Global Asset: Rebirth Of The Ruthless Scholar
Chapter 1: The Echoes Of The Artery
Deep beneath the Forbidden City, the silence was more terrifying than any explosion. The Great Artery, once a glowing golden vein, had started to turn a translucent, ghostly white. Xun Long stood at the edge of the pit, his breathing synchronized with the low, rhythmic hum of the earth. He wasn't just observing; he was listening to the "Source Code" of the world as it began to rewrite itself.
"Master, the seismic sensors are reporting impossible data," Li Mei reported in Russian. Her voice was a mere whisper, as if afraid to disturb the entity below. "The vibrations aren't coming from the movement of rock. They are coming from a heartbeat that shouldn't exist."
Xun Long's silver eye remained fixed on the void. "It's not a heartbeat, Mei. It's a countdown." He spoke in French, his tone devoid of any human emotion. "The Sleeping God isn't waking up. It's being replaced. The data we found in the Pakistan Project tunnels was just a decoy. The real truth is much darker."
He turned and began walking back toward the command center, his steps heavy with the weight of a plan that he shared with no one. The 1000x Intellect was now processing variables that didn't belong to this dimension. He ordered the Venom Intelligence Agency to stop monitoring the Western governments and start focusing on the "Void-Spots"—areas where time had completely stopped.
Chapter 2: The Scholar's Cruel Calculus
At the Multan Institute, Xun Long held a private session for only the top three students. He didn't use any screens or books. He simply drew a single circle on the floor with a piece of chalk.
"Explain the concept of 'Eternal Stasis' in the context of Mana-Density," he commanded in Urdu.
The student from Karachi attempted to answer, but before she could finish, Xun Long's aura shifted. The air in the room became so dense that the chalk in his hand turned to dust.
"Wrong," he said in English. "Stasis is not the absence of movement. It is the perfection of it. If you cannot understand that, you will never survive the transition."
He then forced the students to participate in a "Mental Sync" exercise. He linked their consciousness directly to a low-level Rift. The brutality of the mental feedback caused two of the students to collapse, their eyes bleeding. Xun Long watched with a cold, analytical gaze. He didn't offer help. He was weeding out the weak links.
"This is the Rebirth Of The New God," he whispered in Mandarin, his voice sounding like a threat and a prophecy at the same time. "And a God has no use for fragile minds. Clean yourselves up. Tomorrow, we test the limits of physical erasure."
Chapter 3: The Ghost Of The First Elder
A strange anomaly occurred in the Iron-Yard's data banks. A digital ghost—a fragment of the First Elder's consciousness—had managed to hide within the encrypted files. It started sending messages across the city's internal network, claiming that Xun Long was leading everyone to a slaughter.
Xun Long sat in his throne, watching the code scroll past his eyes. He didn't delete the ghost immediately. He spoke to it in Russian. "You think you can still influence this world, old man? You were a dinosaur in the age of humans. In this new era, you are less than a glitch."
The ghost's voice echoed through the speakers, full of malice. "You are not saving them, Long! You are feeding the Abyss!"
Xun Long's golden eye flashed. Using his Void-King's Command, he didn't just erase the file; he tracked the original biometric signature of the Elder's soul through the dimensional ley-lines. He reached into the digital void and pulled out the remaining spiritual essence of his enemy.
"I am the Abyss," Xun Long replied in Urdu. He crushed the glowing essence in his palm, turning it into raw energy for the city's dome. The brutality was silent, but every monitor in the city turned black for a single second—a sign that the final remnant of the old world had been processed.
Chapter 4: The Subjugation Of The Shadow Alliance
The Western "Heroes" who hadn't been processed in Volume 7 had formed a secret alliance. They believed that by striking Multan during a "Mana-Storm," they could catch Xun Long off guard. They arrived through a submarine rift, surfacing in the secret canals of the Forbidden City.
Xun Long was waiting for them. He wasn't wearing his suit; he was dressed in a simple traditional robe, looking incredibly vulnerable.
"You've come a long way to die," he said in French.
The alliance leader, a man with the "Storm-Bringer" class, unleashed a massive bolt of lightning. Xun Long didn't move. He simply used Absolute Erasure on the air around the lightning. The energy vanished as if it had never been fired.
"Brutality is a form of respect," Xun Long remarked in English, his voice echoing through the canal. "I will show you the respect you deserve."
He didn't kill them. He used his new trait to "devolve" their powers. He stripped away their classes, leaving them with the physical strength of infants but the minds of grown men. He then ordered them to be used as "Living Batteries" for the city's auxiliary power grid. The strategic efficiency was chilling—even his enemies were turned into useful assets.
Chapter 5: The Bloodline's Final Evolution
The Divine Bloodline integration hit a threshold that even Xun Long's Mortal Optimization couldn't fully handle. His body began to emit a constant, low-frequency hum that caused glass to shatter within a three-mile radius.
"Master, your physical form is becoming unstable," Li Mei cried out in Urdu. She was wearing a protective mask, as the air around Xun Long was becoming toxic with raw power.
"The form is a cage, Mei," Xun Long said, his voice now sounding like a choir of a thousand voices. He spoke in a language that wasn't of this earth—a tongue that felt like it was carving words into the very walls.
A blast of pure golden light erupted from his eyes, carving a new tunnel directly into the Artery. He walked into the light, his skin peeling away to reveal a structure made of iridescent, shifting geometry. He stayed in the center of the light for hours, screaming in a voice that was both human and divine.
[Divine Bloodline Integration: 33% Complete.]
[New Trait Detected: Dimensional Anchor-Point.]
When the light faded, Xun Long stood there, his body restored, but his presence was different. He no longer cast a shadow. He had become a fixed point in reality—a being that the world's "physics" could no longer influence.
Chapter 6: The Secret Of The Forbidden City
The true purpose of the Forbidden City was finally revealed to Li Mei, and only to her. Xun Long took her to the highest spire and pointed at the sky.
"The dome isn't for protection, Mei," he said in Mandarin. "It's a lens."
Using the Venom Agency's satellite array, he showed her the "Void-Spots" around the world. They were perfectly aligned with the architecture of Multan. He had turned the city into a giant magnifying glass, focusing the entire planet's mana into a single point—the Artery.
"Why, Master?" she asked in Russian, her hands trembling.
"Because the transition requires a sacrifice," Xun Long replied in English, his silver eye looking at her with a terrifying void. "The world thinks I am saving them. In reality, I am just gathering all the 'ingredients' into one bowl. The Rebirth Of The New God requires a planet-sized offering. And we are almost at the boiling point."
The mystery of his ultimate goal was now so dark that even Li Mei began to wonder if she was serving a savior or the architect of the final end.
Chapter 7: The Overture Of The Void-King
As Volume 10 concluded, a massive, silent tremor shook the entire Eastern Hemisphere. It wasn't an earthquake; it was the sound of the world's "Source Code" finally locking into place.
Xun Long stood on the edge of the Artery, looking down at the liquid gold blood of the Sleeping God. He tapped his Patek Philippe, which had stopped moving entirely. Time was no longer a factor.
"The foundation is set," he whispered in Urdu. "The scholar is dead. The sovereign is dying. Only the God remains."
In the distance, the first "Sky-Rift" opened—not violet, not red, but a blinding, pure white. A voice, louder than thunder, echoed across Multan: "WHO HAS DARED TO CLAIM THE ARTERY?"
Xun Long didn't look up. He simply smiled, his silver and golden eyes merging into a single, terrifying violet spark. "The one who is about to replace you."