Chapter 1069: The [Transcendent Knowledge] of the Great Weakening Spell
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 1069: The [Transcendent Knowledge] of the Great Weakening Spell
While Lin Xian was busy comforting the crowd, I remained underground.
Looking at the massive facility humming with power, I had a distinct feeling... this wasn't something the Blood Slave Academy could have built.
If it wasn't the work of the Blood Slaves, then it was almost certainly the work of Wizards.
While monitoring the facility's operation, I used summoning spells to have my creatures gather all the data they could find in this subterranean space. At the same time, I searched for a way out.
Unfortunately, there was none. Perhaps the moment the Blood Slave Academy was breached, this massive underground facility was abandoned. The only exit had been sealed, and the personnel had likely evacuated through that one-way teleportation witchcraft.
As for why they left the facility intact, it was probably because they couldn't destroy it on short notice.
After all, this massive structure was built directly atop a ley line node. They likely never imagined this place would fall. They had even arranged a blood sacrifice ritual—what could possibly go wrong?
And yet, it had all happened just like that.
My summoned Spirit Cats and small falcons began piling up anything that looked like data in front of me. Soon, a small mountain of materials had formed.
However, the vast majority of it wasn't the data I was looking for.
I looked through several exquisitely bound but well-worn books... they all seemed to be novels and literature used to kill time.
There were even... uh... doujinshi.
It seemed those people had left in a real hurry, unable to even take their "precious collections" with them.
I flipped through a few and realized they weren't my cup of tea, so I burned them all with a flick of fire.
Heh... they weren't nearly as kinky as Sister Bai and I. Why bother keeping them?
I tossed aside everything else that lacked value. What remained was the marginally useful data.
For instance, equipment operating parameters, techniques, and certain taboos regarding the machinery... the more I read, the more esoteric it felt.
Of course, there were also diaries left behind by some rather "unrefined" individuals.
After all, what self-respecting person actually writes a diary?
I recorded all the data into the Tree of Great Knowledge for gradual sorting and opened the diaries. Perhaps they would contain something of interest.
"August 27th. Sunny. The damn graduation process is finally over. I'm finally free from the family's control. I have to thank my mentor for giving me a hand. Hehe... I'm coming here to be one of the elites."
"September 1st. Probably sunny. Even though I can't go outside, the atmosphere here is so much better than the oppressive vibe back at the Wizard Tower..."
"September 12th. Relaxing. Mood: Sunny. This is the perfect 'iron rice bowl' job. The only downside is that after handling blood crystals for so long, my hands always smell like blood."
"October 1st. Weather: Sunny. A newcomer arrived today. He told me it was sunny outside. He actually brought smut! Oh my god! He's a genius!"
"January 13th. Overcast. There was a problem in my sector. I wasn't the one in charge, but I almost became the scapegoat. Dammit, that guy's smug face is truly revolting..."
"June 6th. Sunny! I've finally made it! I'm the supervisor now, hahaha... that idiot got screwed over. Serves him right! People like him are just..."
"June 7th. Does a supervisor really have to handle this much? I'm exhausted... I didn't expect the place I was assigned to would be involved in such an important experiment. This involves the Academy Dean... I never even saw the Dean once back at the academy, but I actually met her here!"
The diaries contained a lot of information, but much of it was meaningless filler, and some pages were entirely blank. I skimmed through them, picking out the key points.
I paused at the latest entry.
The owner of this diary was undoubtedly a Wizard Apprentice. This seemed to be his post-graduation job placement, and he appeared to be someone who wanted to escape his family's influence.
As for the Academy Dean he mentioned—the fact that she had come here was a massive red flag!
Thinking about it from another perspective, how important would a place have to be for Dean Mei to personally inspect it?
For example... my Nightmare Workshop in the Expansion Realm, or the major laboratories within the academy.
But why would a Wizard Academy Dean neglect her duties to come all the way to the Blood Slave Peninsula?
Was there not enough land back at the Wizard Academy for them to squander?
Or was there a reason they had to stay here?
The Primitive Bloodline of the Main World's human race.
That seemed to be the only answer.
With that conclusion reached, I quickly organized the situation I had encountered.
This massive underground facility had no enemies, but that didn't mean it wasn't dangerous. I flipped through the later parts of the diary, which recorded many details about the facilities here.
They referred to them as "Rules and Taboos"—things that must not be done, including leaving without permission.
To the diary's owner, this place was both an "iron rice bowl" and a prison that would trap them for a lifetime.
If this incident hadn't occurred, these people would likely have lived here until they died.
* * *
Soon, a day had passed.
I wasn't in a hurry to return because the Primitive Bloodline hadn't been fully prepared yet.
However, I had already transmitted the details of the situation to Cleveland.
I chose to stay. After all... bloodline power was something I had recently started researching.
It piqued my curiosity. I was truly wondering: what exactly was the bloodline power of the human race?
Theoretically, the bloodline of any species granted them corresponding talents and powers.
Just as birds can fly and fish can breathe underwater, these are the most basic abilities granted by the structural characteristics of their bloodline power.
Then there are lifeforms like Flame Giants who possess fire-affinity bloodline power, or dragons who possess instincts like Dragon Fear and Dragon Breath.
Bloodline is a truly miraculous concept. It dictates a lifeform's talent, abilities, physical form, organ development, and even their mental state.
What about humans?
I looked at the blood crystal I was currently analyzing. In the past, I might have ignored this thought, but this opportunity made me realize that every lifeform has bloodline power, and humans are no exception.
In daily life, everyone takes many routine behaviors for granted. It's only when one becomes conscious of them that they realize how miraculous those abilities are.
For example... humans breathe autonomously without thinking, but once you become conscious of it, breathing feels incredibly bothersome.
But it is precisely this "bothersome" feeling that serves as a breakthrough.
Just as the Fool's Dream became aware of Dreamification and the wonder of that ability, it only felt "bothersome" because the subjective consciousness was taking over a power that originally belonged to instinct!
Returning to the bloodline power of the human race.
Whether it's breathing, eating, digesting, or the perception of the five senses... these are all biological instincts.
Compared to an average fish, a human can breathe in the air. Compared to an earthworm, a human can see and perceive a colorful world. Compared to a tortoise, a human has limbs better suited for movement...
The human race has many abilities; they are very balanced, yet they possess no "special" abilities.
Humans are like the starting character in a video game.
They have nothing, yet they possess extreme adaptability.
If I were to evaluate it, the human bloodline talent is something like... "Nothing is Impossible."
Of course, this talent isn't directed at the individual, but at the race as a whole. The race has infinite possibilities, but the individual might not.
This always made me think of the concept of the "Perfect Human."
The Void does not give names lightly; the longer a name persists, the more it becomes synonymous with the concept of the thing itself.
The concept of the "Perfect Human."
That name.
Could the so-called "Human" be a form of "Revelation"?
Precisely because humans have no outstanding features, they naturally have no shortfalls or defects.
Of course, these so-called "features," "shortfalls," and "defects" are relative terms.
Thus, the "Perfect Human" naturally has the concepts of the Absolute Perfect Human and the Relative Perfect Human.
Between these two, one is an absolute goal that exists only in ideals. What does the other refer to?
A "Perfect Human" who is currently moving toward that goal?
No, a "Perfect Human" in progress is meaningless. What matters to me is the path forward.
A Perfect Human Transcendent Advancement System?
I shook my head and recorded the thought in my memos. I didn't lack Transcendent Advancement Systems right now.
Whether it was the Witch system or the Body Cultivation system, I had too many paths to choose from.
Moreover, I had many other things to do. These ideas could be slowly realized after I advanced to the Transcendent level.
Just as I was about to put the thought out of my mind, I felt a jolt.
An anomaly so subtle it was almost imperceptible, yet I felt it nonetheless. It wasn't an anomaly within myself, but rather a power.
[Transcendent Knowledge].
A piece of [Transcendent Knowledge] that I hadn't thought to touch since the moment I first acquired it.
It was the predecessor to what Dean Mei once used... the Great Weakening Spell.
In the moment that thought flashed through my mind, I felt a jolt from it.
In the past, when I first awakened my talent, I couldn't even observe its existence. As my understanding of power deepened, I gradually became aware of it.
But... I had ignored it.
And now, having gained a deeper mastery and understanding of power, I finally discovered its abnormality.
It was as if something very important within me flickered with a brief radiance during that moment of hesitation. After the jolt, everything returned to normal.
As if nothing had happened.
An illusion?
Absolutely impossible!
But what important thing could be influenced by a power to the point where it could even alter my perception?
I turned to look at the massive facility still roaring and operating, then I looked at my own hand.
I was engaged in a strange struggle—a struggle with my own hesitation. it was odd and tedious.
Because I was wondering if I actually needed to do this.
Do what?
To... research that jolt from just now.
At this moment, an invisible thought seemed to be suggesting that there was nothing worth investigating. But the more it did so, the more suspicious I became.
The First Casting Elder had asked me why I didn't investigate the anomaly of the different flavors of Fool's Dream Drink. It was because I wanted to give the Fool's Dream a sense of mystery that belonged only to them.
But why would I not investigate my current jolt?
Because I was busy with other things?
Or because researching more power would be a burden to me?
These reasons lacked a certain "personal conviction" to drive me.
I closed my eyes, calmed my emotions, and made a rational decision.
Just as I would set aside a day or two to uncover the secrets hidden here, I didn't lack the time to verify a few things now.
Having realized this, I reached out and pulled something from the depths of my soul.
[Transcendent Knowledge].
The moment I "plucked" it from my soul, I suddenly felt a sense of... reality like never before!
The shifting sensations that rushed over me were like breaking through an invisible barrier, giving me an endless sense of participation and perception in my "life"!
Countless memories flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern. At this moment, I felt as if I had finally woken from a dream, experiencing a sensation I could never fully describe.
So... my life was this wonderful?
I instinctively looked at my empty palm, yet I was certain there was something there. It was a piece of [Transcendent Knowledge].
I didn't know why I felt a "plucking" sensation when I removed it, as if it had been experiencing and witnessing my life alongside me since the moment it appeared.
"This is the predecessor to the Great Weakening Spell?"
I looked at "it," feeling a very peculiar sensation for some reason.
But if I were asked to put it back into the depths of my soul, I would be absolutely unwilling.
I took out the Book in the Box and sealed it inside using an entire page.
At this moment, my mind was incredibly active, and countless thoughts erupted. Perhaps the Great Weakening Spell was merely a partial interpretation of it, just as the Great Wisdom Enlightenment Art was a manifestation of a Holy Relic.
It was definitely more than just "weakening." The feeling I had wasn't that I had been weakened, nor had I regained my power because the "weakening" was gone.
But it had certainly "suppressed" some concept, exerting an unknown influence on me.
I checked myself; there were no changes. I used my Body Cultivation power to sense my body and found no increase in strength.
Yet, it felt as if something had been released, or rather, a change had been made.
I couldn't describe whether this was a good or bad thing for me.
After pondering for a while without result, I decisively chose to give up, lest I fall into a rabbit hole.
The priority was still figuring out this "Primitive Bloodline."
I waited for three days.
It was a day longer than the one or two days I had anticipated, but I didn't mind. During these three days, I experimented with many things, such as the life-shaping of my various spells.
I also used this massive equipment to learn the techniques for extracting the bloodline power of a biological race.
Now, I transformed into a Fool's Dream, entering the final preparation stage in a state of Dreamification.
This step was entirely enclosed, a place where not even an observation window was left.
To call it a vacuum and dust-free environment would be an understatement of the level of isolation in this stage.
Finally, I watched as the liquid condensed into a single drop of essence, as clear as blood-colored amber.
This was one standard unit of Primitive Bloodline!