life to fuel the conversion process should work perfectly. Lucian established the rule and imdiately initialized the Equation. His physical body acted as a terrifying vortex, ravenously devouring the surrounding spring water. The water funneled into the Divine Court vanished in the blink of an eye, completely refined into the ethereal, dream-like power of his mind.
He had actually conceptualized this Equation a long ti ago. He just hadn't activated it for fear that the sheer energy demand would instantly drain him dry and shatter his mind. He initially planned to use the Magic Stones Alfia gave him as fuel if the spring water didn't work—she had, after all, paid him a billion Valis in dical fees. But seeing the Spring of Life firsthand, he realized it was infinitely superior to Magic Stones. Magic Stones were solid matter; the spring water was pure, liquid mana that diffused effortlessly.
The mont the Equation took effect, Lucian's ntal realm expanded explosively, transforming its conceptual frawork into substantial, tangible energy. Separating them was definitely the right call. As the absorption and consumption rates stabilized, Lucian allowed himself to relax. If he hadn't compartntalized his systems—if he had created an Equation that linked the expansion of his ntal realm directly to his physical brain, and then his soul, and then his physical body—the cascading chain reactions would have spawned endless terrifying complications. It was far more efficient and pure to sever the systems and handle them independently.
Thinking back, he rembered reading about cultivation systems specifically tailored to the mind in his past life. Most of the ti, those were rely Spirit Readers or telepaths. True ntal cultivation was infinitely more complex and esoteric. What Lucian was actively doing right now was essentially laying the foundation for a brand-new ntal cultivation system from scratch. He hadn't bothered developing offensive psychic attacks yet; his absolute priority was establishing a flawless foundational frawork and securing essential utility functions.
The World Bubbles and the ntal landscape are now perfectly fused. They rise and fall as one entity. Activating this Equation was the only way to genuinely realize his ultimate ambition—an act of true Genesis. And he wasn't just going to create a single, isolated world—he intended to engineer a sprawling, interconnected multiverse structure from absolute zero.
Once the Equation fully integrated and the Divine Court thoroughly materialized, Lucian turned his thoughts to his mapping system. How should he expand from here?
The Divine Court currently served as his residential hub, activity center, and primary transit station. It didn't need to be massive. At least for now, he had no intention of expanding its physical borders. However, he could absolutely leave coordinate markers scattered across reality, essentially turning the Divine Court into a universal 'respawn point' in case of sudden death.
"I can anchor a teleportation gate within the Divine Court. Stepping through the gate will instantly transport the user to any coordinate I've marked," Lucian mused.
On a smaller scale, he needed to mark coordinates across the 1st through 70th floors of the Dungeon, the Dragon Valley, the Great Tree Labyrinth, and other unexplored frontiers. Looking further ahead, projecting into the future, he planned to travel to entirely different worlds and mark critical landmarks there as well. When that ti ca, the Divine Court would beco an omniversal transit hub. This style of teleportation effectively ant stepping out of physical reality into the conceptual Divine Court housed within his mind, and then exiting back into reality at a different location. This thod would eventually allow him to grant others access to his fast-travel network.
The second major function involved generating entirely new World Bubbles—essentially creating standalone 'Instance Dungeons' or 'Secret Realms.' Right now, there was a World Map and an Instance Map. He obviously lacked the sheer cosmic power to forge a living, breathing planet, but he could absolutely design Instance Maps that operated like infinitely resetting video ga dungeons. These too required the teleportation gate to function as the entry point, aning he needed to construct a permanent gateway in the exact center of the Divine Court.
"I need to prioritize the weaponization of my Mind as well."
His Sea of Illusions was now directly supported by the physical mass of the World Bubbles. Its output was already monstrous. If he could successfully extract the unique psychic energy generated within his ntal realm, he could use it to power his Instance Maps or wield it independently in combat. It wouldn't just be another tool in his arsenal—it would instantly beco his absolute strongest weapon. Because fundantally, in terms of sheer conceptual mass and density, nothing in existence could outweigh the pressure of an entire world.
Especially since acquiring the Fla of Heaven. The divine fla was steadily replenishing the Sea of Illusions. Reaching the level of the gods wasn't just a pipe dream anymore. According to Hephaestus, both actual deities and Sub-Divine powers like the Fla of Heaven were functionally perpetual motion machines, capable of generating infinite energy. Eventually, he would use Rule Creation to safely splinter off sparks from the Fla of Heaven, nurturing and replicating them until he possessed an inexhaustible, limitless power grid.
Then he could create custom races like Shipgirls, or start absorbing inhabitants into the Divine Court to help him edit and manage his maps... The future was looking incredibly bright.
"Lord Lucian."
Lost in his grandiose plans, Lucian suddenly heard a timid voice calling out from the shore above. Extending his senses, he imdiately recognized the heterochromatic eyes and delicate deer antlers of the young girl, Talvi. He slowly floated upward, breaking the surface of the water.
Compared to his rather sickly, sub-optimal physique before his transmigration, his body was now defined by lean, sculpted muscle. His raw stats might not compare to a first-tier adventurer just yet, but in terms of pure aesthetics, he was flawlessly built. Bathed in the pale moonlight, Lucian's sudden ergence from the water instantly painted Talvi's cheeks a furious shade of crimson.
"Is there sothing you need?" Lucian asked, looking at her.
Hearing her use his na made it obvious—she had snuck out of the banquet specifically to find him in private.
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