Zhou Fan went to the top of the universe. The universe was a sphere, and the top seemed no different from the rest of it.
Zhou Fan drew a line that extended throughout the entirety of the top of the sphere. Although it was only a small amount of the universe, not even being a percent of a percent, this was the area he had claimed and would stay at until he was able to either leave the universe or expand it.
For the first time in a long time, he decided to build a residence, and this one would be near permanent.
A giant mansion with a green roof and many plants. He built it like a rich person's mansion on advanced mortal planets, but that was only its basic appearance. Countless arrays and formations made this the most advanced residence in the universe by far.
In addition, with his newfound control over his power, the power of cultivation, his cultivation speed would be completely different from before.
The Time bubble could also not be ignored. Leaf sat in the center of the garden that was attached to Zhou Fan's house.
Zhou Fan sat down inside. Finally, after a long time, it was time to look over everything he had and organize it.
Firstly, the River of Cultivation had completely transformed from before. In the past, it had been a placeholder that exhibited rules over the cultivation universe and prevented too much Chaos.
Now, it had become one with Zhou Fan, a part of him that was inseparable. It was the source of Zhou Fan's power, and as long as he lived, it could not be destroyed.
This also changed how he cultivated. He no longer cultivated using the power of Qi, but the power of cultivation. How this worked, he wasn't quite sure himself. He needed to figure it out.
The best way to test it was to actually test it. Zhou Fan sat down and began to cultivate, but not using Qi.
As he cultivated, he felt a power flow towards him. It was not a power that existed, but one that he created as he cultivated.
So, simply put, it seemed like he created the power of cultivation by cultivating. Sounds simple enough, even though it felt like some sort of paradox.
Now, he needed to test his cultivation speed. Zhou Fan activated the time bubble, which was completely maintained by arrays around his house and fueled by the power of cultivation turned into Qi. The exchange rate was such that even a drop from the river would last nearly an infinite time.
Time was also something he needed to address after this.
Within the Time Bubble, Zhou Fan spent a million years cultivating. With the time bubble speeding up time by 3 million times in the High Sage realm, Zhou Fan had spent less than a year cultivating on the outside.
It was an incredibly fast cultivation speed. Zhou Fan felt that he had reached the maximum limit in the 1st level of the High Sage realm. He could no longer permanently absorb the power of cultivation. Any more that he absorbed would dissipate into nothing after a period of time.
Zhou Fan observed the River of Cultivation. Different from before, it was now raging, filled with the power of cultivation.
It too had reached its limit, as its limit was the same as Zhou Fan's. Before, when Zhou Fan reached this point, all he needed to do next was breakthrough. However, with the realization of his power, the power of cultivation, it was no longer so simple.
There was no more unconscious carving of the path of cultivation. He had exited the tutorial stage, and now, he had to do everything manually.
Zhou Fan sat cross legged and looked within himself. What was breaking through? There were countless questions that Zhou Fan needed to ask himself before he could continue breaking through on his cultivation journey.
Perhaps he would even need to change how cultivation worked.
Zhou Fan envisioned cultivation like the process of water moving through a tunnel. For each level, there was one tunnel. Every ten levels, there was a new type of tunnel, different from before. Blocking these two tunnels was what was known as a bottleneck. A bottleneck's strength depends on the talent of a cultivator. For someone like Zhou Fan, the bottlenecks simply didn't exist. He still needed a certain amount of accumulation to reach the newer tunnels, aka, breaking into a new realm, but there was no trouble. He felt this clearly while recovering.
Now, what happens when all of a sudden, the tunnels end?
The first thought that popped into Zhou Fan's mind was, of course, digging further and creating more tunnels. It seemed simple, but this was just a metaphor. In reality, he could not simply build more tunnels.
What he could do was take inspiration from this. But he was stumped. For now, he would move on. Zhou Fan stopped cultivating, hoping that he would gain some sort of inspiration by the time he came back to it.
Now, he looked at time. What was time? Zhou Fan felt he was asking too many questions now, but they needed to be answered.
Time is what dictates the flow of the universe. Space is just as important. Without time, there would be no movement, and without space, there would be nowhere to move.
Zhou Fan could see time. It was like space, but unseeable to others. Zhou Fan felt like time could not affect him any longer, as long as he willed that it couldn't.
In other words, if time had no meaning, then was he immortal? It didn't feel like he was truly immortal, even if he could separate himself from time. It was more like delaying life.
In addition, Zhou Fan could see past time. He watched events over the course of the last hundred quintillion years. He saw many geniuses, and many fights.
Zhou Fan felt as if he was in a space of his own now. To put it simply, he felt like a god capable of doing anything.
It was at this time that a thought sprang up within Zhou Fan.
"What if I created my own universe?"