Global Descent: I Alone Can See Hidden Evolution Paths

The ninety days of intense preparation flew by inside the private training quarters of the massive wooden ship. Min-jae stood near the edge of the central bronze furnace, his forearms leaning calmly against the dark-iron railing as he watched the steady, pure flames under the cauldron. His black silk lounging shirt carried a soft warmth, the heat from his own core perfectly supporting the room’s atmosphere.

Sitting right next to his side on a low woven mat was Gu Bylai. The stunning Ice Goddess had her white and pale ice-blue silk dress spread out beautifully on the floorboards, her alluring eyes wide with an intense, breathless adoration. While the other nine wives were busy in the upper library or organizing the spatial bags, she had spent every single hour of the three-month journey refining the silver spirit-herbs they had taken from the ancient cave.

"The fire control is completely stable now, husband," Gu Bylai whispered softly, her face flushing a deep, beautiful crimson as she reached up and gently took his hand. Her heart was racing violently against her ribs, her fingers trembling slightly with a deep, human emotion. "Your solar energy has completely anchored my frost-law channels. I can refine high-tier medicine ten times faster than before. Thank you for trusting me with this primary mission."

Min-jae turned his face slightly, his ears burning a bright, flustered pink as her soft curves lightly pressed against his knee. Even after reaching the mid-stage of the immortal realms, dealing with the direct, close-proximity gratitude of his wives always brought out a trace of his old human shyness. He awkwardly cleared his throat, his fingers twitching as he looked down at her gorgeous, adoring face.

"You earned the slot, Bylai," Min-jae said slowly, his voice dropping into a low, thoroughly flustered baritone. "The dual-cultivation loop replicates whatever strength you build. If you take the top throne at the competition, our entire family’s foundation will become unbreakable."

"Then I will not leave a single resource behind, my Sovereign," Gu Bylai murmured breathlessly, her eyes melting into absolute love as she leaned her head gently against his shoulder, enjoying the final quiet moments of their private training loop.

The peaceful domestic warmth inside the training room was smoothly interrupted as the massive wooden ship let out a deep, low vibration, its giant oars slowly locking into place. The three-month flight was officially complete.

Min-jae and his ten wives walked out onto the wide, open-air wooden deck to observe the landscape ahead. The sight outside the panoramic viewports was absolutely breathtaking. Hovering within an endless sea of pure white clouds were The Pillars of the Alchemist—a massive, neutral sanctuary consisting of hundreds of giant, floating white stone towers connected by wide jade bridges.

The central plaza below was completely packed. Thousands of high-ranking cultivators, elite ancient clan members, and famous old Alchemists from every corner of the higher realm were gathered around the trade booths, their colorful robes making the plaza look like a vast sea of light. The air was incredibly dense, smelling heavily of thousand-year herbs, burning charcoal, and rare medicinal oils.

"The crowd downstairs is completely unhinged, boss!" Han Chae-won barked happily from the deck railing, her cheeks puffed up with high-energy financial excitement. "There are over fifty top-tier clans registered, and the market stalls are selling premium ingredients for millions of spirit coins!"

"Let’s go down and lock in our registration file," Min-jae commanded flatly, his dark eyes flashing with a commanding, quiet focus.

The family smoothly descended from the ship, their long lavender, sapphire, and green silk traditional gowns trailing gracefully across the polished jade floorboards as they walked through the bustling crowd. The sight of ten drop-dead gorgeous women walking in a precise, protective vanguard formation around a single deadpan man instantly caused a massive, breathless silence to ripple through the trade lanes, hundreds of cultivators turning their heads in pure awe.

But as they reached the primary registration booth near the central pillar, a loud, arrogant scoff shattered the peaceful atmosphere.

"What is this nonsense?" an old, arrogant man in over-designed ruby-plated robes sneered loudly. It was Elder Ignis, a high-ranking master from the rival Blazing Fire Clan, standing beside his young, smug disciples. He looked down at Min-jae’s simple silk shirt and Gu Bylai’s pale blue gown with complete, aristocratic disdain. " a cold-element girl think they can register for the supreme alchemy throne? Cold energy completely ruins the baseline heat of a cauldron! You lack the proper fire-law lineage to even wash our bronze furnaces! Take your cheap group and crawl back to the lower world before you embarrass yourselves!"

The surrounding cultivators went entirely, breathlessly silent, a heavy wave of high-stakes suspense and tension filling the air.

Min-jae didn’t pull his heavy Sovereign Golden Greatsword from his shoulder. He stood perfectly stationary with his hands casually slid deep inside his trouser pockets, his black eyes tracking the old elder with an entirely unbothered, mocking clarity. He didn’t say a single word. He simply called out to his cultivation interface to scan the old man’s core.

[Sovereign Cultivation Interface Active!]

[Target Isolated: Elder Ignis (Level 62 — High Stage of the Divine Soul Realm).]

[Hidden Loophole Detected: His internal fire channels are severely unstable due to over-consuming cheap flame pills. A single concentrated wave of absolute frost-law qi will cause an immediate internal elemental collapse, multiplying the feedback damage by 250%!]

Min-jae didn’t even shift his stance. He looked slightly to his left flank. "Bylai. The elder is cluttering the booth line. Clear the trail."

"Right away, husband," Gu Bylai voiced softly, her alluring icy-blue eyes instantly narrowing into a sharp field of pure, freezing noble detachment.

She took a single graceful step forward, her pale blue silk dress billowing wildly as she raised her slender hand, unleashing her unsealed frost energy straight into the stone floorboards. She didn’t use a grand world-staff or compile a complex chant. She simply tapped her elegant finger against the edge of the registration table.

A catastrophic, blinding wave of absolute zero cosmic frost violently erupted from her fingertips, traveling along the ground at supersonic velocity. The terrifying ice didn’t just touch Elder Ignis; it forcefully slammed straight into his chest plates, instantly short-circuiting his unstable internal fire channels.

The old elder’s internal fire channels violently imploned from the inside out with a deafening roar of silver ice and crackling crimson sparks. Elder Ignis let out a choked, blood-curdling shriek of pure, un-adulterated terror as his entire twelve-foot pride was forcefully smashed flat onto his face against the hard jade plaza floorboards. His massive life bar flatlined by ninety percent in less than a second, his over-designed ruby robes turning into frozen, tattered rags as he lay trembling in the dust, completely humiliated in front of his entire clan division and the thousands of watching cultivators.

"g-gahhhh! My fire core....nooooo!"the old elder gasped out, his blood staining the frozen stone as he looked up at the stunning, indifferent Ice Goddess with wide, petrified eyes. "How ...can a cold element annihilatet my lineage?!"

The young disciples instantly dropped their cauldrons, falling flat on their knees in total, breathless terror, their faces turning completely bloodless as Min-jae casually picked up the glowing registration token from the table, not offering the fallen elder a single glance.

"The file is locked," Min-jae murmured smoothly, turning his face back toward his ten gorgeous, silk-draped wives.

"You were amazing, sister Bylai!" Yoo Ji-a purred loudly, her long black ponytail swaying violently as her violet eyes flashed with a sudden, playful territorial jealousy. She aggressively grabbed Min-jae’s right arm, pressing her soft curves against his flank. "But now that the booth is clear, husband belongs to the vanguard line for the rest of the tour! We need to find our residential pavilion!"

Medusa let out a low, seductive chime of laughter, her large, piercing icy-blue eyes narrowing into a sharp field of pure envy as she immediately squeezed her exceptionally voluptuous hourglass figure straight onto his left arm. "The shadow spear should learn to share the walking space. Our husband’s elements require my lavender silk proximity to balance the high thermal heat of this plaza."

Min-jae sat down on a stone bench near the central pavilion walkway, completely trapped under the tight, warm, and frantic embrace of his ten beautiful wives who all started their playful bickering all over again.The primary registration was secured, the arrogant Fire Clan was completely face-slapped, and their high-stakes adventure at the absolute center of the immortal world was officially ready to cross the ultimate threshold.

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