Only, the number of lines kept increasing, and it was countless times more complex than the original cultivation route of the Primal True Solution that Kevin Walker had previously obtained.

On the way here, Kevin Walker had already started studying the Primal True Solution issued by the state, which was the cultivation method provided to top students like them who had been admitted to the six major martial academies.

It was the method they would use to truly embark on the path of cultivation after years of academic study and laying a solid foundation with basic cultivation techniques. But why did the route before his eyes seem so much more complicated than the one issued by the state...

"Spacing out now is basically suicide. The cultivation method is right in front of you, and if you don't start cultivating, you're dead."

At that moment, a crisp, childish voice suddenly sounded in Kevin Walker's mind, but despite its childishness, it carried a coldness.

Chapter 2 Trapped on Mars

"Who..."

Kevin Walker sat up with a jolt. Damn, that was scary—what the hell was going on?

The somewhat childish yet cold voice sounded again: "Ten, my name is Tyler Grant, but that's not the point. What you need to do right now is start cultivating immediately. Even though I've absorbed most of the power from the blood of the primordial star-beast, the remaining part that's flowing through your body is still more than an ordinary person like you can handle. Nine, if you don't start cultivating and absorbing it right now, what you'll miss isn't just an opportunity—you'll lose your life..."

At that moment, Kevin Walker suddenly felt clearly that a voice was coming from within his mind.

With a thought, he immediately sensed the location of his sea of spiritual consciousness, where there was a little figure with a round head, one black and one white eye, chubby little hands and legs that looked extremely cute, but with an expression that was extremely serious and cold. It seemed to sense Kevin Walker's spiritual probe, and its cold gaze seemed to be staring at him.

A birthmark, a little Tyler Grant...

Wait, the sea of spiritual consciousness—wasn't that something only those who had cultivated their bodies to the peak and advanced to grandmaster level could unlock? The fact that he could introspectively view his sea of spiritual consciousness meant he possessed spiritual power.

He had actually unlocked his sea of spiritual consciousness before even starting cultivation—what was going on?

"Eight, keep spacing out and you deserve to die..."

A mutation? An artifact spirit? A ghost?...

Wait, Kevin Walker had been shocked and his thoughts were in chaos, but suddenly he realized something—ten, nine, eight, seven...

Wasn't this a countdown? At a time like this, no matter how many things Kevin Walker wanted to say or think, he didn't dare delay any longer.

He took a small alloy box from his backpack, opened it after iris verification, and inside were a Grade One Heart-Guarding Pill, a Grade One Vein-Guarding Pill, and six Grade One Qi-Gathering Pills. Without hesitation, Kevin Walker swallowed a Qi-Gathering Pill.

The Qi-Gathering Pill itself contained a vast amount of primordial energy, and it also helped to condense and accelerate the absorption of the surrounding primordial energy, instantly filling his meridians. But the basic cultivation route Kevin Walker had practiced before could never accommodate such a huge amount of power—this was the time to cultivate with the Primal True Solution.

On the way here, Kevin Walker had already studied the Primal True Solution countless times and knew it by heart. Now, without even thinking, he immediately began to circulate the Primal True Solution.

"Boom..." It felt as if, just like the Martian ground had just been struck by the primordial star-beast, Kevin Walker's body was hit by an unprecedented impact. In an instant, he felt as if his meridians, heart, and body were about to be torn apart.

The sensation was beyond imagination. Kevin Walker had read countless accounts and insights from people who had started cultivating. Normally, for someone like him, born in the Primordial Era, whose body had been nourished by primordial energy since childhood and who had practiced basic cultivation methods for years, reaching a body strength more than eight times that of an ordinary person before the Primordial Era, there shouldn't be any danger in starting cultivation. The Heart-Guarding and Vein-Guarding Pills were just in case.

But at this moment, because of the blood of the primordial star-beast, even though ninety-nine percent of the power had been absorbed by the Taiji diagram birthmark on his chest, the remaining power in his muscles, bones, and meridians surged in madly the moment Kevin Walker began cultivating, and its surging impact was even greater than the power brought by the Qi-Gathering Pill.

Feeling as if he was about to be torn apart by this terrifying power, Kevin Walker immediately reached for the Heart-Guarding and Vein-Guarding Pills, but just as his hand touched the Heart-Guarding Pill, the little Tyler Grant in his sea of spiritual consciousness spoke coldly.

"If a man can't even endure this little bit of pain, are you even a man..."

"I..."

Kevin Walker almost spat out a mouthful of blood. What the hell—what kind of logic is that...

"Ah... damn it, if I die, you won't be any better off, right? Are you trying to go down with me? This is already several times the normal amount of primordial energy..."

The little Tyler Grant's cold and proud voice sounded in his sea of spiritual consciousness: "Very clever, but you're wrong. You will die, but I, Tyler Grant, will only temporarily disappear and then find another host. Of course, if you die right now, you'll be the most useless host ever."

But Kevin Walker couldn't care about any of that anymore. He picked up the Heart-Guarding Pill, ready to take it.

"I'll say it one last time—don't take it. If you haven't reached your limit, taking medicine will do more harm than good. You won't die, unless you're afraid of pain."

Afraid of pain? What a joke—Kevin Walker really wasn't afraid of pain; he was afraid of dying. Judging from what the little Tyler Grant said, his life wasn't in danger for now. Having been caught up in this disaster for no reason, and with the birthmark on his chest undergoing such a mutation, what was there to fear about risking a change at a time like this?