All Chapters of Healing Skills: Chapter 131
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C128: Skill SacrificeSkill Sacrifice was one of the perks I had traded for, the one I obtained by giving up many of my skills in exchange for a power that could bypass a large portion of the restrictions normally placed on a person’s power growth, and it was the kind of ability that made the whole concept of limitation feel like a joke. With this ability, I could choose one or more skills to sacrifice, and in return, I could strengthen a skill of my choosing, essentially turning my own skill list into a source of fuel for a single power I wanted to perfect, and it was a cruel but efficient system of progression.That sounded overpowered, and it was, but the question remained, was it worth it, especially when compared to Skill Merging, which produced higher ranked skills than the ones being merged, and in that sense, Skill Merging seemed like the more logical option, because it was the one that offered raw advancement rather than mere enhancement. Yet, I
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C129: Demon EmergenceKael arrived in a matter of moments, the air already thick with a stench that felt like it had been dragged up from a nightmare and left to rot in the open. The sight that met him was enough to make the blood in his veins chill, not because of fear alone, but because the scene carried a heavy, oppressive sense of wrongness, like reality itself had been stained.The ground was littered with heaps of demonic corpses, twisted and contorted into unnatural positions, their bodies leaking that nauseating chaotic aura that seemed to seep into everything around them, staining the air and the soil as if the land itself were becoming infected. The mana that radiated from the corpses was thick, sour, and abrasive, like breathing in the aftertaste of a nightmare that had been held too long in the mouth.Ever since Kael had first encountered that type of mana, he had hated it with a deep, instinctive loathing that felt almost physical, as if his b
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C130 — Demon’s Core“Well, aren’t you a real comedian?” the demon sneered, laughter rolling out like a dark joke, but the humor died almost instantly as its expression snapped into something far colder and more dangerous. The sudden shift made the air feel heavier, as if the world itself had been reminded that it was dealing with something that did not enjoy being mocked. The demon no longer carried the casual, almost playful attitude it had a moment before, and instead it stared at Kael with a silent, pure malice that could have chilled a furnace.Kael met its gaze without flinching, his eyes locked on the demon’s as if daring it to act, and the system’s voice echoed in his mind, dry and unhelpful as always. You did not need a genius to tell you that the demon had been provoked, the system said, because the expression on its face screamed the answer.Kael did not respond, because he already knew, and because the demon’s aura was beginning to thicken, the mana
C131: Demon (3) → C131: The Sanctuary Gamble
**C131: Demon (3) → C131: The Sanctuary GambleKael watched the demon’s transformation in complete silence, as if he were observing a storm rolling in rather than a creature rewriting the rules of reality with its body. The question that rose in his mind was simple, and the answer was even simpler: could he stop it? Probably. Would he? Not a chance.It would be easy to call it selfish, to say he was letting the demon become stronger just because he enjoyed watching the world burn. But that was not the point. Even before the demon had fully transformed, the surrounding buildings had already collapsed into ruins, their skeletal remains jutting out like broken teeth in the wasteland. Only a few structures still stood, barely clinging to their last breaths, and the entire city was already a graveyard.There were no civilians left in the area, no living souls close enough to be harmed. The place had been a dead zone long before Kael had even arrived.S
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C132: Demon (4)Title: Sanctuary’s PriceThe moment those words slipped out of Kael’s mouth, the world around him altered in a way that felt less like magic and more like reality being rewritten, because the air itself seemed to stiffen and glow, and the ground under his feet pulsed with a soft golden light that spread outward in a wide circle, forming a barrier that stretched in every direction until it reached a full radius of one hundred meters, like a dome of pure divine authority imposed upon the battlefield.The moment the barrier completed, Kael felt his mana drop sharply, as if the world had taken a bite out of his reserves, yet he did not care, because within this golden domain, he was no longer merely a man with power, he was the architect of every law that governed the space, and that kind of dominance made any loss feel insignificant.Within the barrier, Kael could control everything, and he did not mean simply mana or spells, he meant
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C133 — Demon’s Mark“Wake up.”Kael did not say it like a suggestion. He said it like a command that the world owed him, and he meant it. He grabbed Jace’s body midair and began twisting it, flipping him around like a ragdoll caught in a storm, until the other man finally snapped out of whatever sleep-drama he had been staging for his own comfort.Jace was definitely conscious. That much was obvious. His eyes were open, his breathing was steady, and his muscles were tense enough to prove that he was alive. But he was acting lazy, like waking up was a task he had not consented to perform today.“Fine… stop,” he muttered, and at last the charade broke. He used his shadows to halt himself in midair, the dark tendrils of his mana coiling around him like obedient snakes.Kael watched him closely, his mind working through the information like a blade slicing through rope. Jace had gotten stronger. Again. It was not subtle, either. The surge in
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C134 — TrainingA/N: Only two chapters today, because apparently the author’s life has decided to be inconvenient. A mass release for private readers will happen in a week or two once the mess is sorted. Try not to miss me too much, I know that is hard for you.---Kael stood there like an awkward third wheel, watching Maren and Elira embrace each other with the kind of intensity usually reserved for long lost siblings or people who survived a death cult ritual together, and the hug showed no sign of stopping any time soon. The warmth of their reunion made the air feel thicker, as if even the atmosphere itself was trying to avoid interrupting them.“I am glad the two of you are fine,” Kael said, forcing a smile that felt more like a mask than an expression, “See you in a week?” he added, hoping that the question would serve as a polite exit.He was promptly ignored, as if his existence had been filed under irrelevant. It was obvious
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C135: Tournament?Title: The Bloodless Bell RingsA full week had crawled by, dragging its feet like a wounded beast, and within that span, Kael’s mastery over his shields had grown from shaky and uncertain to something that actually resembled competence. The change did not come from elegant training sequences, or from mystical instruction, or from some ancient monk whispering secrets in a cave, because that is not how Kael’s life worked. Instead, his improvement came from a week of being mercilessly beaten, again and again, until the shape of his body began to resemble a living, breathing punching bag.That was the thing about his training. It was not designed to be pleasant. It was designed to be effective, which in Kael’s world meant one thing: surviving. Every day, Mikhail would hit him, push him, slam him, and tear him apart, and Kael would respond by standing back up and taking it again. Occasionally, he would manage to throw out an attack of his own
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C136 — Tournament TrapThe announcement hit Kael like a surprise thunderclap, and he could not stop the bitter amusement from curling at the edge of his thoughts, because an academy tournament was not exactly what he expected to be dragged into today. The fact that she, of all people, had insisted he join only made it feel even more absurd. He stared at the words in his mind and thought, An academy tournament, and she wants me to participate? Is she that desperate to win?After all, Kael’s strength had already reached Tier 2, and it was not the kind of secret that could remain hidden for long. The moment someone became powerful enough to be noticed, it became impossible to pretend they were still just a normal student. If she had not noticed his growth by now, that would have been the real mystery. Her own strength was far above his, and she could have easily sensed it the moment he stepped into the same room as her.He was not against participating in the
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C137 — Underground Tournament Amanda moved through the crowded streets with the kind of confidence that made it obvious she had already memorized every alley, every shortcut, and every hidden rule of Elarion, and she guided the group toward a row of hotels as if she was leading them through a familiar ritual rather than a simple travel plan. Along the way, she chatted casually with people she passed, striking up conversations that seemed effortless, as if the city itself recognized her and responded with a respectful nod. Kael had not expected her to be so outgoing outside of Vivum, but then again, she had been unusual from the beginning, so perhaps it was only fitting that she remained unusual even in a place where most people lived under the weight of ordinary life. Elarion’s inhabitants were notably weak, a fact that Kael could feel in the air the moment he arrived, and the city itself seemed like a fragile thing held together by fragile people. Most