2026-01-26 16:37:14Morning sunlight streamed through the window as Darwin opened his eyes and yawned. He felt energized and immediately got up, planning to visit the clan's library to acquire a cultivation manual so he could begin his journey properly.
However, the moment he stepped outside his room, he encountered an annoying and familiar face. "Garwin," he muttered under his breath. The patriarch of the Azure clan had six children. Garwin, barely ten years old and the youngest of the six, was one of the people who tormented Darwin the most. At age ten, he was already at Qi Refining Stage 7, thanks to the abundant resources the family provided. At that level, he could easily defeat Darwin with both eyes closed. "Where have you been for the past two days? And what's with the black hair? It looks disgusting. I came by to vent my frustration on you, but you were absent. Are you planning a rebellion?" Garwin said with a smug look, folding his hands behind his back. Darwin wanted to say, "Get out of my way, brat," but before he could speak, a sharp pain exploded in his stomach. He spat out blood. If not for his Body Refining Stage 3 cultivation, he might have passed out already. "Anyway, I only came here to tell you that Father said you should prepare for the trial. Although trash like you should be expelled, it seems you'll die soon instead," Garwin said before turning to leave. "I swear you'll be the first person I kill in this world. Just wait a few months," Darwin cursed inwardly as he picked himself up. As he continued walking, he noticed a message from the system indicating he had two unclaimed daily gifts, which made him smile. "It seems there are daily gifts as well. I'll check those when I get back to my room. For now, let's find a cultivation manual." After several minutes of walking, he arrived at the library, where he was greeted by the librarian, who asked what he needed. "Good morning, Elder. I came to see if I could borrow a cultivation manual from the library," Darwin asked pleasantly. The man before him was one of the few people who actually treated him with respect. "I'm sorry, Young Master, but the clan only gives out one manual per person. If you want something else, you can exchange it using clan points. I believe you received the clan's Grade 2 cultivation technique when you were eight years old," the librarian said. Darwin frowned. He vaguely remembered burning that manual in frustration when he couldn't even draw in qi. It had been at least three years since he'd last tried to cultivate, and he'd long forgotten the technique. The librarian, aware of Darwin's circumstances and inability to cultivate, decided to help him. "Here, kid. You can have mine," he said, waving his hand and producing a book from his storage ring. Darwin hesitated. "Don't worry. It's of no use to me anymore. I hit a bottleneck in my cultivation years ago, so keeping it with me is a waste of precious resources," the librarian insisted. Darwin couldn't refuse anymore, especially after realizing it was actually a Grade 3 manual—far better than what he'd planned to acquire. In this world, treasures, artifacts, skills, techniques, and manuals were divided into grades. The higher the grade, the higher the value. Grade 1 was classified as Mundane, Grade 2 as Common, Grade 3 as Uncommon, Grade 4 as Rare, Grade 5 as Super Rare, and Grade 6 as Epic. The differences between grades were like night and day. He immediately took the manual and rushed back to his room, eager to cultivate. But first, he decided to check the daily gifts. He focused on the notification. [Ding! Daily gift boxes opened: 2] [Reward 1: Upgrade Points x2] [Reward 2: Upgrade Points x3] [Total Upgrade Points: 5] [Note: Upgrade points can be used to upgrade anything] This was a huge jackpot. Including his two daily upgrades, he had a total of seven upgrades—practically a cheat code. He decided to use three upgrade points on his meridians, three on his roots, and the last one on his manual. [Ding! Upgrade successful] [Basic Meridian → Intermediate Meridian] [Intermediate Meridian → Advanced Meridian] [Advanced Meridian → Refined Meridian] [Low Spirit Root of Wind → Mid Spirit Root of Wind] [Mid Spirit Root of Wind → High Spirit Root of Wind] [High Spirit Root of Wind → Peak Spirit Root of Wind] The change was so dramatic that Darwin immediately broke through just by breathing. He felt a hundred times better than before. His qi channels were broader, his body felt like it truly belonged to him, everything flowed smoothly, and each breath carried abundant qi. He could sense an almost endless well of power within his meridian. At this point, he could be called the greatest genius of his clan. Even his elder sister, hailed as an unparalleled genius, only had a refined meridian and a high spirit root of wind. His qi was now purer than hers. [Grade 3 Azure Sky Cultivation Manual (Uncommon) → Grade 4 Celestial Azure Cultivation Manual (Rare)]
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The border hunt
The village of Ashwood sat at the edge of the empire's border like a wound that had stopped bleeding but had not begun to heal. Dark walked through its main street and counted seven buildings reduced to rubble, another three with claw marks raked across their walls, and a well that had been shattered so completely that the villagers were drawing water from a stream a quarter mile away. The people who emerged from the remaining structures watched him with the particular wariness of those who had learned that strangers often brought more trouble than they solved. An old man with a missing left arm stepped into Dark's path. "You're from the guild?" He studied Dark's white hair and silver eyes with frank suspicion. "You don't look like any guild member I've seen." "I'm new." Dark didn't elaborate. "Tell me about the monster." The old man's expression shifted—from suspicion to something closer to fear. "It comes at night. Never seen anything like it. Bigger than any beast I've seen i
The Silver Tribulation
The forest clearing had not changed since their last visit. The same pines stood sentinel around the edges, their trunks scarred from previous spars. The same stream murmured along the eastern border, indifferent to the two figures who stood in its center. But something in the air had shifted—a tension, a pressure, the particular stillness that preceded a storm. Dark stood with his arms loose at his sides, his breathing slow and measured. Thia had positioned herself at the clearing's edge, Sol reduced to his cat-sized form on her shoulder. Her expression was calm, but her eyes tracked every movement he made. "You're certain about this?" she asked. "I've been holding back for days." Dark's voice was quiet, almost reflective. "The World Tree, the spirit root, the internal generation—everything has been building toward this. If I wait any longer, the breakthrough will happen on its own. Better to control where and when." Thia nodded slowly. "And you're sure you don't want to us
The Estate
The property broker's office was tucked between a tailor's shop and a teahouse, its entrance unassuming but its interior surprisingly spacious. Dark and Thia stood before a wide desk covered in scrolls, each one detailing a property currently available for rent in Varen or its outskirts. The broker was a thin man with quick eyes and slower movements, the kind of person who had learned that patience in negotiation yielded better results than haste. He watched Dark and Thia over steepled fingers as they examined the scrolls. "What are you looking for?" he asked. "Privacy," Dark said. "Space. A cultivation cave, a training area. Multiple rooms." He glanced at Thia. "And no neighbors within easy earshot." The broker nodded slowly. He reached beneath the desk and produced a single scroll, tied with a black ribbon. "This one," he said, "is on the eastern outskirts. It's been on the market for some time—too large for most renters, too expensive for those who don't need the space." He u
The Gilded Exchange
The morning light had barely touched the windowsill when Dark opened his eyes.He lay still for a moment, listening to the travelers' house settle around him—the creak of old wood, the distant murmur of other guests beginning their days, the soft padding of footsteps in the hallway. Then he sat up and checked his system.\text{Daily Upgrades Available: 2}Good.He reached for his artifacts. The Infernal Conversion Core hung around his neck, warm and steady. The Nine-Bone Tyrant Ring sat on his left hand, its dark metal unassuming. Both had served him well since the Crimson Vale, but both were Grade 5. In a city like Varen, where Nascent Soul cultivators walked the streets and the Emperor's Challenge was days away, Grade 5 was respectable. It was not enough.He focused on the Infernal Conversion Core first.\text{Daily Upgrade Used (1/2)}\text{Infernal Conversion Core (Grade 5) → Infernal Conversion Core (Grade 6)}The pendant grew warm against his chest—not the gentle warmth of a hea
The Crack
Dark looked up from the egg as the knock came.He had been sitting on his bed for the past hour, the divine beast egg cradled in his palms, feeding it small threads of qi every few minutes. The egg was warmer than it had been this morning—noticeably warmer, almost hot against his skin. Its golden surface patterns moved faster now, flowing in agitated spirals that seemed to have no fixed rhythm.Something is changing, he thought.The knock came again. Thia's voice: "It's me."Dark considered hiding the egg. The instinct was there—protective, cautious, the same instinct that made him keep the Heaven-Splitting Jade Sword in his inventory rather than displayed on his hip. But something about Thia, after the spar, after her breakthrough, made him hesitate.She trusted me with her training. I can trust her with this."Come in."The door opened. Thia stepped inside, and Dark noticed immediately that something was different about her. Not her appearance—she was still in her training clothes,
The Spar
The light beam crossed the distance between them in the space between heartbeats.Dark was already moving.He didn't dodge—he angled his body, letting the beam pass within a finger's width of his ribs. The light scorched his jacket but didn't breach skin. Behind him, a pine tree exploded in a shower of splinters and smoking bark.Fast, he noted. But linear.He closed the gap in three strides, wind qi accelerating his movement, his right hand reaching for Thia's collar. If he could get inside her range—Thia's left palm came up. Light gathered, swelled, and detonated.The point-blank explosion threw him backward. He twisted mid-air, caught a tree trunk with his free hand, and swung himself around to land on his feet. His ears rang. His jacket smoldered in two places.She's not just a ranged fighter. She uses explosions to create space."Good," he said.Thia grinned. "You're still standing.""Barely."They circled each other. Sol watched from his boulder, golden eyes tracking every move
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