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Emily shook her head, "Of course not, that\'s too far-fetched."

"Fine, I\'ll think about it," Alex said with a sigh.

He knew his sister probably felt guilty and just wanted to do something to make herself feel better.

It\'s not like Emily would really take care of them all the time; she would probably spend a few hours every few days. After all, she is quite busy with the guild.

When they got close to the portal, Alex told Emily to enter alone first. Emily didn\'t think much about it and then left.

Alex looked back one more time at the dungeon. When he entered, it was a lush forest with a big tree, but now it\'s better to call it a furnace.

The temperature was very hot, with all the trees burned in flame, painting the sky in an orange hue.

"Now it\'s time to find the answer, Vesa. There should be no problem, right?"

[Don\'t worry, King. I\'ve already taken extra countermeasures to cover the ring with your life force]

[Even if this Dungeon system can somehow look through another space inside the storage ring, I am sure this is enough to hide it.]

Alex sighed; he knew there was nothing more to do.

Looking at the two suns in the sky reminded him once more that he was on another planet.

"What kind of being do you think is able to create this kind of system, Vesa? And for what purpose?"

[Based on my observations so far, I am sure whoever made this is ten times stronger than an Immortal in the Queen\'s world.]

[As for the purpose, I think this is like training, King.]

"Training?"

Alex pondered the thought and realized that the theory was not far-fetched.

After all, hunters enter here, learn to fight, acquire new powers and gear, and keep becoming stronger.

The same can be said for the other side: the strong survive and become stronger, while the weak perish.

Alex shook his head; he knew this method would certainly work, but he still didn\'t like it.

For Alex, there are many types of strength; even the weak can find ways to fight against the strong using tools.

Aren\'t guns, poison, and martial arts created with this purpose in mind?

It\'s the same with technology, too; because humans used to have frail bodies, they invested a lot of resources to find other ways to progress.

If awakener power existed since ancient times, Alex was sure his world would just turn like MingYue\'s World.

But he knew he could do nothing about it now; it was too far from him, and it was just a theory.

Alex then walked through the portal.

The surroundings quickly changed; he felt like he was walking underwater, filled with pressure, the same sensation Alex felt when he entered a dungeon, but it only lasted for a moment before he found himself back in his world.

Meanwhile, in the Cultivation world, MingYue had just finished her shower. She now wore comfortable short pants and a T-shirt.

Stepping out of her room, her lips curled into a smile upon seeing what her brother was doing.

MingHao was now looking fervently at the TV, with his hands busily pressing a gamepad.

"Dam, I lost again!" MingHao screamed as the big word "KO" was written on the screen.

He was playing a fighting game while his character fought against a wooden mannequin that kept changing its style in every fight.

"Are you done playing games, brat!?"

Hearing his sister\'s words quickly made MingHao stand on his feet.

He turned his gaze toward the voice, seeing his sister sitting on the sofa with crossed legs, her hand holding a can of carbonated drink.

"Ehm, sis, I\'m just training, don\'t you see? I\'m looking for inspiration for creating new secret techniques."

MingYue raised her eyebrow, feeling her brother\'s reasoning was so ridiculous.

With a smirk on her face, she asked, "Oh, tell me about that?"

"Yeah, I\'ve played multiple of these fighting games.

In one of them, I saw they can shoot energy beams from their palms, then I thought we could also try that, right?"

MingHao said as he posed, replicating the character\'s movement in the game.

MingHao planted his feet firmly on the ground and extended his arms to the sides, with palms facing the empty air.

He then tried to gather his qi in it, creating a flicker of light before it got snuffed out, making MingHao frown.

Seeing it, MingYue laughed, "How much qi do you think you have, brat!?

That\'s just a game; it\'s okay to play it. I\'m the one telling you to have fun. But don\'t take it too seriously.

In the first place, pure qi won\'t be that destructive; otherwise, why would we bother learning secret techniques?

Just go shoot and blast it everywhere."

"So it won\'t work at all?" MingHao asked, feeling disappointed.

Since he saw it in the game, he felt the movement was really cool; he wanted to replicate it, of course, not the shouting part.

That would be stupid.

Who screams their technique name before attacking? To tell their enemy? "Hey, I will attack you now; prepare for it."

Seeing her brother\'s crestfallen face made MingYue laugh.

"Well, if you can find a way to directly change your qi nature with only breathing, then it may be possible."

"Isn\'t that something only immortals can do?"

MingHao remembers reading some explanations about it when he learned about cultivation stages.

MingYue nodded. "Yes, but even when you reach the immortal stage, what you want to do is still not worth it.

Shooting pure qi, how much of it do you think will disappear on the way?

It\'s very ineffective, not to mention you are staying still when you need to use the attack.

Well, forget it today you can have fun; just go play again. Starting tomorrow, no more games."