Chapter 30: The Furnace That Creates Part 2 The morning light gradually spread across the sky. Adrian stood on the deck of the Originless Heaven Ark for a few moments, watching the endless clouds below. The world looked peaceful from above. No battles. No destruction. No screams. Only the quiet beginning of a new day. But Adrian knew that peace was often only a temporary moment. He turned away from the view and returned to the interior of the Ark. The concealment formations remained active. To anyone below, the sky was empty. No trace of the flying ship could be detected. No sound. No spiritual fluctuation. Nothing. For ordinary people, the Ark did not exist. That was exactly how Adrian wanted it. He stored the refined materials carefully before guiding the Ark back toward the place where he lived. The journey was silent. Before reaching the city, Adrian slowed the Ark and activated the concealment techniques surrounding himself. The outside world could no longer sense his presence. After making sure no one was nearby, he returned to his room through the window. The room remained exactly as he had left it. The books on his desk. The unfinished notes for his thesis. The familiar surroundings of an ordinary life. Adrian closed the window quietly. No one noticed. No footsteps. No movement. Nothing that would reveal he had been gone the entire night. He looked at the time. Morning had already arrived. A normal day was beginning. Adrian changed his clothes and left his room. The smell of freshly prepared food reached him immediately. His mother was already arranging breakfast on the table. "Adrian, you're awake?" She looked at him with a smile. "Yes, Mom." He sat down quietly. His father was already eating while looking at his phone. The atmosphere was simple. Warm. Ordinary. Something Adrian had never truly experienced during his countless years of cultivation. His mother placed another dish on the table. "You have to eat more. You always look tired." Adrian smiled slightly. "I know." She looked at him carefully. "You stayed up late again studying?" "Something like that." He gave a small excuse. It was not completely false. He really did spend his nights working. Just not on what they imagined. His mother sighed. "Don't push yourself too hard. Your body isn't as strong as other people." Adrian paused for a moment. Then he nodded. "I understand." After breakfast, he returned to his room. His laptop was still on the desk. Civil Engineering documents were waiting. The thesis work that represented his ordinary life. Adrian sat down and looked at the screen. For a while, he simply remained there. Last night, he had refined treasures capable of changing the fate of powerful beings. He had created things beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Yet now... He was sitting in his room, preparing to continue his university work. A strange contrast. But he did not dislike it. This was also part of his life. A small smile appeared on his face. He opened his files and began working. Several hours passed. The sound of typing filled the room. Outside the window, the morning slowly moved toward noon. No one knew what had happened during the night. No one knew that above the sea of clouds, hidden from the world, a forgotten existence had spent the entire night creating treasures. To everyone around him, Adrian Voss was still just an ordinary final-year student. And for now... That was enough. After finishing his work for the morning, Adrian leaned back in his chair. The exhaustion from refining throughout the night finally appeared. Even with his current body, controlling countless refinement processes continuously still consumed energy. He closed his eyes for a moment. Just a short rest. Then he would continue. Not as the Immortal Emperor. Not as someone standing above the world. Just as Adrian Voss, living another ordinary morning with his family.