613 Exacting Revenge
The imitation made Xu Jingming’s compatibility with Master of the Abyssal Void increase. This time, he could pry on the Eyes of Abyssal Void and receive more high-dimensional information.

After a long time, the infusion of high-dimensional information became sparse, and Xu Jingming gradually regained consciousness.

Buzz.

Xu Jingming opened his eyes and realized that he was sitting cross-legged in the chest of Abyssal Void’s figure.

I can make Abyssal Void’s figure descend into reality even while I’m lucid? Xu Jingming could sense the horror of Abyssal Void’s figure. It had super destructive power at a high-dimensional level, and looking at it directly dealt a super strong blow to the mind.

!!
With a thought, the projected Abyssal Void figure instantly disappeared, and the surrounding space returned to normal.

Although he restrained everything, Xu Jingming still discovered the changes in his body.

I didn’t release an Abyssal Void figure, but it exists in my heart at all times. In Xu Jingming’s mind and consciousness stood the towering Abyssal Void figure. There’s no need to visualize or even think; it naturally exists in my heart.

Previously, he still needed to visualize to pry on Abyssal Void. It now existed at all times.

Xu Jingming’s mind constantly kept in contact with Abyssal Void’s figure.

Eyes of Abyssal Void? Xu Jingming suddenly understood how to use it. He looked ahead coldly, and as far as his gaze could see, spacetime distorted and matter was annihilated.

Through my eyes, I can make the Abyssal Void in my heart reflect reality and the enemy’s mind. Xu Jingming came to a realization.

He had another means at his disposal—this was a psychic attack. The eyes were a bridge that transmitted the projection of Abyssal Void to the enemy. However, Xu Jingming could ‘transmit’ the Master of the Abyssal Void he understood now. It was far inferior to the true image of the Master of the Abyssal Void that Tutenmu had specially sent over to corrupt him.

The deeper Xu Jingming’s understanding of Master of the Abyssal Void, the more terrifying the Abyssal Void figure his eyes could transmit.

The speed of improvement using imitation is indeed astonishing. Xu Jingming exclaimed in surprise. In the blink of an eye, I’ve reached this stage.

However, there are no abnormal emotions or abnormal consciousnesses yet. I can continue.

Xu Jingming knew the dangers of imitation, but he was corrupted by high-dimensional powers. He had to take the risk to have hope of creating a miracle.

I repay kindness with kindness, and I shall exact revenge on my enemies, Xu Jingming thought. I’ve sorted out all the favors I’ve owed over the years—be it during my time On Earth or in space.

Of course, there were also some other friends, such as Jane, Yijiu, Sakar, Gu Shan, and so on. They had once been of help to him, and he had never returned the favor. However, he couldn’t help much now. All he could do was temporarily take note.
For example, the three Paramounts were also his benefactors. Be it bestowing the No. 9 Primordial Battle Armor or refining Ice Wine to maintain his lucidity, these were all favors. But for the three Paramounts, it didn’t mean much if he didn’t reach the Paramount realm.

I can’t repay their kindness. I can only take note of it for the time being.

Vengeance? I was the only Origin lifeform on Earth. All the enemies on Earth have been dealt with, Xu Jingming thought.

For example, Cheng Zihao had gone bankrupt even though Xu Jingming didn’t target him after the virtual world became universal. Xu Jingming didn’t pay attention to him amidst the torture of pain, regret, and poverty that Cheng Zihao suffered. He eventually died silently in a welfare organization.

Even Cheng Zihao’s father and brother ran into obstacles because of Xu Jingming and the Pearwood Group’s extensive influence.

Back when Xu Jingming and Li Miaomiao were forced into a corner, Cheng Zihao was the mastermind, but it was all thanks to his father’s tacit approval. Therefore, the Pearwood Group didn’t let go of Cheng Zihao’s father… The Pearwood Group only let them off after the Cheng family fell into desolation and Cheng Zihao’s father died.

When the Black Moon civilization infiltrated Earth, there were many traitors! Some of them targeted Xu Jingming. However, after Xu Jingming became an Origin lifeform, they had long been dealt with.

After I became an Origin lifeform, I became friends everywhere in the cosmic human race. No one is a mortal enemy, Xu Jingming thought.

His talent was too dazzling, and the three Paramount realms paid attention to him. Therefore, he had friends everywhere! Everyone welcomed him with a smile. Just as Jane had said, Xu Jingming enjoyed far greater privileges than him.

There are mortal enmities between foreign species in the universe, Xu Jingming thought. The Void Celestial, Tutenmu, made me a test subject and a stepping stone for his evolutionary path. Revenge? I can’t see any hope now.

Enemies internally to the human race. Strictly speaking, there’s only one: Lunardo, Xu Jingming thought.

After becoming an Origin lifeform, no human became enemies with him.

Before he became an Origin lifeform, he kept a low profile on Earth. Logically speaking, he shouldn’t have any archenemies, but Lunardo had come knocking.

I didn’t leave Earth back then. Who knew that Lunardo would visit Earth… Even though Tejano took a stand, he still used a dirty trick to attract the cosmic pirates, Xu Jingming thought.

If Tejano hadn’t sent the Yellow-Shirted Envoy, the waves of cosmic space pirates probably wouldn’t have ceased.

Lunardo’s methods indeed infuriated Xu Jingming. This was because Lunardo held the malice of destroying Earth’s civilization!

This was already a very ‘tactful’ method of destroying a civilization. If it weren’t for Tejano, Lunardo would’ve been ten or a hundred times more ruthless.

Back then… Lunardo apologized to me when I became an Origin lifeform. I was a new Origin lifeform, so I couldn’t deal with the Primestar civilization’s royal family. For the sake of Earth’s development, I couldn’t become enemies with them back then, so I could only endure it, Xu Jingming thought.

However… I’m no longer the same, Xu Jingming thought.

I reached the limit of Lv. 10 in just 300 years and entered the Primordial Research Institute’s top five; a testament to my talent. It’s understandable that I lose control due to the high-dimensional corruption, Xu Jingming thought.

This great karma is like a knife in my heart. I have to resolve this great karma. Xu Jingming smiled. This involves my evolutionary path. What I’m doing isn’t wrong in any way.

Xu Jingming tapped open the projection.

Buzz—

“Lord Wu Ming, the Myriad Worlds Group is honored to serve you,” a purple-robed man suddenly said respectfully.

“I need to buy some information,” Xu Jingming said. “Information on the Primestar civilization royal family’s descendant, Lunardo. It needs to be most detailed, including his residence in reality.”

“It will cost 100 billion cosmic dollars,” answered the purple-robed man with a smile.

Xu Jingming nodded and gently pressed the purchase button.

“Information has been sent to your account, Lord Wu Ming,” said the purple-robed man.

“You’ve already gathered the information?” Xu Jingming was surprised.

“Lunardo is the Primestar civilization’s finance minister. He wields great power, and many customers buy his information. We have his information constantly updated,” the purple-robed man said with a smile.

Xu Jingming came to a realization. “Finance minister? That’s quite powerful.”

“He’s nothing compared to you, Lord Wu Ming,” the purple-robed man flattered.

The Myriad Worlds Group had many customers, and Xu Jingming was definitely one of the top ten VIPs. Ordinary customers would pay a much higher price to buy Lunardo’s information.

The transmission was cut off.

Xu Jingming checked the information regarding Lunardo.

Lunardo is indeed greedy. Xu Jingming read. He lives on Planet Lulu now?

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In the vast territory of the high-level cosmic civilization—the Primestar civilization—the Extensive Galaxy was Lunardo’s private galaxy. Planet Lulu was his favorite private planet.

Planet Lulu.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Spaceships arrived one after another to visit Lord Lunardo in reality.

In a towering palace.

Lunardo was wearing a gorgeous sleeping robe and eating a sumptuous lunch. Hundreds of exquisite dishes only occupied a small portion of the dining table.

“Lord Lunardo, our Winro family was wronged,” the Winro family’s patriarch begged.

“Wronged?” Lunardo sat there slicing his meat. “The special investigation team has already set off. They will provide me a detailed report. They definitely won’t malign your Winro family.”

“The Winro family has several galaxies and territories, and the family has many businesses. How can there be no cracks if you insist on finding one?” The Winro family patriarch begged, “Lord Lunardo, please help. The investigation team suspects that we are paying two trillion less in taxes. We are willing to offer Lord Lunardo five trillion cosmic dollars. I only hope that Lord Lunardo…”

“Once it’s confirmed you pay less, the fine is determined according to the scale of the business.” Lunardo continued eating with his head lowered without looking at the Winro family’s patriarch. “If I don’t punish you thoroughly, how can I intimidate all those families? My Primestar civilization has a long history, but there are too many parasites. They need a proper example set for them.”

“Yes, we have to instill fear in them. Lord Lunardo, you’ve worked hard. I wonder what it takes for you to be willing to save my Winro family?” the family patriarch asked.

Only then did Lunardo look up and smile. “50 trillion cosmic dollars. I’ll help you resolve all your troubles.”

The family patriarch’s face twitched.

Their family only had a few galactic territories, and the cash flow the family could squeeze out was limited. 50 trillion? They probably had to mortgage a lot of assets.

“You can afford it,” Lunardo said. “I’ll give you ten seconds to consider. It’ll be useless even if you pay it after ten seconds. 10, 9, 8…”

“Alright, alright,” the family patriarch said. “I agree.”

“Very good.” Lunardo nodded.

The reason why these people met in reality was that many things weren’t suitable for conversation on the virtual world! There would be records of conversations on the virtual world—evidence of a crime.

As for his private planet, Lunardo was certain that nobody could record evidence.

“I heard Princess Wenro’s performance previously. It was great,” Lunardo said. “Send her to me to be my secretary. Is that fine?”

“N-no problem.” The family patriarch forced a smile. He knew very well what being Lunardo’s secretary meant.

“Leave.” Lunardo waved his hand.

The family patriarch immediately retreated respectfully.

“Next.” Lunardo raised his glass.

…

Guest after guest came to visit. Lunardo saw more than ten guests during lunch.

As the younger brother of the Primestar civilization’s emperor—who didn’t have any children—Lunardo handled many matters. He even occupied the extremely important position of finance minister—finance minister of an advanced cosmic civilization.

“That’s all for the noon meetings. I’m tired.” Lunardo got up.

“Master, there’s a small matter,” the butler whispered. “We’ve already taken over your private planet, Planet Jila. There are hundreds of millions of natives on the planet. What should we do with them?”

Lunardo thought for a moment. “Choose ten million good-looking ones to stay. Get rid of the rest and send them to the mines or sell them to a biological company. Do whatever you want. In short… It has to be legal.”

“Don’t worry. Whatever you do is always legal and clean,” the butler said with a smile.

“Yeah.” Lunardo nodded and turned to leave.