I woke up feeling… different.

Not just rested. Not just energized.

Accomplished.

I exhaled slowly, letting the feeling settle. My body felt the same, but something deeper had changed.

Last night, I had done something amazing.

I turned my head—and there it was.

My grimoire.

Not floating. Not waiting to be summoned.

Just there.

Resting on my bedside, its twin-pupiled eye shut, as if sleeping.

I reached out, fingers brushing against the cover.

It was warm. Not in temperature, but in something more. Like a living pulse. Like it had finally settled into its true state.

A slow smile crept onto my lips.

“This wasn’t just a minor breakthrough.

This wasn’t something anyone could do overnight.

I had reached True Manifestation.

A milestone. A defining moment in a summoner’s journey.

And I had done it at twelve.”

I let out a slow breath.

“I really did it.”

The thought settled deep in my chest.

I had spent so long pushing, forcing, overthinking—trying to figure out the ‘next step.’

But in the end—

I just had to let go.

Chia’s words echoed in my head. Her way of cultivation had been natural, effortless—like breathing. She never forced her growth. She just grew.

And last night, when I stopped overthinking…

Everything had fallen into place.

Like a puzzle.

Like it had always been waiting for me to see it.

I thought of my father, his lessons, his quiet patience as he guided me through every stage of this journey.

“Stop thinking of cultivation as a chore. It’s not about what you create. It’s about who you become.”

I finally understood what he meant.

It wasn’t just about my artifact reaching True Manifestation.

It was about what I was meant to be.

A step toward bronze. A step toward my future.

A sign that I was on the right path.

I sat up, running a hand through my hair.

Then, I picked up my grimoire.

The eye on its cover twitched.

Then—slowly, lazily—it blinked open.

Gold and crimson, swirling like a yin-yang, two pupils shifting within the same iris.

Watching me.

Recognizing me.

I smirked. “Morning.”

It pulsed once in response.

Yeah.

We got this.

I stretched, rolling my shoulders as I got ready for a new day.

Bobo, curled up near the foot of my bed, twitched his tail at the movement, his golden fur catching the early sunlight.

I smiled. “Time to get to work.”

The grimoire floated at my call, opening as I focused on my Divine Eye of Origin. A pulse ran through me—then the world sharpened.

“All right, Bobo. Let’s see what you’re made of, buddy.”

I sat on the floor, legs crossed, my grimoire resting on my lap.

The moment I activated my Divine Eye, a flood of information hit me. Not just numbers and stats. Blueprints of potential.

Bobo’s body unfolded before my vision—the past, the present, the potential future.

All sorts of information flooded my mind.

Lines of data. Layers of muscle, bone, and tissue. The intricate web of nerves firing signals through Bobo’s body. The rush of mana flowing through his veins.

Everything.

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A beast’s fundamental structure—laid bare before me.

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Bobo’s Biological Profile

Species: Golden Body Monkey

Rank: Common (Low-Tier) – Nearing Mid-Tier Threshold

Strength: Good

Agility: High

Endurance: High

Mana Circulation: Abysmal

Reflexes: Very Good

Bone Density: High

Muscle Efficiency: Average

Bite Force: Average

Claw Sharpness: Below Average

Mana Channeling Efficiency: Poor

Skill Proficiency: Very Good

(Ratings range from Abysmal (1) → Poor (2) → Below Average (3) → Average (4) → Good (5) → Very Good (6) → High (7) → Excellent (8) → Outstanding (9) → Perfect (10))

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So that’s how it works… Each category had detailed breakdowns.

Some things made sense. Bobo’s agility and reflexes were already incredible—that much had been obvious from our sparring sessions. During training, he’d focused on speed and reaction time while taking a beating from Rhyzar’s ape.

Battle Capabilities

Claw Strength: Below Average (Capable of tearing through flesh but struggles against tougher exteriors.)

Bite Force: Average (Capable of crushing bones but lacks sustained pressure.)

Reaction Speed: High (Able to dodge and counter fast attacks.)

Striking Power: Good (Strong enough to knock back opponents, but lacks concentrated force on impact.)

Mana Circulation: Abysmal (Bobo’s body struggles to channel mana efficiently. His internal pathways are underdeveloped, leading to poor energy flow.)

After reviewing the first analysis, I paused. “Bobo, your claws are sharp, but they lack the cutting force needed to pierce tougher enemies.”

Bobo blinked, tilting his head.

I smirked. “Yeah, yeah, I know you’re already strong. But let’s make you stronger.”

I focused my eyes on his claws, and more information flowed in.

This… was a lot.

The Divine Eye of Origin wasn’t just showing me strengths and weaknesses—it was showing me the path forward. I could literally see how to push him beyond his limits…

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Improvement Plan – Claws

Problem: Not durable enough for heavy impact.

Solution:

1. Claw Endurance Training

Daily wood-striking exercises against reinforced ironwood logs.

After 50 strikes per hand, claws must be soaked in a Bone-Fortification Elixir made from Dire Wolf Bone Marrow & Black Iron Essence.

2. Soaking Ritual

Dip claws in Bone-Forging Serpent Oil twice a week.

3. Nutrient Boost

Consume Molten Fang Powder (reinforces keratin growth).

Additional Resources:

Drake Scale Powder: Sprinkle onto claws before sleep to slowly increase cutting power over time.

Wyvern Bloodroot (Small Doses): Increases absorption rate of fortifying minerals.

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I nodded. “With this, your claws should be able to pierce through even stone in a few months.”

Bobo let out a soft chirp, clearly interested.

“All right, next—muscle development.”

Every muscle, every fiber, every ligament was mapped out before me. If I wanted to push Bobo to the next level, I needed to target the right things.

The Problem: ...

Solution: ...

Resource Consumption: ...

Training Method: ...

Everything was so detailed.

There were many other aspects of Bobo’s body I could analyze in detail—like jaw strength, bite force, or his extremely weak mana flow—but I could do that later. I wanted to circle back to something else that caught my attention:

Bobo’s skills.

If my Divine Eye could analyze his body in such detail, then what about his abilities?

I locked my gaze onto him. “Show me the skills.”

A surge of information flooded my vision.

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Current Skills

Skill: Primal Surge

Type: Beast Combat Skill

Rank: Rare

Proficiency: Very Good

Description: The longer Bobo stays in battle, the stronger he becomes. His speed, strength, and reflexes gradually increase over time, reaching their peak after prolonged engagement. However, the effect is not infinite—there is a natural limit to how long he can sustain the boost before exhaustion sets in.

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I knew this skill well—it made him harder to pin down in fights. But now that I could see it, I noticed something else:

Potential Upgrades Detected

Primal Surge (Advanced Form. Epic, locked): Requires specialized combat training and long-duration stamina conditioning.

Berserking Rush ( Epic, locked): Requires aggression-focused training and high-adrenaline activation sequences.

I blinked.

Wait.

So he could evolve his skills too?

Saying that I was surprised felt like an understatement.

A laugh bubbled up in my chest.

This was crazy.

This was amazing.

Too many options. Too many possibilities. I wanted to unlock everything.

I took a deep breath, forcing myself to slow down.

“One step at a time,” I muttered.

Bobo tilted his head at me.

I shook my head, smirking. “We’re gonna make you a monster, buddy.”

He grinned, cracking his knuckles.

But there was something even more important I needed to check:

His evolution path.

I exhaled and focused my Divine Eye again. “Show me his evolution pathways.”

The world blurred.

Then—

Over 100 Possible Evolutions Detected.

I froze.

One hundred?!

My vision was drowning in names and branching paths, like a massive family tree.

“No. No, no, no,” I whispered. “This is too much.”

I clenched my jaw. “Refine it. Show me only the strongest options.”

The list collapsed.

Three names remained:

1. Celestial Golden Body Ape (Golden Body Lineage – Natural Growth Path)

2. Heaven-Sundering Ape Overlord (Sky-Sundering Lineage – Adaptive Evolution Path)

3. World Breaker Ape Emperor (Breaker Lineage – Pure Destruction Path)

I exhaled.

Okay.

Now we were talking.

Each of these… these weren’t just good evolutions. They were peak paths. The best possible versions of Bobo.

I focused on the first:

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Celestial Golden Body Ape

(Golden Body Lineage – Natural Growth Path)

Requirements:

Muscle & Bone Density: Very High

Reflexes: Excellent

Battle Endurance: High

Internal Mana Circulation: Must reach stable efficiency

This was the natural evolution. The strongest version of what Bobo was meant to become if he followed the typical progression of his species. Balanced. Durable. A true warrior among apes.

Then, I looked at the second:

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Heaven-Sundering Ape Overlord

(Sky-Sundering Lineage – Adaptive Evolution Path)

Requirements:

High-Level Battle Experience (Must defeat a superior-ranked opponent in a fair fight)

Advanced Energy Circulation (Must successfully integrate elemental energy into body)

Reflexes & Speed: Outstanding

This one was… different. It wasn’t just a physical upgrade. It required battle experience and elemental adaptation. Meaning it would be smarter, faster—less about brute strength, more about skillful domination.

And finally—

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World Breaker Ape Emperor

(Breaker Lineage – Pure Destruction Path)

Requirements:

Full-Body Optimization: Must reach near-perfection in every physical attribute

Strength: Must be at or near maximum capacity

Endurance & Resilience: Must reach perfection.

Combat Mastery: Must develop advanced battle instincts beyond normal training

I stared.

This one… This one was absurd. If I wanted Bobo to follow this path, I’d have to push his body beyond anything I’d ever imagined. He had to be flawless. Not just strong, not just fast—perfect. Every muscle, every fiber, every instinct sharpened to the absolute limit.

It was like crafting a living weapon.

And if we failed?

Then the path would be closed forever.

I swallowed hard.

This was the Breaker Lineage.

A path of absolute destruction.

I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the information settle.

Golden Body—safest, strongest natural path.

Sky-Sundering—adaptable, flexible, skill-based path.

World Breaker—pure, unfiltered dominance.

Which one was best?

I didn’t know yet.

But I did know one thing:

No matter what path Bobo took—

I was going to make sure he reached the top.

I smirked, looking at him. “What do you think, buddy?”

Bobo started hopping around my room, almost giddy with excitement.

He didn’t care which path we chose. He just wanted to be strong.

I exhaled. “Then let’s get to work.”

No matter what we chose, there was one undeniable truth:

Bobo was only at the beginning.

And he had a long way to go.