novelsky Chapter 727: True Unexpected Harvest
Chapter 727: True Unexpected Harvest
**Chapter 727: True Unexpected Harvest**
The light of the teleportation array slowly faded beneath their feet as Jie Ming and Viola stepped onto Clark’s plane.
Come to think of it, this wasn’t Jie Ming’s first visit here, yet it was the first time he had truly seen the plane’s external scenery.
On previous trips, Mentor Clark had always sent him straight into the laboratory, so he never even got a chance to glance at the corridor outside the door.
The only time he hadn’t been sent directly to the lab was when he had died and revived inside the storage room via his substitute doll.
The moment his feet touched the ground, he instinctively swept his gaze around, then paused slightly.
Unlike the style of the Infernal Sulfur plane, Clark’s plane… was far too lively.
The clamor carried a sense of near-natural harmony, as if the place had been operating stably for a very long time and all civilizations had perfectly fused together. The teleportation array was built in the center of a square.
The architectural clusters surrounding the square had vastly different styles—distinct and clearly demarcated—yet they coexisted in a strangely harmonious way without any sense of dissonance.
On the left was a row of low-lying silicon-based creature dwellings. Their outer walls were constructed from layered translucent crystals that refracted brilliant spectra when sunlight hit them. Several silicon-based creatures the size of small hills lay basking in front of the houses. Their massive bodies were as still as glowing ore deposits. On the right was an area shrouded in shadow, where light seemed to be cut off by an invisible curtain at the boundary.
Several shadow creatures shuttled through the darkness, their outlines like flowing ink—sometimes solidifying, sometimes dispersing.
Overhead, a few palm-sized little fairies fluttered past on translucent wings, scattering specks of fluorescent light from their wing edges.
They paid no attention to the shadowed area below. One even stopped right on the boundary line, chattering away with a shadow creature that had half-emerged from the darkness.
Silicon-based, shadow-state, and carbon-based flying creatures.
The fundamental forms of these three types of life might not even share the same “method of breathing air,” yet they lived mixed together on the same square and had clearly coexisted for a long time.
Jie Ming’s spiritual force swept out silently. The number of intelligent races he perceived far exceeded the three types before him.
Farther across the continent were even more regions separated due to conflicting living environments, with the total number of races reaching double digits.
Just as he was about to continue his inspection, a shadow creature walked out from the shadowed area.
As it stepped out of the shadows, its originally amorphous, ink-like outline rapidly contracted and coalesced, finally transforming into the appearance of a young girl. Her features were exquisitely beautiful to the point of seeming unreal. Her skin had a deep gray, semi-transparent texture somewhere between mist and liquid. Her long hair flowed like water over her shoulders, dissolving into fine shadow particles that quietly dissipated when it reached her ankles.
If one ignored the fact that she was fundamentally a mass of self-aware shadow, from appearance alone she was more beautiful than the vast majority of humanoid beings.
“Both of you, please follow me. Master is waiting for you in the laboratory.”
Her voice carried the resonant quality unique to shadow creatures when she spoke, sounding gentle and polite.
Jie Ming and Viola followed her across the square and along a stone slab path lined with glowing plants toward the depths of the plane.
Along the way, creatures of other races passed by from time to time. Some nodded in greeting to the shadow girl, while others curiously sized up the two outsiders, Jie Ming and Viola.
Jie Ming, however, noticed something else: aside from their obvious high level of culture, these creatures’ strength was also not to be underestimated.
Along the entire street, Jie Ming had not seen a single being below Level 5.
Then again, considering Mentor Clark’s exaggerated cannon-fodder legion standards, it seemed perfectly normal for his plane to house races of this caliber.
Before long, the two arrived at the laboratory. The door slid open silently.
Clark stood in front of the experimental bench with his back to the entrance, head lowered as he examined a stack of experimental records spread out before him.
He looked no different from hundreds of years ago—shoulders relaxed, back straight, left hand hanging casually at his side, and the fingertips of his right hand still holding a rune pen that was automatically recording data.
From the back, he looked like an ordinary wizard handling routine work in the lab.
But the instant he turned around, Jie Ming felt his vision explode.
What stood before him was indeed the same expressionlessly indifferent Mentor Clark.
Yet what he “saw” was something entirely different.
Clark’s humanoid outline was merely a phantom image.
It was like a hand puppet quietly placed in front of the experimental bench, while the real Clark was an unknown existence that spread endless tentacles across the heavens and earth.
Those tentacles were not flesh, energy, or anything grotesque. If one had to describe them… they were the manifested form of knowledge itself. Every tentacle represented a law.
The luster flowing across each tentacle was the light of knowledge emitted after that law had been mastered to its utmost extreme.
Flame, matter, energy, space, time, pain, life laws, gravity…
And tens of millions of laws whose names Jie Ming could not even utter—all extended from behind that human figure.
These tentacles pierced through the laboratory walls and the plane’s surface, as if gently yet irresistibly enveloping the entire plane within them.
That was… knowledge itself.
This was an existence that had researched nearly all known laws of wizard civilization to their extremes. After advancing to Level 7, his law structure naturally overflowed, forming this projection of knowledge.
Jie Ming immediately realized why he could see this scene. It was not because he had gained some new pupil technique, but because he was currently in a Dao Integration state.
Dao Integration meant integrating with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.
The so-called Dao referred to the operating laws of the world.
In the wizard world, it was simply another term for laws.
And the law structure Clark was displaying at this moment was precisely the most intuitive mapping of this world’s Great Dao.
The collision of two special individuals at the same point in time had unintentionally allowed him to glimpse Clark’s true form.
His true body had unfurled almost instinctively.
Dark golden light surged from within him as a thousand-meter-tall Dharma Form rapidly expanded inside the laboratory.
Yet under Clark’s control, the laboratory space automatically expanded, preventing his true body from smashing through any wall.
Both faces opened three eyes simultaneously. The golden vertical eye on his forehead stared fixedly at the law tentacles behind Clark, with those constantly flowing patterns reflected deep within his pupils.
He felt as if he were viewing those laws one by one through an invisible magnifying glass.
With every pulse of each tentacle, massive amounts of knowledge poured into his spiritual sea.
It was as natural as sunlight shining into soil or water seeping into cracks—simply soaking in.
In his spiritual sea, the four golden lines representing mastery of the four elemental laws were growing at a visible, frantic rate.
The progress bars that had previously increased slowly were now charging straight toward one hundred percent as if injected with a catalyst.
It wasn’t just the four elemental laws.
Time laws, abyss-type laws, life-type laws…
All the laws he had ever dabbled in were increasing in tandem.
They had already crossed the one-hundred-percent threshold under the passive amplification of the Dao Integration realm, but at this moment, they were no longer independent golden lines. Instead, they were drawn by some invisible force, all converging toward the Ring of Truth at the center of his spiritual sea.
Wrapped by dozens of law golden lines, the Ring of Truth gradually shifted from its original silver-white color to a pure, brilliant gold. With every additional law that coiled around it, the runes on the Ring of Truth’s surface brightened further.
The embryonic form of a law solidification domain began to condense on its own inside the Ring of Truth.
Jie Ming suddenly snapped awake.
In those few seconds… or perhaps minutes, he had been almost completely immersed in passive law learning. He had nearly crossed the threshold of a Sixth-Ring Wizard by relying on other laws.
He forcefully reined in his mind, withdrew his true body, and returned to normal human form.
Inside his spiritual sea, the Ring of Truth had been wrapped into a brilliant golden circle by the law golden lines. The embryonic law solidification domain trembled faintly within, only one final step away from him taking the initiative to cross it.
On the other side, while Jie Ming had been dazed, the rune pen in Clark’s hand had stopped moving.
His face still wore that unchanging indifferent expression, but deep in his eyes, a faint trace of approval flashed.
Viola stood at the doorway, mouth slightly agape, her eyes darting back and forth between mentor and junior brother several times.
Her expression shifted from confusion to shock, and finally to undisguised envy.
“I have just broken through to Level 7, so my condition is rather special. My law structure has not fully converged yet,” Clark said, glancing at the shocked Viola. His tone was calm as he casually explained the current situation to her.
“Jie Ming also happens to be in a special state. It should be some learning-specialized state he autonomously modified before reaching Sixth-Ring. When two special states collide, a resonance effect occurs at the law level. He can see my law structure and is passively learning those laws.” Clark’s gaze fell on Jie Ming.
“To autonomously modify oneself before reaching Sixth-Ring and enter a special state… and one specialized for learning knowledge, at that.” Clark gave a slight nod. The movement was small, but it was indeed a nod. “Not bad.”
Viola’s eyes had already turned red from envy, looking almost as if they were about to bleed.
She bit her lower lip, looked at Clark, then at Jie Ming, and finally squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth:
“Back then, I nearly risked my life to finally find a living plane and achieve a leap in my pain laws.”
She pointed at Jie Ming, her tone full of imbalance.
“And he just stood here in a daze for a few minutes and accomplished the same thing?!”
Clark glanced at her, his expression still calm.
“You’re wrong. Back then, you spent over a thousand years studying the pain laws and only perfected them in the end by relying on a living plane.”
“In those few minutes just now, he passively absorbed the complete structures of at least a dozen laws.”
“So it’s not the same thing—he gained more than ten times what you did…”
Upon hearing this, Viola’s face darkened completely. Her voice carried a tone of gnashing teeth: “…Damn it!”