Swallowing the Stars: Starting with the Primordial God and Demon Avatar

"Brother, you're really not dead?"

Despite Xu Qiankun's repeated explanations, Xu Yixin still couldn't quite believe it.

She had witnessed firsthand how severely Xu Qiankun was injured—his arms and legs were broken, he was barely recognizable as a human being—yet he had now fully recovered. She couldn't think of any other explanation but that he was a ghost.

Fortunately, the doctors and nurses who performed the surgery on Xu Qiankun also came out of the operating room and offered their explanations.

"Brother, you've recovered! That's wonderful!"

Xu Yixin threw herself into Xu Qiankun's arms, bursting into tears of joy.

"Okay, okay, I don't have any clothes to wear right now. Yixin, go buy me some clothes."

Xu Qiankun patted his sister's shoulder, using the tactic of changing the subject to stop her crying.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

As expected, this trick worked. Xu Yixin hurriedly went to buy him clothes, while Xu Qiankun retrieved his personal belongings from the doctor.

Xu Qiankun put the smartwatch on his wrist and checked the time.

2053年8月11日22点13分

"I was injured around 3 a.m. on August 11. It took a lot of time to get back from the wilderness. Then I crossed over, which should have been around 6 p.m.."

"I spent quite a while in the womb of heaven and earth; according to Earth time, it should have been about half a month."

"Half a month has passed over there, while it's about four hours here. The difference in time flow is about ninety times. Ninety years have passed in the world where the Heaven and Earth Membrane is located, while one year has passed in the Swallowed Star World."

"As for whether it is true or not, we'll have to test it again to know."

Xu Qiankun glanced at the time on the smartwatch and thought with a wicked grin, "At this point in time, the cosmic bully Luo Feng should only be a freshman in high school. Right now, his biggest dream is to buy his parents a house with large floor-to-ceiling windows and an elevator. If I fulfill his request, I wonder if there will still be a Luo City Lord who proves his Dao through force in the future."

He might think about it, but Xu Qiankun wouldn't actually do it.

Luo Feng is the biggest backer of Earthlings and even the entire Origin World. As long as you latch onto him well, it's not difficult to become a God King, even if you're not too bad yourself.

After packing her personal belongings, Xu Yixin returned with bags and packages not long after. Xu Qiankun put on his newly bought clothes and went through the discharge procedures.

Linlang Residential Area is a residential area for the families of martial artists in Dongyang City, one of the twelve satellite cities of the Kyoto base of the Extreme Martial Arts Academy. The residents are either martial artists who have signed contracts with the Extreme Martial Arts Academy or their family members.

Villa No. 303 in Linlang Community was the house that the original owner was allocated after signing a contract with the Extreme Martial Arts Academy after becoming a martial artist. Only the original owner and his sister lived there.

As for his uncle's family, they lived as martial arts family members in the villa left by his father.

"We'll deal with that family tomorrow."

Xu Qiankun's eyes gleamed coldly; he had more important things to do tonight.

"Yixin, I've just recovered and need some time to adjust. Get ready and go to sleep. Don't bother me unless it's absolutely necessary."

After greeting Xu Yixin, Xu Qiankun entered the cultivation room.

Five Hearts Facing the Sky

He sat cross-legged on the ground, adopting the posture of "five hearts facing the sky" to practice the Gene Primal Energy Cultivation Method.

Although this was his first time cultivating, his predecessor was already a high-level warrior, and he had practiced the Gene Source Energy Cultivation Method and Guiding Technique countless times.

So he sensed cosmic energy not long after he started cultivating.

The energy of the universe is drawn into the cells, absorbed and transformed by the mitochondria within the cells, releasing genetic energy. The cells then absorb this genetic energy to continuously divide and strengthen themselves, thereby enhancing the martial artist's strength.

With life's genes evolving to twice their original size, Xu Qiankun's cells' tolerance limit wasn't just expanding twice, but tenfold.

Every cell was frantically absorbing the genetic energy like a greedy glutton, far surpassing the effect of the original body's first attempt at genetic energy cultivation.

Xu Qiankun cultivated for a full day and two nights.

When he woke up, it was already 10 a.m. on August 13.

"My power is at least ten times greater than when I was at my peak."

Xu Qiankun was full of confidence. When the original owner was at his peak, he was a high-level warrior with a punching force of about 5600 kilograms and a speed of about 103 m/s. Now, his strength should exceed 6 kilograms and his speed should exceed 290 m/s. It is hard to say whether he has reached the level of a war god, but he is definitely a high-level warrior.

In addition, his mental power is no less than that of genetic energy, and he can control three throwing knives at the same time to fight. He is not afraid even when facing a low-level war god.

"Let's eat something first, then go to the extreme sports arena to test our skills."

Two hours later, Xu Qiankun headed straight for the extreme sports arena testing area.

Once a martial artist reaches the martial arts level, aside from the initial significant progress during gene energy training, subsequent advancements are largely gradual and require consistent effort. Furthermore, most martial artists possess their own specialized testing equipment, so not many come to the venue for testing.

"Test the strength first."

Xu Qiankun turned on the strength testing device, and after the device was running normally, he threw a punch.

bang

A dull thud was heard, and the numbers on the tester screen jumped wildly before finally settling on '60326KG'.

He then threw two more punches, one each for '60752KG' and '60623KG'.

"As expected, my power is not far from that of a beginner-level War God."

Although he was prepared, Xu Qiankun was still overjoyed when he actually saw that the power was more than ten times that of his predecessor.

The next speed test yielded an impressive result of 318 m/s, significantly faster than his estimate of 290 m/s.

Finally, the test assesses neural reaction speed, which is also an extremely important indicator in combat.

With the aid of his mental power, even though Xu Qiankun's movement technique was somewhat lacking, he still received an excellent evaluation of being a high-level warrior at the peak and a beginner-level war god.

"My current strength is among the top even among warriors. If I grit my teeth, I might even be certified as a war god."

Xu Qiankun was full of confidence. Warrior, general, war god, the numbers were secondary; the most important thing was the battle record.

"Cousin Qiankun, it really is you! I thought I was seeing things!"

Just as Xu Qiankun was leaving the extreme sports arena, he encountered a group of five or six young men and women. One of them, a man who looked about twenty-two or twenty-three years old and resembled him, stopped him.

Xu Minghui

Upon seeing the young man, Xu Qiankun frowned slightly, a look of disgust on his face.

He recognized the man; he was Xu Minghui, the eldest son of his former uncle Xu Wu and his cousin by blood, a good-for-nothing who only became a senior student at the age of twenty-two.

"What? Now that you've become a martial artist, you don't even know how to call me 'Big Brother' anymore?"

When Xu Qiankun called him by his name directly, Xu Minghui's face turned cold.

Since arriving in Linlang Community six years ago, Xu Qiankun and his sister Xu Yixin have been bullied by them. It has become a habit, and even after Xu Qiankun became a martial artist, he has not changed.

"Wait a minute, didn't I hear you were dying? How come you're here, and you don't look injured?"

Xu Minghui, remembering his mother's words about applying to lock Xu Qiankun's personal bank account for estate preservation or something, asked in surprise.

Snapped

A crisp sound rang out at the entrance of the extreme sports arena. Xu Minghui was sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground. Half of his face was smashed. If Xu Qiankun hadn't held back, one slap would have blown him to pieces.

"You...you dare hit me?"

Xu Minghui's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

"Disrespecting or provoking a martial artist will only result in a fine, let alone a beating. Even if I kill you, the worst that can happen is that I'll be fined."

Xu Qiankun walked up to Xu Minghui, stepped on his head, and said in a cold tone, "Come on, curse me."

"Xu Qiankun, this is the martial arts community of the Extreme Martial Arts Academy. I am a family member of a martial artist. You cannot lay a hand on a family member of a martial artist, or the Extreme Martial Arts Academy will not forgive you."

Xu Minghui finally felt fear and said urgently.

"A martial artist's family member?" Xu Qiankun sneered at him. "I admit you're the martial artist's family member. If I don't, what are you?"

However, Xu Qiankun ultimately did not kill the man.

Martial artists do have privileges, but those whose strength is below planetary level should be more discreet, either by doing so secretly or by using the rules.

"Don't ever show your face in my sight again, or I'll beat you every time I see you."

Xu Qiankun gave a cold threat, then turned and left.

"You damn bastard, you dare hit me? Just wait till my mom gets her hands on you!"

Xu Minghui glared fiercely at Xu Qiankun's departing figure, but dared not utter a word.

Back home, Xu Qiankun lay on the bed with Xu Yixin's alarm clock in his hand and quickly fell asleep.

The next moment he opened his eyes and saw a dim and cramped space.