Chapter 493: Karma
Calculated purely from the perspective of power, Bai Mo felt it was more accurate to say that he could now create an entirely new unit of measurement, the Eighth Tier, to describe the power he could control.
But it seemed to be of little significance, because ultimately, this was merely a side effect brought on by Daoization.
He estimated that if they were to follow the optimized strategy and undergo a "Reincarnation" over several decades, these Spirit Energy cultivators who had broken through the Xuanhua Stage would accumulate power to the limit their True Spirit Barrier could withstand—roughly a quarter of his current strength.
For further improvement, they would need to undergo a second and third Reincarnation of greater difficulty to establish a more stable True Spirit Barrier; otherwise, the balance between "I" and "not-I" would still be broken.
"Three 'Awakening Reincarnations' should be enough to reach my current level. Perhaps I can plant something within this process?"
Bai Mo felt that he could use the Land of White to set up some things, but the specific details required further thought.
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"He must be a devil who travels between different worlds, harvesting souls. Perhaps he was even lurking on Earth before!" After hearing Bai Mo's method of guiding souls, Lu Yuesheng became even more convinced of her suspicion.
In countless stories, there were descriptions of devils craving souls. Coupled with the fact that Bai Mo had no understanding of this world's power system yet possessed immense strength, every single point led to the same conclusion.
Bai Mo, still immersed in studying the plan's details, didn't immediately react to why she had suddenly blurted out such a question. He only felt that she might have gotten a strange idea.
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Although the atmosphere was somewhat awkward, the two eventually successfully established a cooperative relationship. Bai Mo promised that she would not be killed by outsiders before achieving her ultimate goal and that her foundation would be preserved, while she, in turn, was responsible for fully covering all of his potential human and material resource needs.
It appeared to be a rather unequal treaty, but Lu Yuesheng was already quite satisfied.
The fundamental reason she had always lacked the courage to begin her machinations and sell firearms to the rebels on a large scale was the absence of a strong, supportive backer.
The transcendent powers of this world were too terrifying. The Four Great Bloodline Houses and the other seven mid-tier Bloodline Houses each possessed monsters akin to humanoid walking nuclear bombs.
If the profits from firearms tempted any one of them, relying solely on the Twilight Fire in her possession, she would barely be able to save her own life before fleeing to a distant land.
After all, it was merely a weapon. Even with its self-awareness, capable of briefly erupting with power of the same tier, it couldn't sustain prolonged combat.
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"It's a pity Nanxuan Li wasn't willing to cooperate with me; at least he's a good person... Now, I have no other choice but to make a deal with the devil."
After their meeting concluded and Lu Yuesheng saw Bai Mo off, she toyed with the short sword in her hand, sighing incessantly.
Once, through a fortuitous encounter, she had saved Nanxuan Li, a core member of the Nanxuan family, one of the Four Great Bloodline Houses.
After he awoke, she subtly hinted at her plan, but Nanxuan Li declined, citing the immense karma involved. In the end, he only left the Twilight Fire as a gift for saving his life.
"Just karma... Does such a thing truly exist?" Every time she recalled that day, especially Nanxuan Li's half-white hair that had appeared after he had divined her future, a shiver ran down Lu Yuesheng's spine.
On one hand, as a modern person, she generally didn't believe in such mysterious and abstruse things, always thinking they were merely tricks used by certain "fortune-telling masters" to defraud people.
But Nanxuan Li, a renowned figure in the Bloodline House circle who she had once saved, truly did turn half his hair white overnight due to such an esoteric reason, making her involuntarily feel a greater sense of awe towards this world.
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"Was it that bunch from the Lingao Group, those who are obsessed with 'farming,' who made a move?" Li Qiwei, whose consciousness was possessing a rebel foot soldier, carefully examined the firearm in his hand.
He was one of thousands of wills within the Void Worm. Unlike the others who formed factions, Li Qiwei personally preferred to travel alone.
Out of self-preservation, everyone within the Void Worm chose to project only a portion of their consciousness into the new world, while their main body within the Void Worm entered a dormant state.
This way, even if the possessed body was unfortunately annihilated, they would at most need a year or so to recuperate and wouldn't perish on the spot.
They were, after all, individuals whose ambition it was to tread upon the myriad worlds; naturally, they weren't willing to die ignominiously in what they considered a "native" world.
Compared to Bai Mo, who could directly and casually withstand spatial distortions, their souls were still quite fragile, unable to remain exposed in the mortal realm for too long, hence the widespread need to seize and possess bodies.
Of course, the stronger the cultivation of the target for possession, and the richer their life experience, the lower the chance of success.
Since it was their first transmigration, most of them chose marginal figures. However, there were also a few bolder individuals who actively "reincarnated" into Bloodline Houses, intending to plot to leverage the power of local Bloodline Houses from the outset.
"But wouldn't their actions incur the wrath of the Bloodline Houses? There are definitely Fifth-Tier and even Sixth-Tier powerhouses among the Bloodline Houses."
Although he was among the rebels, Li Qiwei wasn't too deeply caught up in the role, not truly considering himself one of the suffering masses who had risen in rebellion. He still approached problems from a more detached perspective.
Aside from his familiar cliques, no one in the transmigration group knew the specific identities others had chosen, so the information he could obtain was very limited.
"No, there's also that person... If he's supporting all of this from behind the scenes, then it makes sense." Li Qiwei thought of Bai Mo.
The reason he had transmigrated as a mere foot soldier was also to maintain a low profile as much as possible, seeking opportunities to scoop up opportunities and quietly make a fortune.
Everyone on the Void Worm knew that the great deity who had acted as he pleased on Earth had also arrived in this world. If they acted too ostentatiously and were discovered by him, it would definitely not be a good thing.
Moreover, the waters of this world didn't seem shallow at all. Carelessly showing off one's knowledge of Earth might even lead to being utterly crushed by some natives. The Bloodline Houses were far from simple; they were elites who had fought their way through a sea of blood and fire.
Furthermore, the Void Worm itself was not united. Once their identity as transmigrators was exposed, those they didn't see eye to eye with would find plenty of ways to stir up trouble.
Even if their main body couldn't die, being kicked back into the Void Worm to recuperate for a few years after the possessed body died was still quite nauseating.
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