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Chapter 123 - Akasha Terminal, Unlicensed Medical Doctor, Delusional Zhao Wei

Zhao Wei had reached an important step - He wanted to know his physique's evaluation.

How did reality or the universe's knowledge terminal perceive the [๐— ๐˜†๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฃ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜€๐—ถ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ]?

Stating it like that made him think of Sumeru City's Akasha Terminal invented by the Greater Leader Rukkhadevata but fortunately, his [๐—ง๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต ๐——๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜] somehow seemed to be connected to the universe's database, drawing detailed knowledge from things he had surface knowledge about or so he thought.

In essence, Zhao Wei was basically still in the 'Beta period testing' of the evolved ocular power so he had to take his time to see its limitations and strong points.

'So far [๐—ง๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต ๐——๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜] has shown to activate whenever I make physical contact with an object. I wonder if it can extend to anything within my line of vision.' Another speculative thought cropped up in his mind before he decided to first concentrate on what he was going to do.

"That will have to wait first since I am curious about something else at the moment." An anticipatory glint gleamed in Zhao Wei's deep pools as he concentrated his conscious thoughts on his body whilst activating [๐—ง๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต ๐——๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜].

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Name: Zhao Wei.

Secret Identity: Transmigrator(Possessor of the [God Eye Variant])

Current Identity: Inner Disciple of Broken Moon Sect, Partial Disciple of both Vice Head Zhang and Vice Head Guan, Favored Disciple of Elder Hai Yun.

Profession: Junior Alchemist, Trash Painter, Mortal-level Chef, Unlicensed Medical Doctor.

Cultivation Base: 1st Sky of the Ascended Realm.

Body Cultivation Technique: Primordial Stellar Energy Body Refining Art.

Other Cultivation Techniques: [Tyrant Fist], [Flowing Stream], [Instantaneous Lightning Movement], [Illusory Steps], [Overworld Thunder Cry]... [+]

Physique: Myriad Constellation Physique (Incomplete)

Bloodline: None.

Lifespan: Only ten years of living remain as a result of the curse known as "Eating more than you can chew" brought into effect by forcefully using the hax "Stellar Nova: The One".

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'What the f*ck? Eating more than I can chew? Like seriously? I was saving my pitiful life from a three-eyed medium-ranked mysterious villainous old goat!'

He could feel the sting deep in his soul.

'And what's with 'Trash Painter' and 'Unlicensed Medical Doctor'? As much as I want to refute this, it isn't exactly wrong per se.'

Various cursive thoughts stampeded around in his mind nonetheless.

Zhao Wei then opened his mouth wide like a fool, his eyes almost poking out of their sockets like Pinocchio's nose.

He wondered if there was something wrong with [๐—ง๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต ๐——๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜].

The information was so detailed and vital that it even exposed his secret status as the neighborhood's cliched transmigrator. (And that was something that every reincarnator, regressor, or transmigrator always guards with their life. Well, it's not like Zhao Wei cared that much.)

Though not as terrifying as exposing his inner emotions, alignment, sexuality, and thoughts, Zhao Wei felt that [๐—ง๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต ๐——๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜] had reservations about some of his personal information.

'At least, it didn't act like some NPC favorability system.' Zhao Wei shrugged as he continued to analyze his status information.

"But still it hasn't provided what I was expecting. The focus should be on my physique instead of my whole being."

Zhao Wei once again focused on that single detail: The [๐— ๐˜†๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฃ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜€๐—ถ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ]!

Soon, lines of text began to form in his field of view.

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[๐— ๐˜†๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฃ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜€๐—ถ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ]

This is a special physique fatefully formed as a result of practicing the Primordial Stellar Body Refining Art.

Forged from the absorption of the primal essences of the Moon, Sun, and the Stars. The pioneer of the physique, Zhao Wei, can channel these celestial energies throughout his body and make them exist in a harmonious state.

Even though it's incomplete, it grants the pioneer the following boons: Incalculable Talent(No bottlenecks, unable to be categorized under Fan Universe's talent distinctions.), Limited Fate Veiling(slightly resistant to fate deductions), Potent Regenerative Healing, Unchained Physical Might, Extreme Heat, and Cold Resistance(forged from the flames of the sun and the cold of the moon), Stellar Flames.

As incomplete as it is, it has the leeway to evolve and continuously grow stronger as long as the pioneer continues to deduce and perfect the Primordial Stellar Body Refining Art.

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"Hehe." Zhao Wei rubbed his chin while chuckling unceasingly.

He looked crazy at this moment. But not crazy enough.

"There's still room for improvement."

"Stellar Flames" was something that he improvised after immersing himself in the Dao of Alchemy over the past few days.

It directly went against what was already established in the society of alchemists.

Only True Spirit Realm experts could use their own flames to perform alchemical arts but Zhao Wei thought otherwise.

He was secretly a lawbreaker. An unconventional one to boot.

Instead of using coals or unreliable combustible materials, why couldn't he just create his own flames to perform his own way of Alchemy?

Yun Yao had her own school of thought when it came to the Dao of Alchemy, even Old Man Guan. Zhao Wei upped his game and decided to circumvent the almost insurmountable wall between him and True Spirit Realm experts!

"I wonder why he's still the Vice Head. I reckon even among True Human Rank experts there exists qualitative differences. The current Head of the Grass Wood Division should be more experienced and powerful in terms of Alchemy and general combat." Zhao Wei arrived at a conclusion regarding Old Man Guan's current situation.

Unfurling his palm, white and yellow flames instantly materialized, silently and eerily dancing in all directions under his secret 'puppetry'.

The Stellar Flames looked unusually tame under Zhao Wei's hands. The extreme heat easily increased the temperature inside the room but no sweat could be seen on his skin.

He could feel the flame's heat, volatility, ferocity, and impulsive urge to incinerate everything.

And if it were not for Zhao Wei's existence, the Stellar Flames would have made winter turn into a full-blown summer.

Extinguishing the flames from his hands, Zhao Wei exhaled a hot, misty breath.

"I have been sequestered in this room for almost an eternity." He yawned in exaggeration as his cross-legged form began to float in midair.

Then, he stretched his legs to stand, his feet smoothly landing on the ground.

How lazy was he to not just stand up like any normal person would?

Well, the problem was that he was not normal and casually floating during meditation was addictive as hell.

Zhao Wei understood the need to practice acting cool, both for his audience and those who wanted their faces slapped.

"I wonder how Yun Yao is doing. The mature beauty who is addicted to the Dao of Alchemy should be practicing what she's good atโ€ฆ Probably." Zhao Wei nonchalantly stretched his body, his joints, bones, and muscles making sounds of pleasure.

And then, he stepped outside into the snow-laden lands.

Cold winds brushed against his handsome face and obsidian black hair, causing a few strands to loosely obscure his vision

"The Night King has arrived. I am going to one-shot him and destroy the suspense of the final season." A delusional smile formed on Zhao Wei's face as he walked the lands of snow, determined to save the Seven Kingdoms.

"Anya and Snow, they better be prepared!"

With each step that Zhao Wei took, the cold snow on the ground began to subtly melt due to his body's special heat.

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