With the conversation over, Grey stepped forward and opened the first box.
To his surprise, it was filled with pills.
Pills he had never seen before.
[Your comprehension defies the heavens. By observing the three-star Body Refinent Pill, you have gained insight into its structure.]
[Your comprehension defies the heavens. By observing the three-star Core Refinent Pill, you have gained insight into its effects.]
Streams of insight surged into his mind one after another.
Slower than usual.
That alone told him sothing.
These were three-star alchemical products.
Speaking of alchemy, Grey had always wanted to learn it properly. He simply never had the ti. Once all of this was settled, he would dedicate himself to it and beco a true master alchemist.
Concocting pills personally sounded far too tempting.
The Core Refinent Pill was especially complex. From his initial comprehension alone, he roughly understood its function.
It refined the core and reinforced it simultaneously.
In the long run, it would only benefit him.
Not only did it strengthen the core itself, it enhanced everything connected to it. That ant the body would also be refined indirectly, recalibrating one’s power structure to an entirely new level.
There was also the 2-star body refinent pill, it could refine the body like how the core was refined by the core refinent pill, it could definitely make him physically stronger if he had taken it.
Unfortunately, he never had the opportunity.
That would change.
He would find a recipe, comprehend it fully, and then improve it.
With that settled, Grey casually handed a bottle of refinent pills to Lin Fang. There were ten pills in total.
He kept nine.
"I have a family to feed," Grey said blankly.
"Uh-huh..." Lin Fang nodded, his lips twitching.
The next box opened.
Inside were battle techniques.
Grey pulled them out one by one.
Myriad Abyssal Fist.
Abyssal Cannon.
Disordered Explosion.
Abyssal Killing Lotus.
And many more.
Grey licked his lips.
Without hesitation, he swept all of them into his storage.
He glanced at Lin Fang.
"These are abyssal techniques. I’m confiscating them."
"But Big Bro Grey," Lin Fang said bitterly, "those would be useful to . I’m half an abyssal being."
"Don’t care," Grey replied without looking back. "I don’t like abyssal beings. I’ll destroy them later."
[Tch. You’re really stingy.]
"What was that?" Grey glanced toward the floating window. "Oh? You side with the abyss now? No wonder you call yourself a villain system."
[...]
The system fell silent.
It had montarily forgotten Grey could hear it now.
Grey moved on and opened the next box.
Light burst out.
A scroll slowly floated into the air.
On it were written the words:
Abyssal Transformation Technique.
"Oh?" Grey grinned. "Look what we have here."
This was exactly what he had been looking for.
He turned and showed it to Lin Fang.
"This is the technique you used, right?"
Lin Fang examined it carefully, then nodded.
"That’s right."
Grey skimd through its contents, then frowned slightly.
"And yet you’re still only half abyssal?"
Then it clicked.
Others did not possess the Chaos Modularization Art.
They lacked the ability to custom-modify their racial structures and harmonize them perfectly.
Grey himself was no longer human.
He did not even know what to call himself anymore.
Dragon.
God.
Human.
He was all of them.
At the sa ti.
He carried all their genetic markings and informational imprints, rged into a single coherent existence.
If he wanted to, he could revert to a pseudo second rank, reassemble his genetic frawork, and incorporate the abyssal race as well.
He would beco a true abyssal being.
It was tempting.
He disliked abyssal beings.
But nothing stopped him from stealing their transformation.
[Your comprehension defies the heavens. By observing the Abyssal Transformation Technique, you have comprehended the True Abyssal Lord Transformation Technique.]
"Oh?"
Grey’s eyes brightened.
True Abyssal Lord Transformation Technique.
The mont he absorbed the information, he realized sothing.
The technique stored here was incomplete.
The one he had comprehended was the original.
The true technique turned one into an Abyssal Lord.
The version in the vault only transford soone into an Abyssal Marquis.
Abyssal beings began life as Abyssal Infants. Upon reaching second rank, they underwent a transformation and beca Abyssal Marquises.
But the technique Grey now possessed...
It was designated for the rulers of the abyss.
The True Abyssal Lord Transformation carried the Fla of Entropy and several other terrifying traits layered beneath it.
Just skimming through it made Grey realize how advanced abyssal civilization truly was.
Perhaps they even rivaled gods and dragons.
As for the ruler of the abyss...
That being was likely on the sa level as true dragons and gods.
At least, that was the impression the technique gave him.
And there was another discovery.
The transformation technique stored here had been deliberately modified.
Altered so that other races could partially transform into abyssal beings.
"So right now, you’re a half Abyssal Marquis," Grey said, glancing at Lin Fang.
"That’s right," Lin Fang nodded. "There is a way for to beco a full one. An Abyssal Transformation Pill. But it causes madness. Seniors said only third or fourth rankers can survive it while retaining sanity."
Grey nodded.
That made sense.
He was thoroughly satisfied.
This alone made the raid worthwhile.
Combined with the Immortal Sovereign Physique, it almost tempted him to revert his evolutionary state and cultivate again from scratch.
Almost.
He would never do sothing so reckless without the perfect opportunity.
But opportunities always ca.
Especially if one stayed close to the fate holder.
Fate, after all, had a habit of delivering exactly what was needed.
Just never to the person it was originally ant for.
With that thought lingering in his mind, Grey shifted his gaze to the final box.
There was particularly nothing noteworthy inside the high order main vault so far.
This raid could only be considered average at best. Nothing truly ground breaking had been discovered, aside from the body refinent pill, the combat technique, and the transformation technique.
Valuable, but not exceptional.
Grey’s expectations had been steadily lowered with each opened container.
Now, only one box remained.
It had to be worth the wait.
With that thought, he reached out and opened the box.
The mont the seal disengaged, light burst forth.
For a brief second, the surroundings were washed clean of detail. Walls, formations, and even the ambient energy blurred under the sudden brilliance.
The air itself trembled.
Grey narrowed his eyes, his expression unchanged, yet his focus sharpened completely.
"This is..."
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