"Little Jiu! Little Jiu!" Xu Jingming roared in fury.

Little Jiu had already shut up, not responding at all.

Xu Jingming fell silent, looking at the Dark Primordial Star spear techniques on the wall. He said softly, "The sober me is too cautious, afraid that the madness will hurt my family? But I'm imprisoned! I can't contact the outside world, how can I hurt anyone?"

"Xu Jingming, ah, Xu Jingming, you can forbid me from replying! But you have to let me read the letters, reading the letters won't hurt my daughter. Next time I pass the sobriety test, I must change the arrangements."

Xu Jingming guarded this life. Cosmic principles, condensed and growing.

Immediately, he began to practice his spear techniques.

"Master, your daughter has sent a letter."

It was unknown what year it was. Inside the lonely spacetime prison.

Little Jiu reminded Xu Jingming again.

"Oh." Xu Jingming's hair had grown long, and he sat there cross-legged. His mind probed the high-dimensional, watching the distant Primordial Star.

This was the only scenery inside the spacetime prison.

"Master should practice strengthening exercises, to purify the essence through strengthening exercises." To awaken sooner, Little Jiu reminded.

Many years passed again. "Who am I?" Xu Jingming stood blankly inside the prison, his gaze sweeping over the large amount of chaotic memory collisions. Some of these memories were Xu Jingming's random feelings, some were purely fantasies.

"Am I Yu Fang? No, I'm an exorcist, Wu Ming. I also have a Seventh Uncle, no, that's the virtual world, it's fake. I'm Ning Wei." Xu Jingming, the large amount of chaotic memories made it impossible to determine what was real and what was fake.

"Master, you are Xu Jingming, Xu Jingming, do you remember?" Little Jiu was extremely anxious. "Xu Jingming," Xu Jingming murmured.

"You are the most dazzling genius of the contemporary human race, recruited into the Primordial Research Institute, codenamed Wu Ming," Little Jiu continued.

"Oh, Xu Jingming, I seem to remember."

"You have a wife named Lin Miaomiao, and a daughter named Xu Lixing. You only started contacting the virtual world at the age of 29." Little Jiu immediately supplemented the relevant information. Xu Jingming listened carefully.

"I've said everything I know about the events before becoming a Source Lifeform," Little Jiu said, "Your memories should be sorted out now, right?"

Xu Jingming stood in the prison and sneered. "You've made it sound quite realistic, taking advantage of my memory chaos to start fixing my memories, installing an identity."

"This Xu Jingming you created is fake, right?"

"Master!" Little Jiu was anxious. "Calling me master might also be a lie, you are more likely to be the prison's guard intelligence," Xu Jingming sneered, "No matter what you say, I won't believe it while my memories are chaotic."

"Xu Jingming, do you not even know your wife and daughter? You care about them the most!" Little Jiu asked.

"I have a wife? A daughter? How can I be sure they aren't false memories you fabricated?" Xu Jingming scoffed, "Shut up, don't bother me."

Then, Xu Jingming stretched out his right hand, holding a long spear, and continued to practice his spear techniques. He spent most of his time practicing the spear every day, and it had become a habit over time.

"Alas, my master," Little Jiu observed and sighed secretly. "When master wakes up, the arrangements will have to be changed. At least let master read family letters often, so that he can strengthen his memories of his family again and again, otherwise they will be completely chaotic. If one day he stops practicing spear techniques, then it's over." He practiced the spear every day and night, with sincerity towards the spear, wanting to refine and encompass the Dark Primordial Heart. As time passed, the impurities in his heart became less and less, and Xu Jingming's memory became more and more stable and clear.

"Little Jiu, the sobriety test." Xu Jingming spoke.

"Okay, Master." Soon, the sobriety test was provided before his eyes. Xu Jingming quickly replied. One thousand questions, a total of 983,201 words. Master didn't have one word more or one word less, but there were still 5 mistakes.

Little Jiu reminded. Xu Jingming nodded slightly, "Should I apply for a small bottle of Icy Cold Wine?"

"You can," Little Jiu responded.

Once the memory is disordered to a certain extent, it is forbidden to take Icy Cold Wine. Xu Jingming smiled holding the small bottle of wine. He had saved a lot of Icy Cold Wine, and immediately raised his head and took a sip of the Icy Cold Wine.

The power of ice and cold spread, and in his mind, Xu Jingming felt a jolt. He only felt that the chaos was suppressed, and the degree of clarity greatly increased.

The answer to each of the thousand questions appeared in his heart, and he even remembered clearly the detailed scenes of when he had set the questions.

"I remember," Xu Jingming immediately answered the questions.

"Congratulations, Master, all correct."

Little Jiu was overjoyed, "Master, you are finally completely awake."

"How long have I been imprisoned?" Xu Jingming asked.

"122 years," Little Jiu said.

"122 years to condense mental power once." Xu Jingming shook his head slightly. "Before, I built a virtual world, the Nameless World. In 50 years, my mind condensed three times. Now, it takes 122 years to approach condensing it once."

Yes, now he was still some way off from the 12th successful condensation, with very few impurities remaining. But it was already enough to make Xu Jingming clear-headed. And according to my understanding of the power of the Heart World, let alone the twelfth condensation, the twenty-second or thirty-second may not succeed.

Xu Jingming sighed secretly. The transformation of mental power into the power of the Heart World didn't depend on the number of zero points, but on whether it was inclusive enough to evolve into a Heart World. "Let's modify the arrangements first."

Xu Jingming said, "Little Jiu, even if I'm not clear-headed enough in the future, allow me to read letters for no more than five minutes a day. I don't want to forget my family."

"I've recorded it," Little Jiu responded.

"Let me see the letters from my family over the years." Xu Jingming retrieved all the letters, reading them one by one. As he read, he couldn't help but smile.

More than a hundred letters, Xu Jingming read them very slowly. He spent most of the day reading them. "They are very worried about me. I haven't denied it, and the authorities haven't denied it either."

"I don't care about the rumors from the universe, the human race, and the various forces. But Miaomiao and Lixing must be under a lot of pressure." Xu Jingming thought.

Xu Jingming immediately wrote another letter. "Little Jiu, send it to Miaomiao," Xu Jingming said.

On Blue Star, the parent star, in the Limu Group Building, Xu Lixing sat at her desk. Everything was cold. Although the outside world widely rumored that Xu Jingming was imprisoned, the human race, various forces, and civilizations were still constructing Limu Group.

Although they didn't fawn over Limu Group as they had in the past, they still avoided offending it. The idea of a crazy and terrifying powerhouse was to avoid offending him, not to associate with him, and to keep a distance.

"Dad." Xu Lixing closed the light screen, missing her father. The father who had trained her in fist and foot techniques since she was a child. The father who had always been like a mountain, sheltering her. She had never thought that her father would also be on the verge of collapse. "I don't believe you're crazy. I don't believe what they say," Xu Lixing thought, "But when will you be able to come back? Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years? I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I won't see you even when I die."

Xu Lixing was filled with sadness. "Huff." The door opened, and Lin Miaomiao rushed in.

"Lixing, a letter from your dad!" Lin Miaomiao was extremely excited. Xu Lixing was stunned. "A letter from Dad?"

Lin Miaomiao nodded. "Dad took the initiative to write to us!" Xu Lixing couldn't believe it. "Yes, before, we were the ones writing letters, and he would only reply. This is the first time in so many years that he has taken the initiative to write a letter."

Lin Miaomiao was excited. "Take a look."

The letter that Xu Jingming had sent was displayed on the light screen. As the mother and daughter looked at it, their eyes were filled with tears.

"Your dad must have suffered a lot," Lin Miaomiao said as she looked at it, "But he doesn't say anything. We'll wait for Dad to come back," Xu Lixing said.

"Yes." Lin Miaomiao nodded. "We must wait until he comes back."

As time passed, with the continued absorption of more high-dimensional information, the impurities in his mind increased again, and Xu Jingming gradually went mad again.

Xu Jingming was alone in the spacetime prison, allowed to read letters for five minutes every day. Although the family letters arrived once a year, there were only so many in total, Xu Jingming read them over and over again.

He read them every day, and this was the happiest time of his day. Even if his memories were disordered, he never forgot after reading the letters every day. "My daughter Lixing."

"My wife Miaomiao." Even when Xu Jingming's memories were difficult and mad, he still remembered his family. "Master, your daughter has sent you a letter," Little Jiu's voice rang out.

"Quickly, let me see it!" The mad Xu Jingming immediately stopped and focused on reading the latest letter.

The latest letter from his family was the most precious thing in the world.

"Master, I have news for you. There is a new Cosmic Legend in the human race," Little Jiu said.

"Who is it?" Xu Jingming stopped his spear techniques.

"Yuan Yi."

"Not bad." Xu Jingming praised and continued to practice his spear techniques.

Yuan Yi, a genius who had once been as famous as Chihong, had been stuck at a bottleneck for tens of thousands of years, but he finally broke through and successfully mastered the power of the high-dimensional, becoming the eighth Cosmic Legend of the human race in this era. The entire universe, the human race, and various forces congratulated him.

The Cloud Association of the Hunter Cosmic Domain also rose in power, after all, a force with a Cosmic Legend was naturally different.

Uh, the once prominent Limu Group had long lost its former prestige.

Various forces prohibited Limu Group from getting close, which also led to a decline in Limu Group's commercial trade. What commerce and trade needed was not to keep a distance, but to have close contact with each other. Once everyone kept a distance, Limu Group would naturally have a more difficult time operating.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Jingming had been imprisoned for more than 700 years, and Blue Star Civilization had another great joy. Our Blue Star Civilization finally had its second Source Lifeform - Meng Tian.

Meng Tian. Within the territory of Blue Star Civilization, countless planets rejoiced and discussed it.

"Junior Brother Meng Tian, you are now a Source Lifeform, are you sure you want to marry Lixing?" In a virtual world network personal space, Meng Tian sat opposite a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You and I have been friends for thousands of years. Let me advise you, there's no need to get married. There are many Source Lifeforms who don't get married."

"I promised Senior Sister," Meng Tian said. "This is also what I have been looking forward to."

"You can accompany her for life, but don't get married. Once you get married, you will be husband and wife, and you will be completely drawn into his family," the middle-aged man said.

"His father is Wu Ming, a madman. Who knows how much trouble he will cause in the future? You are a ninth-order Source Lifeform, and you don't even know how you'll die getting involved with your little arms and legs. Emperor Lu Naxing of Yuansha civilization has a grudge against him, and that Cosmic Legend of the Void God Clan has been spying on him. You really have to stay away," the middle-aged man said.