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Chapter 23: Looked Down Upon
Author: Alex
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The road stretched on, endless and dusty. Kael Draven drew deeply on the power Eldric had refined within the Blood Pool. With every step, it seeped into him, flooding him with strength. Faster. Stronger. It felt almost… unnatural.

One Innate Beast Pill. That was all it took.

And yet. It wasn’t enough.

Even for a body like his—the Boundless Wasteland Saint Body, a cultivation realm without end—one pill had carried him to the very peak of the Ninth Layer of Inner Strength. But the Tenth Layer? That remained stubbornly out of reach. A single pill wouldn’t close the gap.

Kael Draven let out a faint sigh. His cultivation body was a bottomless pit. Always hungry, always demanding. It left him… frustrated.

“Master,” Eldric’s voice was soft, almost hesitant beside him. “If it pleases you… I wish to begin forging a Soul Slave.”

Kael Draven froze mid-step.

A Soul Slave?

He’d heard of them before. Beings born in the Blood Pool, bound to the will of their master. Warriors that answered without q
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