The dark, icy starry sky seemed almost warm, as if light was blooming within it.
"Graywhite Aura I've never seen before!"
Andrew Han, thrilled beyond words, carefully sensed the Graywhite Aura contained within the three pitch-black meteorites—each stream shifting and flowing unpredictably like a meandering river, far richer than any Graywhite Aura he'd obtained before.
Still elusive, swirling back and forth!
Its vast, mysterious essence—unchanged as always.
At that moment, Andrew Han stood in the dark starry sky, his giant palm gently gripping a pitch-black meteorite, silently thinking: "The true origin of Graywhite Aura must be tied to destiny—traces left behind after fate has washed something clean, much like how time leaves things aged and decayed."
Time brings decay, while destiny brings upheaval and transformation.
Graywhite Aura is likely the condensed essence of destiny's changes and turbulence—but only Andrew Han can perceive and merge with it.
"Absorb it first. I'll study it later."
Andrew Han had far too much to consider: the Mo‑Tai inheritance still needed to be fully explored, Chenriver Palace involved opportunities beyond the Chenriver Empire and even the Celestia Stellar System, not to mention Power Traits and the Nameless Crystal Diamond.
These questions could only be set aside for now.
"Absorb!"
Andrew Han silently recited the word.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Three river-like streams of Graywhite Aura instantly surged out from the pitch-black meteorites, merging into the giant cyan palm. Then, guided by the mysterious link between the palm and Andrew Han, they fused directly into the depths of his life.
Silence!
Andrew Han was momentarily stunned: "The bottleneck at the peak of Third‑Order Constant Light is actually starting to loosen?"
The immense effect of the three streams of Graywhite Aura left Andrew Han secretly amazed.
Yet.
Right now, forging the giant tower was the top priority.
Andrew Han picked up the pitch-black meteorite, shook it twice, and shattered it into fine powder. Following the method provided by Bailey, he altered its color and finally sprinkled it over the surface of the giant black tower.
In an instant, the tower gleamed golden.
"Almost done."
"Just three final steps to go."
He exhaled, then extended his giant palm again, sweeping across the ten thousand meters of pitch-black meteorites in the vicinity—but found no more Graywhite Aura.
Time gradually slipped by.
Andrew Han continued forging the giant tower.
"For now, I'll set aside the Soul Crystal‑Diamond. It's much like the Consciousness Crystal‑Diamond, both being unique soul anomalies. As long as I choose the law transmission from the Mo‑Tai inheritance that's best suited for me, that's enough."
"The martial arts system is the same."
"Besides cultivating techniques, I also need to study Power Traits. If I gather a certain combination of Power Traits, I can fuse them all and evolve the ultimate trait."
The so-called ultimate trait is the power that represents the order of the universe.
Unfortunately, Bailey's knowledge base only records the ultimate trait of perceiving all things, and doesn't explain how to evolve it.
"Soul intent and martial arts are everything."
"But besides these... my parents' lifespan, why Xiaoqian was born with Inspiration, and Earth's long-term future—all of these need to be carefully considered."
These matters cannot be rushed.
In any case, there was plenty of time ahead and so much lifespan. Andrew Han only felt his heart grow ever calmer, quieter, and undisturbed.
A mind as calm as water—nothing more, nothing less.
Taking advantage of the time spent forging the giant tower, Andrew Han sorted through all his thoughts, his mood growing clear and his mind bright, with no stray worries left to trouble his heart.
In truth, it was all very simple—not nearly as complicated as it seemed.
Become strong! Stronger! Stronger still! In the vast expanse of the universe, there is no problem that can't be solved with a single punch.
If there is one.
Then just throw another punch.
......
After a long while, the dead silent starry sky returned to darkness. Only the Green Mountain hovered quietly above, with Andrew Han standing at the hatch with a stern face, and Bailey looking pitiful beside him.
"Bailey!"
Andrew Han's expression was grim: "You didn't calculate this in advance? How much space does the giant tower need to fit... If you keep gesturing like that, I might as well throw everything out."
Wuwuwu T^T~
Bailey stammered, too frightened to make a sound.
As a high-level intelligent core, Bailey was starting to doubt herself!
Especially in recent days, she began to wonder if she was just a knockoff or defective product.
There are always oversights.
There are always mistakes.
No major problems, but minor issues keep cropping up.
"These two crates of juice." Andrew Han angrily picked up a box about a hundred meters long and wide. "These high-temperature juices have beautifying, nourishing, and lubricating effects—I was planning to give them to Xiaomeng, and you actually told me to throw them out! Are you trying to ruin my happiness?"
Gulp.
Bailey swallowed nervously.
Andrew Han picked up a giant round sphere: "A fitness swimming pool I bought specially for my biological father. With persistent swimming, he can reach the peak of the Mortal tier!"
Bailey: (ó﹏ò?)
"Still playing innocent!" Andrew Han coldly dragged Bailey to stand before a hundred flower pots. "The Hundred Birds Toward Star Flower, a specialty of Whitebird, can make my mother young again—not just slow her aging!"
Bailey: (@_@)