In a vast pure technological world, two beings were fighting, The first being wore a leather suit, flexible enough for fighting, he was physically fit, his muscles bulging enough for onlookers to know he was one to train intensely.
Apart from that, he had blue scales decorating his face, blue tongs of fire occasionally blew out of his nose, the man also had long dragon whiskers.
"Give it up Zhurong, you'll never get my Blue Underworld Gene Flames!" His voice was loud, like the rumbling of thunder or the stampeding of elephants.
His opponent, the being he was shouting at looked on with a smirk, unlike the former, his opponent did not look so horrid, but he looked somewhat wild and refined. Red fiery hair, ember-like orange eyes. On his back was a weird-looking bag. He was bare-footed and wore shorts.
"Heh, Long Lan Se, with your paltry abilities, you dare make such claims, don't make me laugh!"
He let out a wild grin as he mocked his opponent.
"Don't you be so arrogant Zhurong, do you think you are something just because your master is the Flame Sovereign? If you didn't have his support, I could easily squash you like a bug!"
Zhurong put his head down and closed his eyes for a while, he let out a sigh and finally opened his eyes and put his head back up.
"Heh, so that's what you think, huh? Did you know that before I even met the Flame Sovereign, I had unknowingly made my first origin and genetic flame? Did you know that while I did that, I was still an orphan without any backing whatsoever, Did you know that I could destroy you just as easy as lifting my finger?!"
With each question, his voice became louder and he radiated a kingly might, one that was only fit for the ruler of the world to have. Zhurong erupted into golden flames and the surroundings combusted along with him. It now seemed like a fiery battleground. From the flames, birthed was the gargantuan silhouette of a Dragon.
"ROAR!!!"
"N-n-no!!"
With a loud roar from Zhurong and the illusory dragon, Long Lan Se was consumed by the golden flame.
With a slight intention from Zhurong, the golden flames that had decimated the surroundings into ashes moved towards him and disappeared within the bag on his back.
The smoke also cleared after a while and all that was left of the battlefield was a blue flame on the ground. The blue flame seemed to divert any form of heat that came towards it.
Zhurong walked over to the flame and yanked it off the ground, he opened the zipper on the bag behind him, and carefully placed the flames within. If one looked inside the bag, one would see nine other flames, they had different attributes.
"Heh, including the gene flame within me, I only need one more flame to practice the Twelve Flame God Technique. Whew, heh, I'm sure Feng will quake in his boots when he sees me. I'm just too awesome!"
Torch/Zhurong said arrogantly, licking his own ass. Following this, he immediately stopped talking and zipped the bag up. With his barefooted legs, he trudged forward, ignoring the former battlefield.
"Hehe, those folks back in the Empty Dimension thought that one couldn't launch energy attacks using genetic energy until one reached the peak. They were freaking wrong!"
In the Gene Dimension, levels were divided like so;
Gene Apprentice
Gene Disciple
Gene Master
Gene Grandmaster
Gene Lord
Gene Overlord
Gene Sovereign
Gene Immortal
Zhurong was a Gene Grandmaster (equivalent to Jade rank in fantasy dimension) And the Flame Sovereign was a Gene Sovereign, unsurprisingly he nurtured Zhurong with the best resources, which was one of the factors for him reaching the Gene Grandmaster rank so soon. But other than that, coupled with Zhurong's bloodline, he more or less reached the rank even faster.
At first, Zhurong was quite startled when the Flame Sovereign nurtured him to this extent, but then he remembered some word from the Empty Dimension.
What the Sovereign was doing was called, "Fattening the sheep before one eats". Although he could be quite brazen, Zhurong was no fool, he understood this fact very easily, and kept his guard up around his "master". It was the only way he could ensure his preservation.
After a while of thinking and walking, Zhurong arrived at a magnificent technological city, he could hear several hawkers shouting as a way to garner customers.
"Wind Hawk Gene Regent, don't miss out on it. Only 100 coins!"
"Silver Serpent Blades, cut down your foes with these treasured daggers They cost only 600 coins!"
"Green Dragon Defensive Armour, only 1000 coins"
Zhurong walked forward without paying attention to these scams, most of their products were fakes, he learnt that the first time he came here. That was where his bag came from, it was said to be able to trap living creatures.
He tried using it in a fight and was disappointed massively. But eventually, he found a good use for it, storing genetic flames.
He continued walking forward and heard several remarks.
"Hey, look it's Zhurong. He's smiling massively, I wonder what his harvests were?"
"He must have gotten what he finally wanted from Long Lan Se."
"What a madman, I can't still believe that he decided to train in the Twelve Flame Gods gene technique. All those who tried before were turned to vegetables,"
The speakers were male and female. The male had slightly ordinary looks, while the female could be considered beautiful.
Zhurong saw one of the speakers was female, so he immediately walked over to her, and pressed her against a wall.
"Hey, stop it!"
The ordinary-looking make youth spoke in protest, but Zhurong turned his head towards the youth and spoke in confusion.
"Huh, do I know you? Why are you talking to me?"
"N-no, I'm just a random kid, you don't know me at all."
"Heh, I like you. You and that pretty girl are gonna be my lackeys"
The same thoughts appeared in both youth's minds.
'What have we gotten into now?'
Zhurong walked on and finally reached a large mansion, with the two in tow.
"Is that...?"
"Yeah, the Flame Sovereign's mansion."
It was then they realized that Zhurong was really not joking. They were truly going to be his lackeys from then on.