All Chapters of In A Cultivation world with an upgrading system : Chapter 31
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Demon grade beast(2)
The Infernal Conversion Core resumed its work, converting ambient fire qi into pure energy. Hours passed as Darwin's cultivation advanced steadily toward Foundation Establishment Stage 8. Elsewhere in the Volcanic Wasteland Darvin Azure stumbled across blackened rock, his face twisted in discomfort as sweat poured down his forehead. The heat was unbearable—even with his Foundation Establishment Stage 1 cultivation protecting him through a constant coating of wind qi, the volcanic environment was draining his reserves rapidly. "Damned luck," Darvin muttered, pulling out a water flask and drinking deeply. "Of all the regions in the Crimson Vale, I get transported to this hellscape." He'd been walking for hours, trying to find the edge of the volcanic wasteland. Every direction looked the same—black rock, lava flows, geysers of flame erupting randomly. Spirit beasts prowled the area, and Darvin had already been forced to flee from a pack of Flame Cheetahs that he wasn't confident he
Frozen encounters(1)
In one of the frozen regions of the Crimson Vale, Selene Vermilion stood on a plain of pristine white snow, her crimson hair a stark contrast against the icy landscape. Her breath misted in the freezing air as she faced her opponent. An Ice Orc towered over twelve feet tall—more than double her height. Its muscular body was covered in thick, pale blue skin protected by natural ice scales that gleamed like armor in the pale light. In its massive hands, it wielded a club of solid ice nearly as thick as Selene's torso. The beast roared, swinging its club in a horizontal arc. Selene kicked off the ground, using her qi to propel herself backward. The ice club missed her by inches, instead obliterating a massive boulder behind where she'd been standing. Chunks of frozen stone exploded outward, demonstrating the devastating power behind each strike. Despite being classified as a high-level spirit beast—the same grade as the Flame Cheetahs Darwin had faced—this Ice Orc was far more danger
Frozen encounters(2)
She had just stored the corpse when her spiritual sense detected something—another human, about two hundred meters away. The qi signature felt familiar, wind qi. Azure Clan? Selene hesitated. She wasn't obligated to help members of other clans. In fact, the trial encouraged competition. But her sense of morality won out—if someone was in danger, she should at least check. She ran toward the qi signature, her feet barely leaving impressions in the snow as she used movement techniques to increase her speed. When she arrived, she found a young woman in Azure Clan robes desperately fighting another Ice Orc. The woman was clearly struggling—her sword strikes were panicked, her defense sloppy. She wouldn't last another minute. The Ice Orc raised its club for what would clearly be a killing blow. Selene didn't hesitate. She channeled fire qi into her blade, activating Blazing Edge again. The sword erupted with brilliant flame as she moved at high speed, her movement creating a small cr
Obsidian brothers(1)
Daren brought out a greatsword from his spatial ring, the massive blade gleaming dully in the frozen light. His elder brother Darius summoned a two-handed warhammer, its head easily the size of a human torso. Both weapons were Grade 3 artifacts specifically designed for body cultivators—heavy, durable, and capable of channeling physical force without shattering. At this point, it would be a pure battle of strength. The Frost Warrior Orc stood fifteen feet tall, its frost-forged greataxe held with deceptive casualness. Ice armor covered its entire body in overlapping plates, and its glowing blue eyes tracked both brothers with calculating intelligence. Daren made the first move. He launched himself skyward with a powerful leap, his Bone Forging Stage 5 body propelling him twenty feet into the air. His greatsword came down in a vertical slash aimed directly at the Frost Warrior Orc's head. The beast didn't dodge. Instead, it raised its massive greataxe horizontally, catching Daren'
Obsidian brothers(2)
There! A massive shape moving through the mist, closing fast on Darius's blind side. The Frost Warrior Orc lunged, its ice shard dagger aimed at Darius's exposed back. But Daren had been watching for exactly this move. With a powerful throw, Daren launched the Frost Warrior Orc's own greataxe through the air. The massive weapon spun end over end, cutting through the cold mist like a massive projectile. The Frost Warrior Orc's eyes widened as it detected the incoming weapon. It tried to dodge—but there wasn't time. The beast was mid-lunge, fully committed to its attack. THUNK! The frost-forged greataxe struck the Frost Warrior Orc's right shoulder with devastating impact. The blade, sharp enough to cut through armor, severed the beast's entire right arm cleanly. SPLAT! Black blood sprayed across the snow as the severed arm, still clutching the ice shard, fell to the ground. The Frost Warrior Orc bellowed in agony, staggering backward. The cold mist began to dissipate, revealin
Blood in the crimson vale
Two days had passed since the Crimson Vale Trial began, and the secret realm had already claimed three lives—two from the Obsidian Clan and one from the Vermilion Clan. Two Hours Earlier - Deep Forest Region "And what makes you think we'd let a qi cultivator like you tag along with us?" The speaker was a young man in thick, reinforced armor—standard issue for Obsidian Clan body cultivators. His tone carried the familiar disdain that body cultivators often held for those who relied on elemental techniques rather than physical prowess. Before him stood a girl in tattered crimson robes, her Vermilion Clan insignia barely visible through the dirt and blood. She couldn't have been more than seventeen, her face pale with exhaustion and fear. "Please," she gasped, clutching a gash across her ribs. "I encountered a beast—peak demon grade at least. I barely escaped. I just need to rest for a few hours, regain some strength. Then I'll go my own way. I swear it." The two Obsidian Clan memb
What are you?
The Volcanic Snake King moved first. Its massive head shot forward with terrifying speed, jaws unhinging to reveal rows of obsidian fangs and a throat glowing with internal fire. The beast intended to swallow Darwin whole, the way it might devour a particularly annoying mouse. Darwin vanished. One moment he stood at the lake's edge. The next moment he was twenty meters away, standing behind the Snake King's tail. Not running. Not dodging. Simply relocated, as if space itself had bent to accommodate him. The Snake King's jaws snapped shut on empty air with a sound like grinding stone. Darvin's eyes widened in shock. "What kind of movement technique—" The answer lay in Darwin's recently unlocked abilities. After reaching peak foundation realm he'd finally unlocked two new stages of the movement technique which he had practiced within the last two days. [Emperor Storm Steps - Updated Mastery] First Stage: Silent Gale ✓ MASTERED ∙ Triples movement speed ∙ Steps become complete
Ashy reunions
Chapter 19: Reunion in Ash Somewhere else in the volcanic regions, Selene Vermilion walked with mounting frustration etched across her face. She'd arrived in this hellscape a full day ago with high expectations—the volcanic wasteland was supposed to be teeming with flame-attribute beasts, perfect for a fire cultivator like herself. Yet in twenty-four hours of searching, she hadn't encountered a single monster. Not one. It was unheard of. Members of her clan who'd participated in previous Crimson Vale Trials had all emphasized the same point: the volcanic regions were crawling with spirit beasts and demon-grade creatures, most traveling in packs. The area was considered dangerous but profitable—high risk, high reward. What Selene was experiencing was the complete opposite. An eerie, lifeless silence broken only by the occasional hiss of escaping steam or the distant rumble of lava flows. "Where are they?" she muttered, scanning the landscape for any sign of movement. "There shoul
Celeste vs the shadow(1)
Forest Region - Celeste's Battle In one of the forest regions bordering the volcanic wasteland, Celeste Azure moved through the dense undergrowth with three people following behind her. One was Aria, the Azure Clan branch family member that she'd found traveling with Selene. The other two were Vermilion Clan cultivators she'd found just hours earlier and agreed to let accompany her temporarily. The forest was peaceful—almost too peaceful. Birds called from the canopy above, and the rustle of small spirit beasts in the underbrush created a constant ambient noise that most cultivators found reassuring. Then Celeste stopped dead in her tracks. Cold sweat rolled down her cheeks despite the moderate temperature. Her spiritual sense had detected something that made her blood run cold—a presence so overwhelming, so fundamentally wrong that her instincts screamed at her to flee. This pressure… it was at least a high-grade earth beast. Possibly the highest grade of creature to be found an
Celeste vs the shadow (2)
What followed was a brutal exchange that pushed Celeste to her absolute limits. The creature came in low, claws aimed at her legs—trying to cripple her mobility. Celeste jumped, using wind qi to gain height, and slashed downward as she passed over the beast. Her blade met obsidian claws with a shower of sparks. The beast twisted mid-block, using the momentum to spin and strike at her exposed flank. Celeste barely got her sword around in time, the impact sending vibrations through her arms that made her teeth ache. She landed, pivoted, and thrust forward in a quick stab aimed at the creature's center mass. The beast simply wasn't there anymore—it had moved before she'd even completed the motion, now attacking from her right. Celeste's sword came up in a horizontal parry, but the beast's other hand came over the top, claws descending toward her face. She jerked her head back, feeling the claws pass close enough to cut a few strands of her silver hair. Counter-attack—a quick slas