Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 656

It was a beautiful reflective jade, so perfectly polished that it was almost as clear as a mirror.

It reminded Sylas of the ocean with its gorgeous blues. When light reflected across its surface, several hues mixed into it in the pattern of a rippling wave, making it feel almost as though he really was staring into the tides of the ocean.

The blue jade landed in Sylas’ palm. Cool to the touch, it sent a shiver through him.

After several seconds of looking at it, he found nothing special at all. Even after he tried to use <Master Scouting>, this time, he got no feedback at all. In fact, it was like his Skill had passed through the jade as though it didn’t exist at all.

’Odd…’

Sylas didn’t recklessly start probing around. Instead, he directly used the Madness Key to try and get a measure on what this was. But his pupils constricted when he saw the price.

The highest value information Sylas had ever seen from the Madness Key was related to Earth’s Summoning. Though this was in second place, the price was no joke.

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[What is this item?]

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[Cost: 300 Silver Genes]

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Sylas hesitated. He didn’t have 300 Silver Genes. Until now in his journey, he had only ever seen four Silver Genes total, barely 1% of that number.

But he also didn’t want to leave the jade just lying around useless either.

’A risk. Take it.’

When Sylas made this decision, he began to probe around using various methods, and unsurprisingly, one of them worked.

His Will touched the jade and it felt like his entire soul was ripped out of his body. By the time he tried to fight back, it was already too late.

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When Sylas’ vision cleared, he found himself standing in a foggy world of blue. But he couldn’t focus on the fog much at all because his entire vision was enamored by the enormous stone stele in front of him.

It took the shape of an obelisk, thrusting its point toward the skies and radiating an imposing aura.

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[Genesis Forge: Progenitor Worldroot]

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The notification didn’t just randomly pop up like it usually did. Instead, it felt like a golden stamp had descended from the skies above, taking the form of the Ancient Ithkuil characters and searing themselves into Sylas’ retinas.

The suffocating presence of the name alone made Sylas fall to a knee, a haggard cough coming from his throat. He didn’t even have the time to resist because he wasn’t worthy of doing so.

Nothing about the obelisk seemed to target him personally, and yet just its presence and the utterance of its name alone was like a slap to his face, crushing him beneath its weight…

Reminding him that he was still very far from Being Strong.

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[First Revolution]

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Sylas coughed up a mouthful of blood, his inner organs churning.

Then he passed out.