2025-07-28 20:53:29Just moments ago, everyone was quietly mourning Kaelen Viremont.
Now?
He had sent two mercenaries flying through the air with a single burst of power.
The two men lay crumpled on the ground, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, eyes wide with terror. They stared at the young man in white as if they'd seen a ghost.
"If you dare provoke me again... I won’t show mercy."
With a cold snort, Kaelen turned his back on them and stepped into the Ebonflare tower—calm, unshaken.
From the ground, one of the mercenaries choked out in disbelief, “He’s only at the first level of the True Martial Realm… How can his true energy be this strong?! We didn’t even get close…”
Shock flickered in both their eyes.
Inside the Ebonflare tower, Kaelen accepted three missions, each tasking him with retrieving a rare spiritual herb. Together, they promised a reward of one hundred thousand coins—an immense sum for someone at his stage.
He didn’t linger.
Without hesitation, he departed Ravenhollow Town and vanished into the dense, untamed forests of the Vyrecrest Mountains.
Back at the town gate, the mercenaries he’d humiliated watched his figure disappear into the trees.
They weren’t finished.
Hatred burned in their eyes.
“We have to get revenge,” one growled.
“But the captain won’t move just because we got beat up,” the other muttered. “He’s not going to offend a martial arts prodigy over something this petty.”
A moment of silence passed.
Then a dark grin crept across the first mercenary’s face.
“Then we don’t go head-on… We play dirty. Frame him. Give the captain no choice but to strike.”
The Vyrecrest Mountain Range stretched endlessly, its forests thick and ancient, a wild extension of the mighty Desolate Wild Forest—one of the most dangerous regions on the entire Velarion Continent.
Dressed in flowing white, sword case slung across his back, Kaelen stepped into this primal wilderness.
But he wasn’t rushing to complete the missions.
His true goal was deeper—to temper his sword, and his soul.
“True progress,” he thought, “is forged in the crucible of life and death.”
The Divine Creation Art demanded combat. It evolved through battle—refining the body, expanding true energy, and awakening the spirit.
Kaelen’s mind drifted back…
Three thousand years ago, his father—Emperor Therion Viremont —had fought gods, kings, and monsters alike. He’d crossed stars, slain beasts of heaven and earth, and carved his name into the annals of the Spirit Realm.
From blood and fire, he became the Divine Emperor—founder of a dynasty, ruler of all races.
"Like father, like son," Kaelen whispered.
"I refuse to live a life of mediocrity."
With a metallic clang, he drew the rust-covered sword from his back—the same battered blade gifted by that strange elder in coarse robes.
Something about this sword… felt hidden. Ancient.
Gripping the hilt, Kaelen exhaled deeply and began to practice.
Bright Moon Sword Art.
Fiery Dragon Sword Technique.
Lone Peak Nine Swords.
Three elementary Yellow-grade techniques flooded his mind. He focused, absorbing their mysteries. Each technique was intricate—demanding time and effort to master.
He wasn’t in a rush.
But then, without warning—something awakened.
A wave of mysterious energy surged from the golden divine pill floating in his brain sea.
In that moment, the fog around the techniques lifted—clarity blazed through his thoughts.
His comprehension soared.
In a heartbeat, Kaelen understood each technique to its core.
“This… what is this?!”
He swung his sword once.
Again.
A third time.
Perfection.
Each technique—mastered instantly.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Sword shadows sliced the air as power radiated from him. His eyes widened in disbelief.
Even when he was the son of the Divine Emperor in his past life, he’d never possessed comprehension like this.
“Weren’t people calling me talentless in this life…?”
To test it—
He performed a full strike from the Bright Moon Sword Art.
Clang!
A brilliant sword light burst from the blade, cold and sharp as starlight. And above his head, a glowing illusion of a bright moon shimmered into view.
The sword aura could slice through gold and iron—a symbol of perfect mastery.
“I… I actually mastered it after a few swings.”
Still stunned, he launched into the Fiery Dragon Sword Technique.
ROAR!
A blazing dragon silhouette surged along his blade, and his strike became as heavy as a falling mountain. The air trembled. Power crackled.
Another perfect execution.
“This is insane… Could it be—?”
At that moment, Kaelen Viremont felt the golden divine pill inside his spiritual sea pulsing faintly—releasing a force beyond understanding.
It had rewritten his fate.
This divine pill… had turned a so-called martial failure into a monster of cultivation.
For ordinary disciples, just grasping a Yellow-rank technique took months—sometimes years.
Kaelen?
Twice.
Twice was all it took.
If word spread, cultivators across the continent would drop their jaws in disbelief.
“This golden divine pill… it’s not just a treasure. It’s a miracle.”
Two shocking powers had already been revealed:
At breakthrough moments, the pill could release overwhelming spiritual energy to push past bottlenecks—no fear of injury or failure.
It had fundamentally transformed Kaelen’s martial talent—from below average to heaven-defying.
Armed with this knowledge, Kaelen ventured deeper into the Vyrecrest Mountains.
No hesitation.
No fear.
“Martial power is the foundation. I must grow stronger—strong enough to challenge her.”
Her.
Aurelia Duskryn
The Second Miss of the House Hanwynn
She would not overlook what he had done forever. The death of Mirelle would not remain a secret.
Sooner or later, she would come for him.
And when she did…
He would be ready.
He would be strong enough to stand tall, blade in hand, eyes unblinking—even in the face of a storm.
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Chapter 15: Mourning
The great canyon lay silent behind him. Kaelen tightened the strap of his pack and set off toward the mountains beyond.In the past few days, fortune had smiled on him. Amid jagged cliffs and shadowed valleys, he had stumbled upon several rare spirit herbs, the very ones listed in the bounty he had accepted back in Raven Hollow.One hundred thousand gold coins.Enough to change a man’s fate.But Kaelen’s mind was elsewhere.“True Martial Realm, Ninth Layer.”“Three Currents of Dragon-Elephant Energy.”“Art of Primordial Creation, First Layer, Bronze Battle Form.”He murmured the tally of his progress, committing each to memory. Casting one final glance at the canyon that had witnessed his growth, he stepped into the wilderness with unshakable resolve.A flicker of killing intent gleamed in his eyes.It was time to settle accounts with the Frostfang Mercenaries Corps.Vyrecrest Mountains RangeAt the mouth of the deep mountain region, the Frostfang Mercenaries Corps waited. Their capta
Chapter 14: Martial Soul
Fianna waited with cool confidence, certain she knew exactly how this scene would end.Men like Kaelen were always the same, present them with a threat in one hand and a priceless treasure in the other, and they would bow, grateful for whatever scraps were offered.Her gaze lingered on the vermilion brocade box at his feet, waiting for the moment he would stoop, trembling, to claim it.Instead, Kaelen laughed.It was no polite chuckle, nor the laugh of one eager to please. It was sharp, cutting through the night like a blade.Fianna’s eyes narrowed. “What’s so amusing?”“I’m laughing,” Kaelen said, his voice as cold and steady as steel, “because you understand neither friendship nor loyalty. There are bonds between people in this world, things no treasure can replace.”The smile vanished from his face, replaced by a glacial, unyielding expression. In the next heartbeat, he strode forward, his heel striking with a sharp crack, and the brocade box shattered beneath his boot. The Heaven-
Chapter 13: Fianna
Under the relentless pulse of the Creation Divine Art, Kaelen absorbed the immense demonic essence and life force of the Venomous Mad Python. In just half a day, he shattered two bottlenecks in succession, ascending directly to the pinnacle of the Ninth Heaven of the True Martial Realm.He walked alone across the canyon floor, his white robes gleaming brighter than freshly fallen snow. The setting sun bathed him in molten gold, gilding his figure until he seemed less man and more a young immortal poised to step upon the light itself. Yet beneath that effortless grace lingered something older, an unshakable, ancient solitude.From the shadowed cave behind him, Seraphina stirred. She stepped out just in time to see him framed against the fading light. Her breath caught, and for a moment she simply stood there, unwilling to disturb the vision before her.“You’re awake?” Kaelen said, sensing her presence as he turned.He approached her, a faint smile touching his lips. “These past days mu
Chapter 12: Seraphina Valemir
“Benefactor… you’re awake?”A soft voice broke the stillness of the cave.Seraphina stepped inside, carrying a bundle of herbs unfamiliar to Kaelen. Joy lit her delicate features, even through the grime and wear of days spent in hardship.The Ninth Princess, once draped in silks and shielded from the wind, now wore a simple white dress smudged with earth. Mud streaked her once flawless face, and her long black hair fell in tangled strands, as if she had gone days without a mirror or comb.“How are you feeling?” she asked, kneeling beside the bed of dry grass, her bright eyes meeting his with earnest concern.Kaelen didn’t answer. Instead, he reached out and took her hand.“Benefactor?” she blinked, startled, but did not pull away. Color rose in her cheeks as she let him hold her hand.His eyes traced her delicate fingers, once soft and pale, now marked with cuts and roughened by jagged leaves and thorned stems.She had been searching for medicine—for him.For a long moment, he simply
Chapter 11: Poisoned
"Don’t celebrate just yet."The voice rang out, cold and clear. Clad in white robes, the youth stepped forward—it was Kaelen Viremont. His eyes, sharp as blades, flicked toward Seraphina Valemir. “That Venomous Mad Python behind us—I only managed to destroy one of its heads in a sneak attack. It’ll be even more enraged now. We’re still deep in danger.”Startled by his tone, Seraphina’s face turned pale. She lowered her head like a child caught in the act, her voice barely a whisper. “I understand.”The two sprinted toward the canyon’s edge, feet barely touching the ground—but the serpent was far faster. In the blink of an eye, it was nearly upon them.“You’re too slow.”Kaelen didn’t wait for a reply. He swept the girl into his arms, hoisting her onto his back without hesitation.“S-Savior… be careful…” Seraphina whispered, cheeks tinged pink as her slender arms wrapped tightly around his neck. Her breath tickled his ear, but all she felt was a sudden surge of safety.Kaelen didn’t dw
Chapter 10: A Fantastical Scene
“Quick! That little thief is over there!”The shout tore through the stillness of the forest like a blade, its urgency echoing off the towering trees of the Ravenhollow Mountain Range.“Again…” Kaelen muttered, his brows tightening in frustration.His white robes fluttered in the wind as he paused on a narrow forest path, his gaze sharp and brooding. Though the golden true vital energy within him surged with divine might—thanks to the legendary Divine Art of Creation—his body could still feel the strain of constant pursuit. He had been hunted for days, if not weeks, with barely any rest. Even someone of his strength and willpower was beginning to feel the wear of exhaustion. Not fear—never fear—but a gnawing irritation that scratched at the edges of his patience."Swish!"Like a wisp of smoke, Kaelen Viremont vanished into the dense undergrowth, dashing deeper into the heart of the mountains. He moved like a phantom, feet barely touching the ground, eyes scanning his surroundings with
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