Chapter 1214: Foresight

Very few could defeat the previous Insectoid Empress, who was the strongest rival.

In Xu Zhi's view, it was likely that only certain ancient beings from the old era could have accomplished such a feat. Some of these ancient Saints might not have fully mastered the Dao blueprint code. It's possible they were unwilling to give up along the way and sought to sneak into the distant future to find a sliver of opportunity, or even, at the very end, to plunder those ancient taboo beings who possessed the Dao blueprint code. They might be terrifying Saints from tens or even hundreds of billions of years ago, having sneaked through era after era until today, and still planning to continue doing so.

“This situation runs deep. It proves that confronting them directly is a dead end. I am, after all, a peace-lover, so I must find a way to bypass the Dao blueprint code and directly 'steal their base.'”

Xu Zhi felt he actually had a good chance.

Why?

Because he could create new universes.

By a stroke of luck, he created aggregate creatures like the Evil Gods, super-beings capable of cultivating thousands, even tens of thousands, of gene loci simultaneously. He also had the Heavenly Dao Piano, which could maintain the operation of a nascent universe. Additionally, he possessed the Alchemy Factory, which could mass-produce the Heavenly Dao Piano—a unique creature that was almost impossible to reproduce—to sustain the universe's operation.

These three elements were indispensable to simulate the Big Bang, create an external universe, and maintain its stable operation. It relied heavily on luck. Xu Zhi doubted whether the previous Insectoid Empress, despite propagating a host of heaven-defying creatures, could combine them to create a universe.

“I might be the first person in history to achieve this.”

“Evolving species bloodlines indeed holds countless potential possibilities!” Xu Zhi whispered. “And the few species I evolved happen to be capable of achieving this incredible feat.”

Perhaps this was also due to different development directions.

The Insectoid Empresses, on the other hand, bred combat-oriented, destructive bloodlines.

And Xu Zhi?

Xu Zhi himself did not evolve them; he left it to others. And coincidentally, these were a group of survival-oriented creatures who loved farming, which naturally led to the emergence of entirely farming-style bloodlines and, consequently, this possibility.

“No rush. I'll continue my Genesis. Others don't have this opportunity. I have countless Dao blueprints, numerous creation experiment cases, and an understanding of the Dao singularity... How could I not find a way to bypass it?”

Xu Zhi continuously reversed the flow of rules, creating one bead after another, and continued his experiments. This time, he intentionally used his divine consciousness to control the Big Bang, directing it as much as possible towards the system of bloodline universes, developing it in that direction.

The bloodline universe might seem like just one type, but it is actually quite complex. Even a very small branch, similar to the extraordinary cultivation system of the Great Universe, has produced countless possible subtle evolutions.

“The seventh.”

Xu Zhi placed the seventh glass bottle in the room. Inside, a nebula swept through and vibrated outwards, with rings of dense, glittering silver stars spreading out like ripples, breathtakingly beautiful.

“However, the quantity is also becoming scarcer.”

Xu Zhi frowned.

Initially, he could create a bloodline universe in just a few months, but later on, it became increasingly slower. This was a normal occurrence. Previously, when he created universes, he allowed them to expand randomly, naturally resulting in infinite possibilities. However, by using his divine consciousness to guide the Big Bang towards the bloodline universe direction, he introduced his own artificial interference.

“Everyone's train of thought and direction of thinking are almost fixed. This isn't infinite cosmic possibility; it's limited by me...” Xu Zhi shook his head, looking at the beautiful glass beads in the bottles around the room, which were still exquisite.

“This is like an extraordinary cultivation method. Just as Di Qi and Caroline previously entrusted it to all beings to help deduce, even powerful individuals have limited minds, restricted by themselves, unable to see certain angles... Only countless living beings can see the full picture.”

“It seems the speed is getting slower.”

Xu Zhi stretched, feeling tired after so many experiments.

“Another century passed in the blink of an eye. Cultivation truly makes one lose track of time.”

He couldn't help but step out of the house and look at the world outside. It was a lush green grassland, with a small town in the distance, and cultivators often flew high above. The mountains, forests, and vegetation were verdant and lush, and the air was fresh.

Xu Zhi stretched lazily, feeling incredibly relaxed. He sat on the mountain, gazing intently at the sky. Suddenly, a convoy of carriages passed by at the foot of the mountain. Several men dressed as wealthy merchants, sitting on the carriage roofs, happened to glance up the mountain and were immediately stunned.

“Old Jia, the reclusive immortal's door is open!”

“How is that possible! Huh? It really is open? Our caravan has been using this road for seven or eight years. At first, we thought it was someone's home and even tried to ask for lodging, but then we realized it was an immortal's reclusive abode, and we could never enter.”

Some merchants became excited. After all, cultivators did appear on this planet, though rarely. Similar dwellings existed, so it wasn't surprising, but for many ordinary people, it was like encountering a divine opportunity. This road was now quite well-known. Every passing caravan knew about the dwelling with the impenetrable door. They quickly abandoned their carriages and rushed forward.

Xu Zhi looked down at them, falling slightly into thought, his expression as still as an ancient well. He seemed like a high and mighty Heavenly God. “These mortals...” For him, these short-lived, low-dimensional beings, like ants, would wither and die in the mere blink of his eye.

“Me...?” He was even startled himself. Unbeknownst to him, he had become utterly unfamiliar with mortal life. Whether beyond the primordial chaos or previously as Yi Mang, the lowest starting point was a deity...

“I've been in seclusion for too long; I feel isolated from the world and have developed the indifference of a high-dimensional being looking down on ants.” Xu Zhi shook his head and chuckled. He certainly didn't want to be like those aloof Saints, cold, ruthless, and detached from worldly affairs; that would be too boring. Even as the God of Destruction, he was now a God of Destruction with humanity.

“However...”

Xu Zhi suddenly looked at the glass bottles behind him, at the glass beads, and recalling his recent thoughts, he murmured:

“Thinking is different. What about the thinking of humans versus gods? What if it's an uncultivated mortal, a mortal who doesn't even know the rules of the universe? Not limited by any cultivation realm frameworks, not limited by their understanding of the universe... Just tell them what to do... perhaps there will be some gain?”

The caravan members ascended the mountain, led by a few plump, middle-aged merchants, followed by several strong laborers, and some young girls and boys, presumably their children.

“Greetings, Immortal.” Old Jia, the leader, said with slight reverence. In their eyes, any cultivator capable of flying in the sky was considered an Immortal.

Xu Zhi turned around and simply smiled, “I know why you've come.”