The next morning.
With anticipation for Mo Zhaoge's research product, everyone flocked to Qianxue Group.
"Director Fang!"
As Fang Junxue and her entourage arrived at the research department, a group of old professors with white hair were already waiting.
Smiles adorned their aged faces.
"Thank you for your hard work!"
Fang Junxue nodded with a smile.
Mo Zhaoge led them into the research department. Ye Ming exchanged a knowing glance with the women, and they all smiled.
"This is..."
As soon as they entered, their eyes fell upon a massive black curtain.
Beneath the curtain, evidently, lay the fruits of Mo Zhaoge's half-year research.
Ye Ming's expression tensed slightly. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was a sense of familiarity emanating from whatever was under the curtain.
He spread his palm, and a silver-white pattern materialized in his palm.
This was the Time Imprint he possessed.
"Resonance!"
Ye Ming sensed that his Time Imprint was resonating with the machinery beneath the curtain.
"Could it be..."
He looked at Mo Zhaoge, as if he had guessed something.
"It seems you've discovered it!"
Mo Zhaoge smiled, not surprised by Ye Ming's perception.
Then, she lifted a corner of the curtain, her red lips parting slightly:
"Now, it's time to witness the surprise."
*Whoosh!*
She suddenly pulled it open, revealing a large, circular wheel before everyone.
The surface of the wheel was silver-white, with a hollow center. Due to a magnetic field at the core, a small ball radiating silver-white light hovered at the very center.
It exuded a strong sense of technology.
"This is what Elder Fu and I have researched—The Wheel of Time."
Mo Zhaoge gently stroked the surface of the Wheel of Time, her heart filled with emotion.
In a way, this Wheel of Time was an extension of her abilities as a Time Spirit.
"The Wheel of Time?"
Nangong Qianyu stepped forward, examining it closely, but found nothing unusual.
She appeared puzzled.
The other sisters also took a look and shook their heads.
Finally, they all turned to Mo Zhaoge.
"The Wheel of Time hasn't been activated yet, so naturally, you can't feel anything."
Mo Zhaoge smiled and shook her head. She walked to the back of the Wheel of Time, where a screen appeared.
She placed her palm on it.
The next second!
The small ball at the core seemed to receive a command, its white light intensifying and gradually spreading into the wheel.
The emitted light resembled some form of energy.
Following this, peculiar runes lit up on the surface of the wheel, one after another being activated. The entire research center, in an instant, underwent a subtle transformation.
If the people present were ordinary, they might not have sensed anything amiss.
However, Ye Ming's companions were all cultivators, highly sensitive to their surroundings.
"This... this feeling is so familiar!"
Nangong Qianyu frowned.
"The... the flow of time has changed!"
Fang Junxue stared at the small ball emitting white light, finally understanding what was happening.
The flow of time in the space occupied by the research department had diverged from the outside world.
"Triple the flow of time?"
Ye Ming sensed it and reached a definitive conclusion.
The flow of time was three times faster than outside.
The Wheel of Time researched by Mo Zhaoge could accelerate the flow of time within a space.
"How... how was this achieved?"
He was utterly shocked.
It was hard to believe.
He recalled that his own created Time House, in essence, required Ye Ming to sacrifice his control over the domain of time and apply his Time Imprints to a specific space to achieve the effect of accelerating time.
To this day, he possessed twenty Time Imprints.
Eighteen of them were used to maintain the operation of the Time House, leaving him with only two.
Consequently, Ye Ming's current mastery over time was extremely weak.
However, upon witnessing the effect of the Wheel of Time, he was completely astounded.
Although the accelerated time flow was only three times faster than outside, not as exaggerated as the tenfold acceleration achieved by his Time House, if such a Wheel of Time could be mass-produced, it would be truly terrifying.
"How I achieved it is a bit complicated, and you probably wouldn't understand if I explained it."
Mo Zhaoge smiled and continued, "I can only say that it's the inherent talent of being a Time Spirit!"
"The talent of a Time Spirit?"
Hearing this explanation, Ye Ming fell silent.
As a Spirit of Time and Space, he could manipulate the domain of time.
However, it was merely manipulation!
Complete control was impossible.
Could Mo Zhaoge, as a Time Spirit, achieve complete control over time?
"I understand."
Ye Ming sighed deeply.
"Sister Mo Zhaoge, with your current abilities, how many more Wheels of Time can you create?"
Bu Qingyu asked with excitement.
To maximize the effect of the Time House, the Time Imprints Ye Ming had left in Villa Number One had been transferred to the headquarters of the Tianming Alliance six months prior.
They were used to cultivate more people.
But ultimately, it was like a drop in the bucket.
With eighteen Time Imprints working together, they could only cover a space of a thousand square meters.
For the vast cultivator population, most individuals found it difficult to enjoy such cultivation resources.
However, if the Wheel of Time could be mass-produced, it was believed that the overall strength of the Tianming Alliance would experience a qualitative leap before long.
Talented cultivators who needed time to mature could also showcase their brilliance earlier.
Upon hearing Bu Qingyu's question, Fang Junxue and Lolliya also eagerly awaited Mo Zhaoge's answer.
"I can tell you definitively that the Wheel of Time can indeed be mass-produced."
Mo Zhaoge said solemnly.
Upon hearing this response, everyone should have been overjoyed.
However, Mo Zhaoge's tone clearly indicated that there was more to come.
At this moment, Ye Ming took over what Mo Zhaoge was about to say.
"Everything has a balance. From the perspective of the balance of the domain of time, the emergence of the Wheel of Time might have disrupted that balance."
"Zhaoge, am I right?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Zhaoge gave him a deep look and then nodded.
Seeing this, everyone sighed.
However, at this moment, Mo Zhaoge suddenly smiled.
"Ye Ming, you are correct. The Wheel of Time does indeed have the potential to disrupt the balance of the domain of time. But..."
At this point, she smiled brilliantly, "That is only a possibility."
"As long as we maintain a certain limit, we can still mass-produce it."
Hmm!
As these words were spoken, the gloom in Ye Ming and the others' hearts vanished.
"What is the upper limit then?"
Ye Ming asked anxiously.
"According to my calculations..."
Mo Zhaoge raised a forefinger:
"One hundred units!"
That was the limit!