"What? You've become an interstellar cultivator?" Feng Lin was equally stunned when he received the message from that fatty again.
Fat Gene 8 + Gluttony Gene 10 + Pigskin Gene 6 = Potbelly Gene.
These three basic genes weren't exactly high-quality—they were all mid-to-low-tier basic genes, and it was tough for ordinary people to even strengthen them past 3 points.
This fatty had completed all the enhancements in just one day? And become an interstellar cultivator?
This speed was many times faster than Feng Lin's own journey to becoming an interstellar cultivator!
Comparing people only drives you crazy!
Feng Lin had the Gene Equation to assist him, allowing rapid strengthening and point allocation, but he'd still gone through family infighting, the Mars War, Giant Pharmaceutical's schemes... countless dangers, cutting through thorns all the way to become an interstellar cultivator.
This fatty had succeeded in just one day.
Just how talented was this guy at being fat?
Feng Lin was utterly speechless. Since when did becoming an interstellar cultivator become so easy?
No, talent alone wasn't enough!
It also required a massive supply of rare cultivation resources to pull off the miracle of becoming an interstellar cultivator in a single day.
Even so, this fatty's talent on the fat-type gene path was truly astonishing—practically unprecedented and unparalleled.
Sure enough, the vastness of the interstellar realm held all kinds of wonders.
Feng Lin silently reminded himself not to underestimate anyone.
He had his own lucky breaks, but others weren't lacking either. Some geniuses lay dormant, just waiting for a single chance to soar!
Though shocked inside, Feng Lin maintained an air of mystery, merely nodding faintly in response.
Seeing his calm demeanor, the fatty's initial smugness faded. He thought to himself, "Master is truly a master! I thought becoming an interstellar cultivator in a day would impress him. But he's so unfazed—he's probably seen countless cultivation prodigies already. I'm nothing special!"
In his mind, he elevated Feng Lin's image to near-mythical proportions, almost seeing him as a hidden supreme powerhouse of the interstellar realm. Little did he know, the Hongjun Master before him was internally screaming profanities.
Having been called a waste all his life, now suddenly an interstellar cultivator, the fatty couldn't hold back his grievances and poured out his heart. "Master, you have no idea! I was born into a prestigious interstellar clan, the eldest son of the patriarch! But because I couldn't cultivate, I was called a waste and mocked endlessly! At first, I accepted it, thinking I was like the useless protagonist from ancient Earth web novels—a loser now, just building up for a future breakthrough. But as time passed, I realized I was just a waste! Rich and fat, sure, but with none of the protagonist's perks! I had family status but no talent for cultivation. A hundred years later, I'd be nothing but dust. Money meant nothing, and I didn't want to undergo gene modification like those interstellar rogue cultivators, turning into some grotesque freak! But who would've thought I, Zhu Tiangang, would now become a legitimate interstellar cultivator! Hahaha..."
It seemed he'd endured too much ridicule before, and all that pent-up frustration came flooding out in hearty laughter.
Feng Lin listened quietly, fully understanding the fatty's feelings.
But he wasn't here to listen to someone's life story—he had other motives.
Dragons don't dwell with snakes.
This fatty, despite his unappealing appearance, had extraordinary talent and a prominent family background, with immense potential.
Though once dismissed as a waste, once he obtained the gene cultivation method, he became an interstellar cultivator in a single day.
The four essentials of cultivation—wealth, companions, environment... this fatty lacked none of them, only the method!
Once he had the method, he'd immediately soar, with limitless prospects.
Feng Lin was the complete opposite—lacking wealth, companions, and environment, but with his mythical knowledge and Gene Equation, he had no shortage of gene techniques.
Adding flowers to brocade is nothing compared to delivering coal in snow!
This fatty was a goldmine, with huge value for recruitment.
Feng Lin's mind stirred, considering whether to befriend the fatty, or even win him over.
Seeing the immortal-looking old man's expression remain unruffled, the fatty secretly admired him.
Truly a mysterious gene master—composed in all things, unmoved by praise or insult.
He had no idea that this master was scheming against him, hehehe...
"Master, I've become an interstellar cultivator! I want to know the path forward for cultivation. Can you keep guiding me? Gene formulas and all that—if star coins can solve it, it's no problem. If 1000 star coins aren't enough, how about 20 million?" The fatty, freshly minted as an interstellar cultivator, couldn't contain his eagerness to break through further, his extravagance nearly bursting through the stars.
A flood of star coins rained down, and even Feng Lin, for all his calm, felt his breath quicken, ready to agree.
But reason made him pause. He thought it over and sensed something was off.
Since he'd taken on the image of Hongjun Daozu, he had to maintain an aloof, otherworldly demeanor. He couldn't be so undignified—otherwise, his image would crumble, inviting suspicion, and the loss would outweigh the gain.
Keeping the fatty waiting might actually yield better results.
After all, aside from himself, almost no one else could provide the next gene formula.
With the fatty's weakness in his grasp, Feng Lin had no fear of losing him.
"There's no rush for that." Feng Lin gently shook his head, offering a mysterious smile, as if utterly unmoved by the fatty's astronomical offer.
His projection slowly faded before the fatty, as if he was about to log off.
"Master Hongjun, don't do this! I have money, plenty of it! Just tell me the next gene formula, and I'll pay any amount! If 20 million star coins won't do, how about 50 million? Or a hundred million!" The fatty panicked, shouting repeatedly.
But Feng Lin's figure vanished as he logged off, leaving the fatty's pleas unanswered.
The moment he logged off, Feng Lin clutched his chest, his heart aching.
Damn it, just to keep up appearances, he'd lost a small goal!
How extravagant!
So what if you're rich?
Even if you offered me 10 billion star coins, 100 billion... don't even think...
Well, being rich really is something!
So tempting!
In truth, Feng Lin wasn't unwilling to deal with the fatty—a hundred million star coins was a fortune, who wouldn't want it?
But he had no more gene potential left to deduce further formulas.
Feng Lin decided to stop browsing the Mythical Forum and resumed his cultivation.
Bottle after bottle of life potion went down his throat, and he cultivated for two whole days, spending all his time on it except for basic necessities.
Gene potential surged: +45%, +46%, +48%... climbing all the way to 518%.
Feng Lin didn't rush to strengthen his points. Instead, he continued deducing gene formulas for the fatty.
Cultivation wasn't urgent.
With a small goal of a hundred million star coins in sight, he couldn't stay calm.
Soon, after consuming 182% of his gene potential, he derived a new gene formula.
Potbelly Gene 8 + Demon Qi Gene 10 + Pig Fetus Gene 9 = Pig Demon Gene.
"Gene: Pig Demon Gene Grade: High-level Supernatural Gene Strengthening Points: 0 Abilities: Pig demon transforms into human, infinite strength, vast belly that can swallow heaven and earth."
Pig Demon Gene?
Feng Lin hadn't expected the Potbelly Gene to evolve into this—from a mid-tier original gene to a high-level supernatural gene.
Not only did the major tier increase, but the quality also leaped.
What caught Feng Lin's attention most was that this was a unique gene evolution path, just like his Sun Wukong mythical path.
Could it be that it would evolve into...
Feng Lin had a strange premonition that if this Pig Demon continued evolving, it might form an inexplicable, close connection with his own mythical path.
He didn't pause and continued deducing.
This time, it took a full 316% of his gene potential before he finally obtained the next gene formula.
Pig Demon Gene 10 + Heavenly Gang Gene 8 + Banished Immortal Gene 6 = Zhu Ganglie Gene.
This is...???
It's the Zhu Bajie mythical path!!!
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