The War God Codex was capable of nurturing martial artists powerful enough to shatter the void.
For Orsaga, creating a few equally potent—or even superior—cultivation techniques was hardly a challenge.
The core principle behind the War God Codex was relatively simple: it allowed cultivators to observe the divine Logos of the armored war god in an accessible way. Through this contemplation, cultivators would adjust their internal energy flow, gradually reshaping their very essence to align with that God.
In Orsaga's upgraded version of the Heavenly Demon Codex, the object of contemplation was swapped—replaced with his own true form.
Of course, he wasn't foolish enough to let mortals directly gaze upon his real body.
Just as the statues worshipped by the Church of the Crimson Hour required significant alterations, the same principle applied here. Heavenly Demon Codex 2.0 had to be carefully modified.
Without such adjustments, mortals would either go insane just by contemplating him—or worse, mutate on the spot into grotesque monstrosities.
And that… would be counterproductive.
So he created a deliberately vague and symbolic version instead.
Faced with his confident attitude, Wanwan still felt some doubt in her heart, but outwardly she nodded and said,
"Alright... I hope the cultivation method you create can really achieve that level of power."
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The next day.
Heavenly Demon Codex 2.0 was officially complete!
To make it better match the aesthetic of this world, Orsaga gave it an appropriately theatrical name:
The Visualization Codex of the Crimson Heavenly Demon of Supreme Self-Liberation
No matter who practiced the secret techniques recorded within, or even incorporated fragments of its teachings into their own cultivation, their being would instinctively begin to align itself with Orsaga.
That was the subtle layer.
On the surface, the visible effects were equally impressive.
Depending on a cultivator's talent and progress, they would gradually acquire extremely diluted, low-tier versions of Orsaga's powers through the Visualization Codex. These could include things like extended longevity, flame manipulation, and more.
But crucially, it wouldn't result in extreme transformations—no sudden turning into demons, for example.
Once someone had cultivated the Codex to a certain degree, Orsaga could then, through the spiritual link between them, influence their surroundings remotely—or even perform Divine Descent, manifesting directly through them.
At worst, he could refine them into one of his clones.
In essence, practicing the Codex was no different from using your own resources to build Orsaga a signal tower.
Wherever there was a practitioner of the Visualization Codex, there would be a node through which Orsaga's power could operate.
When he passed this divine-level technique to Wanwan, Zhu Yuyan, and a few others...
They were stunned.
Awestruck beyond words.
And immediately dove into cultivation with eager excitement!
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A few days later.
The two of them emerged from seclusion and eagerly reported to Orsaga:
"The Visualization Codex is incredible!"
Even after only preliminary cultivation, they already felt their vitality rising significantly—almost as though their bodies had grown healthier.
Compared to the original Heavenly Demon Codex, this new version was on an entirely different level.
Zhu Yuyan's expression was solemn and respectful as she declared:
"We will preserve this divine technique with the utmost care. We'll never let it fall into the hands of those with ill intent!"
But Orsaga simply waved it off casually.
"That's not necessary. Honestly, if you manage to get it into everyone's hands, I'd actually be thrilled."
The more "signal towers" he had around the world, the stronger his influence would be.
He could basically do whatever he wanted from across realms!
At his words, Zhu Yuyan and Wanwan turned to look at him in confusion.
"...Huh?"
Seeing their puzzled expressions, Orsaga chuckled and waved his hand dismissively.
"Forget it. Pretend I never said that. After all, people only treasure things they have to work for."
"???"
The non sequitur left both women even more baffled.
But standing before them was a god-level cultivation technique—there was no time to waste worrying about small talk.
After reporting their initial progress, they immediately returned to their chambers to resume cultivation—doing their best to serve as faithful signal beacons.
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Matrix Purgatory– Orsaga's Private room
Yes, he had wrapped up another job.
As the mission officially settled, Orsaga casually opened his message inbox, which had been blinking with notifications.
Time flowed differently in the Matrix Purgatory compared to mission worlds.
No matter how long or short the mission, it always translated to a 24-hour window inside the Matrix Purgatory.
During that window, his venom Grenade distributor—Li Hanhe—had left him a message.
As he opened the chat, the first thing to pop up was a payment transfer.
While it didn't match the massive reward points he had just received from his mission, it was still a significant sum—one most Purgators could only dream about.
"Looks like sales are still going strong," Orsaga muttered with a satisfied nod.
Then he turned his attention to the next message.
"Someone's interested in buying the recipe for the venom Grenade. They're from the Heart of Elté team—big shots, not to be taken lightly. You might want to negotiate directly."
Orsaga stroked his smooth chin thoughtfully.
The wording was polite, but it was obvious—Li Hanhe was feeling pressured by the Heart of Elté.
From what Orsaga knew, they were one of the top five Purgators teams in the Matrix Purgatory. Their strength spoke for itself, and they could basically do whatever they wanted.
Fortunately, their reputation wasn't terrible—they weren't known for slaughtering innocents or anything like that.
Still, it was clear Li Hanhe couldn't hold out. That's why he passed the message along.
Otherwise, he would never give up distribution rights for the venom Grenade.
Even with just a 10% cut, those sales had made him rich beyond belief.
As far as he was concerned, giving that up was like giving up his life.
Clearly, Heart of Elté had reminded him that no amount of money was worth dying for.
But for Orsaga himself?
He wasn't bothered in the slightest.
He didn't feel threatened.
He didn't feel robbed.
He wasn't even annoyed.
Truth be told—
He didn't care who manufactured, sold, or used the venom Grenade.
If anything, he was pleased.
He'd been thinking the spread of the grenade was too slow—limited by a single distributor.
But now? A new franchisee had come knocking at his door!
So he cheerfully replied:
"Tell Heart of Elté: price negotiable."
Why negotiate the price?
Because even if Matrix Purgatory points didn't mean much to him...
He still wasn't going to pass up the chance to fleece someone.
After all, everyone who bought the venom Grenade from Li Hanhe was unknowingly helping him spread his divine imprint—and still had to pay for the privilege.
When Li Hanhe responded—probably after talking things over with Heart of Elté—he said:
"Green Avenue – No. 115. Their vice-captain will meet you there at 6 PM."
Orsaga glanced at the clock.
It was 2 PM.
Plenty of time.
He replied:
"Got it."
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