A Good Romance
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"You owe me 100 million Immortal Gold."
That was the first thing Varry said.
Ling Han looked at him and saw that this guy was extremely weak, as if he would be blown away by a gust of wind.
"This calculation is too much. At least half of my calculation units collapsed due to overloading," Vale said.
Ling Han nodded. "Fine, fine, fine. Not just 100 million, I can even get you a trillion."
As long as the Plane Power in his body could evolve into a real plane, then Immortal Gold would be a piece of cake.
Look at Madness. It was just a plane, but it could create endless Celestial Venerables. If it could become a Primary World, Immortal Gold would be a piece of cake.
Vale stretched out his finger and pointed at Ling Han's forehead. Then, it lit up and transmitted countless formulas and laws to Ling Han.
Ling Han passively accepted it, and compared it with his own comprehension, learning from each other's strengths to make up for his weaknesses.
"Vale, thank you so much," he said seriously.
"Don't think that you can get away with 100 million Immortal Gold just by saying that," Vale emphasized.
Ling Han laughed loudly. "Don't worry, don't worry. I definitely won't. Oh right, this place might not be safe in the future. Go to the Xuanmo Plane. It will become a super high level plane in the future and replace it with this place. "
"Are you trying to send me away and go back on your word?" Vale asked suspiciously.
Ling Han shook his head. "The most important thing between people is trust. Alright, leave quickly. This place is getting more and more dangerous."
Because there was already a plan to give up the Frost Plane, the retreat was already underway.
Also, the Xuanmo Plane would become a super high level plane in the future. Right now, it was empty. All the forces had to settle in and divide the territory. Thus, they had to send people there as soon as possible.
Ling Han started to cultivate in seclusion. Although the frontline was important, it didn't matter if he was gone in this situation. With the suppression of the plane power, the Frost Army had the absolute advantage. They just had to give up some territory from time to time.
Back then, he used his cells to nurture the plane power because he thought that one day he could evolve this power into a real plane. Then, he would be a second Primary World with endless combat power.
But how could a single cell contain a plane?
This would require Vari's help.
To sum it up, it was very simple. Ling Han had constructed his own rules of space, allowing his cells to grow infinitely large. Just like how a mustard seed could contain a mountain, it was not impossible for a cell to contain a plane.
However, while the conclusion was simple, the process was extremely complicated.
Ling Han combined Watt's plan, but more of it was based on his own understanding.
Calculations were Wally's specialty. He stood at a higher position and used Wally's calculations to verify his own ideas.
He was the real decision-maker and promoter.
This was a long process, but Ling Han had plenty of patience.
For someone like Ling Xi, nurturing a plane in her Dantian was a simple matter. Even if it was like white rice that needed to contain two planes at the same time, that would be taken care of by a seventh-step powerhouse, and she only needed to nourish it.
Ling Han was different. He nurtured a plane in a cell, so there was no place for him to use as a reference. Only Vari's calculations could help. Ling Han gave many possibilities, and Vari eliminated the completely impossible ones to reduce Ling Han's workload.
He sat quietly, and the Celestial Venerable symbols in his body all lit up, communicating with heaven and earth, extracting two kinds of intrinsic particles to nourish his body.
In the past, all the energy would be evenly distributed by the cells in his body, and the two kinds of intrinsic energy also needed to be strengthened. There were too many people crying piteously for food, which made Ling Han's cultivation progress shockingly slow.
Now, Ling Han was fully nourishing the two cells in his body.
This was fast.
How many Celestial Venerable symbols did he have?
More than two hundred. Not only were there first-rate symbols, but he also had all the symbols of the eighth and ninth streams. Under the resonance, how many times could his cultivation speed increase?
One had to know that this wasn't a battle, where only one symbol or a group of symbols could take effect, but how many symbols could take effect?
How many times did this increase his cultivation speed in total?
One thousand three hundred and sixty-two times.
Such a terrifying cultivation speed was all added to the two cells, nourishing the two planes. What kind of concept was that?
Only 20,000 years had passed, and in these two cells, the plane power had grown vigorously, each turning into a small world.
How small was it?
It was the same size as the small world that Ling Han had implanted into Ling Xi's body.
Ling Han revealed a smile, not because of the growth of these two planes, but because of the formation of the planes.
From plane power to a real plane, this step was too shocking. It had never been seen since ancient times, and perhaps it would never happen again in the future.
However, this was just the beginning. Ling Han took the second step toward becoming the strongest in all of eternity.
He began to strengthen these two planes. Time passed quickly, and soon, another 900,000 years had passed. These two planes had reached the level of a middle-level plane.
There was no way to go further. Ling Han himself was only at the third step, and his physique had a limit.
Ling Han flipped his right hand, and a plane projection blasted out. The space trembled, and it was extremely terrifying.
"It's not as good as white rice," he said softly.
This was normal. White rice was at the fourth step, and this was the advantage of realms. There was no other way.
"If the quality is not good enough, then I will make up for it with quantity."
Ling Han continued to cultivate in seclusion, and he continued to cultivate the third and fourth planes. Another 900,000 years passed, and he cultivated these two planes to the peak of his current realm.
He sensed and found that after nurturing four planes in his body, it created a lot of pressure on his physique. There was a limit to this. After reaching this limit, nurturing a new plane would be an act of courting death.
However, four was far from his limit.
Ling Han went into seclusion again. Another eight million years later, he transformed a total of 13 plane power into planes, and pushed them to the level of a middle-level plane.
This was his current limit.
"Now, what level can my combat strength reach?"
Ling Han tore open the space and entered the void. If he carried out the trial here, it would really not cause any impact.
With a thought, the 13 planes in his body projected out at the same time, turning into 13 plane shadows, emitting an extremely terrifying pressure.
"Go!" he shouted softly, and pushed the 13 plane projections out. He blasted a hole in the energy storm in the void.
"Very awesome!" Ling Han himself was shocked. "With the addition of the eighth-rate combination talisman, can I even fight a sixth-step expert?"
He quickly shook his head. It should still be a little lacking.
"However, what if I throw caution to the wind and really throw all 13 planes out?"
Although these were only middle-level planes, if all 13 planes were thrown out, what kind of concept was that?
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