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"What's that?" Xia Fei asked inquisitively as he pointed to the largest machinery in the training room.

Fuchen giddily introduced, "This is a simulation training center. What you've seen before is called the combat simulation cabin, while this here is the AI-powered virtual battle machine. You'll be able to fight using it even without an opponent.

"More importantly, this thing can simulate you, so if you want to try working with that footwork of yours, you can do so right here, and there won't be a single discrepancy; every action you make would be mimicked through sophisticated logic calculations, so if it's something you can achieve inside the simulation training center, then you can do it anywhere else."

Xia Fei was surprised. Exact active imitation had always been a difficult problem in the technology sphere; he truly did not expect that the Alpha Universe had not only solved this issue but had also even successfully put it into practice!

This would be a great help to him. If he wanted to experiment with some new combat techniques, he could do so completely inside the simulation cabin. Through this, he could determine the pros and cons of the techniques without losing energy. It was pretty much a solution that killed two birds with one stone.

"This simulation training center costs as much as a hundred billion, but the benefits are numerous. If you didn't have this type of ticket, you wouldn't have the chance to use this machine at all. Now, you know why I had you spend a lot just to book a Duke Suite. Well, while no one is around, why don't you give it a try? It won't be good if someone else sees you doing it, after all," Fuchen suggested after looking around.

Xia Fei froze and then asked curiously, "A ticket that cost me 1.35 million pearls isn't enough to grant me access to this training center?! Isn't that a bit too ridiculous?"

Fuchen thought nothing of it. "What? There are plenty of things out there that money can't buy. Take this simulation training center for instance; it's been specially prepared for important figures, so only individuals with substantial statuses can use it.

"I've boarded The Mammoth before; I learned that the Duke Suite has corridors connecting to the VIP area. Because they're all in the same zone, there's no security in place. We can take advantage of that right now."

Xia Fei nodded. He pushed open the door and stepped into the center.

This training center was round in shape and had no windows. This was why no one outside could tell that Xia Fei was currently inside, making it quite a secluded place.

Turning on the system, Xia Fei began his combat simulation training. Fuchen slowly made his way back via the same path he had come in, heading to the dining hall so that he could sample delicacies. Naturally, it was still Xia Fei who would pay for whatever he ate.

...

The Mammoth, inside an opulent Palatial Suite.

Aboard this express liner, which shuttled across the vast emptiness of space, were a total of four secret rooms. They were different from the Royal Suites or the Duke Suite that Xia Fei and Fuchen were currently occupying, as these were secret rooms that no one knew existed on the ship, nor could they be booked through conventional means like visiting the reservation counter. This was because these accommodations were reserved for important figures. The company would rather leave these rooms empty than let someone unqualified use them.

Xiaoxiao was staying in one of the four hidden rooms, and the two elders were still following him dutifully. These two old men looked quite alike to each other, both having grown about a meter-long gray beard.

Today, Xiaoxiao heard that someone had managed to achieve one hundred one consecutive wins using the Xiao Xing model, and out of curiosity, the young man returned to his room, found the recording of the fights, and watched each of them. In the end, what he saw shocked him greatly.

Xia Fei had managed to use the handicapped Xiao Xing to twist, turn, and evade with much deftness. Each action he did, be it attacking or defending, was executed with such dynamic Xiaoxiao could not help but be perplexed. This was especially the case for the movement technique he demonstrated, which looked as illusory as a ghost.

"Both of you, come look," said Xiaoxiao in a grave tone. "Do either of you know which clan this technique originated from?"

The two carefully inspected the recording before finally saying, "Neither of us has seen something like it before. It's quite similar to the Bei Clan's movement technique, yet it seems to be far more cunning than that."

"That's right; it's cunning. Not only is this person's movement technique impressive, it is also very sinister. He would be a very troublesome opponent to face if he managed to get into close combat with anyone."

Xiaoxiao arched his eyebrow. "The most important fact is that he's achieved it while using a body with a very poor sense of balance. Since he could execute that technique while handicapped, he'll likely not just be a 'troublesome opponent' to those who face him under normal circumstances."

The elder with the more pointed face laughed. "What the young master said makes sense. Any warrior who fails to understand their enemy during battle will surely suffer, but ultimately, it's still just a movement technique. More often than not, a clash between soul practitioners will only be decided by soul power. Just a movement technique alone may not always secure the victory. It's important for us to consider this from every angle."

Xiaoxiao's surname was Xiao, but this young master was not someone who would laugh at all. In fact, his expression had remained emotionless from start up to this moment, appearing to be very stern. He was a world of difference from Xia Fei, who often smiled and would even joke around outside of battle.

Somehow, Xiaoxiao's face got even colder after hearing this. "Third Uncle Zheng, you can't just say that. As he has such a mysterious movement technique, it can only mean that his cultivation of the soul is decent, too. The way I see it, this person can well be a hidden expert."

With that said, Xiaoxiao got up and headed for the door. The two elders hurriedly asked, "Young master, just where are you off to now?"

"I'm going to train. Third and Fourth Uncle, I ask that neither of you follow me," replied Xiaoxiao without even turning his head to face the elders.

*Click*

After Xiaoxiao closed the door and had been gone for some time, Third Zheng spoke. "I'm afraid that the seventh young master may be off to try and master Xiao Xing."

Fourth Zheng was puzzled. "He could just test it here; why did he have to leave the room?"

Third Zheng smiled and replied, "It's very simple. Young master isn't someone who admits defeat, but this time, he's uncertain if he has the ability to master Xiao Xing to the level that that unknown person demonstrated. As someone who cares so much about face, there's no way he'll show us the side of his failure. He must be off to the simulation training center so that he can practice there first, for the alternative is letting us see him if he does it here."

Fourth Zheng nodded repeatedly. "What you, third brother, said makes a lot of sense. It turns out that the young master is afraid of embarrassing himself in front of us."

Third Zheng sighed. "With him being the sole male heir among the seven siblings, everyone in the clan, old and young, obeys his every word. It's as the saying goes: 'A loving mother has many spoiled children.' I'm afraid that he will always be wanting to prove himself. Let's do it like this: Order the staff to prepare some snacks and have those sent over to him. The young master will surely feel hungry the moment he leaves the training center."

...

When Xiaoxiao came to the training center, Xia Fei had already occupied one of the four rooms. Xiaoxiao frowned, pulled open the door across from Xia Fei's, and entered it. As such, the two ended up using the training center at the same time, though neither man was actually aware of who the other was.

The concept of time did not exist in the training center, and as Xia Fei experimented with his new version of Crafty Approach, he very quickly forgot about the time; in the blink of an eye, it was already the early morning of the next day.

Leaving the training center, Xia Fei stretched his back.

A groan escaped from his belly. It was only then that XiaFei felt hungry. In these last few days, he had already picked up the habit of eating his meals on time, yet he had only eaten one meal from yesterday until now, which was why he could not help but feel famished right there and then.

Looking around, he spotted a table with cutlery at the side. Laid on it were several types of fruit juice and snacks, untouched by anyone.

Xia Fei smilingly made his way over to the table and sat down, mumbling, "Isn't Old Fuchen a bit too thoughtful, having actually prepared breakfast for me and even having sent it over."

With that, he did not stand on ceremony and began devouring the food.

"What do you mean by him being thoughtful? At the end of the day, you'll be footing the bill for all these." Radix poked his head out of Nirvana and scoffed in dissatisfaction.

Radix had no love for Fuchen. As a faithful guard of the Aurora Clan, he naturally had Xia Fei's best interest at heart and would always strive to protect him to his utmost ability. Fuchen was clearly a very rich Spiritualist, yet he kept relying on Xia Fei for everything wherever they went. Of course, Radix felt very unhappy about this, thinking that the old man was too miserly.

Xia Fei shrugged and made short work of the food on the table, saying, "Every gain comes with a loss. I've long opened my mind to it. We'll go find a few places filled with spirit energy and make some soul weapons later; we can just make money by selling those. For now, getting my body to optimal condition is my top priority."

Radix nodded in agreement. "You're right. Staying with Fuchen has definitely been beneficial to you. Seeing the fruits of your labor from yesterday's movement technique training has made that apparent. If that old man hadn't mentioned it, it would've completely escaped my mind that the Alpha Universe has a soul combat simulation system.

"Considering how many years it has been since you left this place, I can hardly blame you for forgetting," said Xia Fei as he wiped his mouth. This bit of breakfast he had been provided was hardly sufficient to fill his stomach, and he still felt famished despite having polished off the food.

In the past, Old Fuchen would prepare a huge meal for Xia Fei, yet today, for some reason, the amount of food was not only little but was also rather dainty. There were even fresh flowers used as decoration on the plate.

"Let's go and find some more food. These snacks aren't enough." Xia Fei shook his head.

...

Talking about coincidences, less than five minutes after Xia Fei departed, Xiaoxiao exited the training center, but compared to his satisfied state, the seventh young master appeared to be feeling frustrated. His face was livid as he kept muttering, "How's it possible… I actually can't copy that person's movement technique! Just where did I go wrong? Where!"

The somewhat disheartened young master walked with his hands behind his back and headed out while thinking deeply.

*Rumble*

Having not eaten food the entire night, Xiaoxiao's stomach could not help but growl pitifully.

Turning his head, he spied a clean plate set on the table. It seemed like it had been prepared for him by the Zheng Clan's two brothers. In the past, whenever Xiaoxiao went to train, they would never forget leaving his favorite biscuits outside the room, but for some reason, all there was left for him today was an empty plate.

Slightly furrowing his brows, Xiaoxiao continued his way forward. His head was lowered as he succumbed to endless annoyance.

Everyone knew that the seventh young master was a genius seen only once in a generation. Right now, this genius had actually been at a loss on how Xia Fei had managed to control the Xiao Xing model, and this made him feel greatly disheartened.

*Bump*

Xiaoxiao failed to notice that there was a fifteen- to sixteen-year-old girl in front of him, and they collided, causing both to grimace at the same time.

The brown-skinned man behind the young girl abruptly stood in front of her, glaring at Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao let out a cold snort and left, expressionless. Meanwhile, the young girl massaged her right arm with a frown. When Xiaoxiao just walked fast without apologizing, the girl felt unhappy.

"What a weird man." The young girl wrinkled her nose and huffed in her soft voice.

"Miss, it's best if you don't take his rudeness to heart. It seems like he has quite a lot on his mind," said that stout man.

The two reached the training center. The young girl happened to open the room Xia Fei had just used, and she entered with her companion.

Suddenly, she covered her mouth with her two hands, her eyes filled with shock.

"How powerful! He actually got 91 points with his movement technique training!"

She could not help but look over, staring at Xiaoxiao's departing back.

"Miss, I know that person," said the stout man.

"Who is he? He actually scored 91 points!" The girl tilted her head, feeling curious. Her shiny black hair swung along with her movement.

"That's Seventh Master Xiao," answered the man with a frown, seemingly disliking that person.

"Miss, when it comes to the Xiao Clan, it's best that you don't—"

The young girl paid no heed to his warning. "So what if he's from the Xiao Clan? Since he could get over 90 points with this system, then he should be someone amazing."

Of course, there was no way for her to know that this was the score Xia Fei had achieved. As for the machine that Xiaoxiao had used, it only displayed a very embarrassing 57 points, which was not even a passing score.

"Miss, let's hurry up and start. The Xiaos aren't a clan that gets along well with others," warned the stout man calmly.

The young girl nodded in agreement to her companion and proceeded to enter the training room proper.