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The Philosopher's Stone in his hand was no longer a physical object, but a mass of energy woven from countless extremely complex runes, lines, and rules.

It's like a giant vortex, connected to some extremely hidden rule in this world.

"Let me see what you really are."

With a thought, Mo Wen unleashed his immense divine power, like a sharp scalpel, ignoring the protective barrier on the stone's surface that could withstand high explosives, and forcefully pierced the deepest core of the Philosopher's Stone.

"Om-!"

The Philosopher's Stone trembled violently, its red light intensifying as it attempted to resist this domineering invasion.

But in the face of Mo Wen's terrifying primordial spirit, which had transcended the mundane and could even reshape its physical body in a nuclear explosion, such resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

"town."

Mo Wen uttered not a single word.

With just one word, the raging energy within the Philosopher's Stone instantly calmed down, all its defenses crumbled, and it revealed all its secrets to Mo Wen.

A massive influx of information flooded into Mo Wen's mind like a burst dam.

The ultimate secret of alchemy...

An absolutely equivalent exchange of matter and energy...

The reshaping and sublimation of the soul...

There are even explorations and records about the "roots of the world" in the Western magic system.

A moment later, the dark blue in Mo Wen's eyes slowly faded, and his vision cleared.

He fiddled with the stone in his hand, a look of sudden realization crossing his face, which was followed by a look of utter boredom.

"I see."

Mo Wen chuckled lightly, his tone tinged with disappointment, "I thought it was some kind of supreme treasure that would allow people to directly touch the threshold of a higher dimension."

"In the end, it was nothing more than a 'notebook' left behind by a pioneer."

"A notebook?" Fu Rong asked, puzzled, as she wiped Mo Wen's fingers.

"Yes, a senior in the West probably reached 'ascension' or some kind of ultimate state a long time ago."

"Before leaving this world, he forcibly compressed and condensed all his insights into life energy, magic, and alchemy, as well as a trace of the power of the rules of this world, into this stone."

Mo Wen casually tossed the Philosopher's Stone up and caught it again. "For those who practice the Western system of alchemy, this thing is indeed priceless. As long as one percent of it can be understood, one can become a top alchemist or a grand mage."

"In fact, with the help of the immense vitality within, as long as the soul is not annihilated, even if the physical body is destroyed, it can be rebuilt. In a sense, it is indeed an elixir of immortality."

Upon hearing this, Feng Shayan couldn't help but gasp: "This is too insane! This is practically a cheat code!"

"What's a cheat code for others, but for me..."

Mo Wen shook his head and casually tossed the stone back onto the table with a dull thud, as if he were throwing not a priceless treasure, but a pebble used to weigh down pickled vegetables.

"It's just a useless thing."

"As for longevity, I have the Sacred Heart Technique and the Northern Darkness Rebirth Method, as well as a super adaptable physique. The restorative power of this stone is of no interest to me."

"In terms of energy, my millennia of internal energy are boundless and all-encompassing. A casual strike would be as powerful as a nuclear explosion. Why would I need to rely on external objects?"

"As for the rules of alchemy..."

Mo Wen sneered, "If it were a few years ago, I might have been interested in learning from it, but now, my primordial spirit is complete, and I understand the Dao naturally. I can understand this kind of low-level rule application at a glance, so there's no need to try to understand it by chewing on a stone."

It's like a Nobel Prize laureate in physics suddenly finding a notebook belonging to a middle school physics prodigy.

Even if the notes were well-written, they would only be "somewhat interesting" to him, and of little use.

"Then... what should we do with this?"

Looking at the rejected stone, Lu Linglong was both amused and exasperated. "We can't just throw it away, can we? If the people at the Jade Society knew you were treating their sacred object like trash, they'd probably have a stroke on the spot."

"It would be a waste to throw it away, after all, it's something left behind by someone at that level."

Mo Wen thought for a moment, picked up the phone next to him, and dialed a number.

"Hey, Chu Lan."

"Brother Mo! What are your orders?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Chulan's voice rang out instantly, calm yet quick-witted, showing none of the frivolity he displayed at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony back then.

"You've come all this way because I have something good to show you."

"Yes! I'll be right there!"

……

In less than ten minutes.

A golden light streaked across the sky, followed by the roar of a helicopter outside the manor.

Wearing a well-tailored black Martial God Temple uniform, Zhang Chulan strode into the pool area.

His demeanor has been completely transformed. Now, as one of the deputy Moge of the Martial God Temple, he is responsible for the intelligence and operations of the entire organization, and his every move exudes the air of a powerful figure.

"Brother Mo! Hello, ladies!"

Zhang Chulan first bowed respectfully to Mo Wen and Fu Rong, then looked at Mo Wen and asked in a deep voice, "Brother Mo, is there an urgent matter?"

"Look, it's on the table."

Mo Wen slightly raised his chin, gesturing towards the fruit plate.

Zhang Chulan followed the gaze and his eyes fell on the red stone.

As the head of intelligence for the Temple of Martial Gods, he recognized it instantly. His pupils contracted sharply, but he quickly regained his composure, though the shock in his eyes was still difficult to completely conceal.

"Philosopher's Stone... Mo Ge, you've taken down the Emerald Society's headquarters?"

"What do you mean by 'transferring'? Can you call it 'transferring' when it's a scholar's business? I was just borrowing a book."

Mo Wen corrected, "They were 'happy' to lend it to me for a few days to study."

Zhang Chulan's lips twitched slightly, and he understood.

He stepped forward respectfully, carefully picked up the stone, felt the immense life energy emanating from it, took a deep breath, and exclaimed, "Such a divine object, only you, Brother Mo, can regard it as nothing."

"Alright, stop making such a fuss."

Mo Wen waved his hand and said, "I've finished studying this thing; it's not of much use to me."

"Take it and put it in the treasury of the Temple of Martial God."

"Put it in the treasure vault?" Zhang Chulan immediately understood Mo Wen's intention, and his eyes lit up.

"Yes."

Mo Wen glanced at him. "The Martial God Temple is growing bigger and bigger. Intimidation alone is not enough. We also need to offer enough enticement. Put this item at the very top of the exchange list."

"Anyone who has made a significant contribution to the Temple of Martial God, or who has performed unparalleled feats, can apply to borrow this stone for enlightenment, or use it to heal fatal injuries."

At this point, a hint of amusement flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, "Of course, if you want to exchange it, set the merit value high for me, preferably to the level that they would have to struggle their whole lives to have any hope of getting it."

Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up as he instantly understood the deeper meaning behind it.

This is no reward; it's clearly an ultimate temptation hanging over everyone's heads, visible yet almost untouchable!

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Zhang Chulan was filled with admiration, "Brother Mo, not only is your strength extraordinary, but your ability to manage subordinates is also superb!"

"With this as the ultimate goal, the cohesion of our Martial God Temple and the enthusiasm of our core members can at least double!"

"I guarantee that once this news gets out, people all over the world who are superhuman will be scrambling to join us."

Stop flattering me.

Mo Wen laughed and scolded, "Take the things and get on with it, don't bother me while I'm sunbathing."

"Yes! I'll take care of it right away. I guarantee I'll spread the word so everyone knows about it and make everyone envious!"

Zhang Chulan carefully put the Philosopher's Stone into his specially made pouch and was about to bow and take his leave when Mo Wen called him back.

"and many more."

Mo Wen's voice suddenly became somewhat distant. He had sat up straight without anyone noticing, looking up at the cloudless blue sky, his gaze seemingly piercing through the atmosphere and looking into the endless depths of space.

Zhang Chulan was taken aback, stopped in his tracks, and stood respectfully to the side, puzzled.

Fu Rong and the other girls also noticed a subtle change in Mo Wen's aura, and they all quieted down and looked at him.

Mo Wen muttered to himself, "Come to think of it, it's been a few years since my physical body ascended to the heavens..."

Zhang Chulan's heart skipped a beat.

This is the first time Mo Ge has mentioned his body, which has transcended this world, since his ascension!

"...I wonder what the situation is like now."

Mo Wen's lips curled into a playful smile.

In his primordial spirit's perception, the causal thread that existed in the darkness, connecting the souls of this place with the physical bodies of the other side, was now resonating faintly yet clearly.

Like a distant lighthouse, after piercing through the endless fog of time and space, it finally cast a ray of light before his eyes.

"Brother Mo, you..." Zhang Chulan's voice was a little hoarse, "You can feel it?"

"Occasionally, I can catch a faint glimmer of change; after all, it's a part of me."

Mo Wen withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhang Chulan, his eyes filled with a long-lost excitement, as if he had found a new toy.

"Perfect timing. I've pretty much taken care of things on Earth lately, and it's getting a bit boring."

He stood up, stretched, and his joints cracked and popped. An invisible, powerful aura rose up, making the surrounding air thicken.

"It's time to use my spirit to leave my body and 'take a look'."

Mo Wen's smile held a hint of anticipation and curiosity.

"Let's go and see what this so-called 'upper realm' is really like."

"Let's go see how terrifyingly my body, which has absorbed boundless power and endured the baptism of a nuclear explosion, has grown over there."

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