Chapter 12: Upgrading Everything
[Qing Chen]
Age: 15/59
Physique: Common Cultivator (0%)
Cultivation: Golden Core Second Layer (21%)
Skills: Essence of Energy: Unlocking the Core of Cultivation (1%), Verdant Soul Manifestation (10%), Eclipsing Shadows Technique (1%), Azure Sky's Final Resurgence (1%), Sealed Void Incantation (1%)
Harmony Points: 26,002
[A/N: Changed the numbers with percentage in 10 : 1 ratio Or 10 Harmony Point is equal to 1%.]
"Put 15,000 points in Cultivation."
"Activate the Harmony Veil."
Golden Core Second Layer (100%)
Golden Core Third Layer (100%)
...
Golden Core Ninth Layer (100%)
It took 6320 Harmony Points To reach the Peak of Golden Core Realm. Now he would finally be able to reach Nascent Soul Realm.
Nascent Soul First Layer (100%)
Nascent Soul Second Layer (100%)
...
Nascent Soul Ninth Layer (100%)
As Qing Chen sat cross-legged in the secluded Forest on a meditation Cushion, the air around him crackled with energy. His spiritual energy surged in torrents, coursing through his meridians like an unrelenting river. With each breakthrough, the Golden Core within his dantian pulsed brighter, growing unstable under the immense pressure.
The sensation was both exhilarating and excruciating.
The moment Qing Chen's Golden Core shattered, an unbearable pain tore through his entire body. It was as if every fiber of his being was ripped apart, his meridians stretched to the brink of rupture. The spiritual energy that had been his lifeline now felt like molten lava, surging through his veins and incinerating everything in its path.
Qing Chen’s breathing became ragged as his muscles spasmed uncontrollably. His bones cracked and reformed, each fissure sending shockwaves of pain deep into his marrow. The pain wasn’t just physical; it was spiritual, an agonizing tearing at the very core of his existence. It felt as if his soul itself was being dragged across shards of glass, the old foundation of his being crumbling under the immense pressure.
His skin burned, flushed with heat as beads of sweat evaporated before they could fall. His vision blurred, the world around him consumed by a whirlwind of light and shadow. Yet, amidst the torment, he could feel something new taking shape.
As his Golden Core gave way to the Nascent Soul, his entire physique began to break down. His muscles tore apart, sinew by sinew, and his skeleton cracked as if shattering under an unrelenting hammer. The pain was indescribable, a primal agony that left Qing Chen trembling on the brink of collapse. He gritted his teeth and grabbed the Grass tightly that his nails started drilling into his palm and blood flowed out like a river.
And then, amidst the destruction, came renewal.
His shattered bones reformed, denser and stronger than before. His muscles regenerated, their fibers infused with raw power. His skin, once worn and battered, now glowed faintly, imbued with resilience and vitality. Each layer of agony brought with it a transformation, his body rebuilding itself into something far beyond its previous limits.
Qing Chen gasped for breath as he felt his heart thunder in his chest, not from exhaustion but from the energy coursing through him. It was as if his body were a dying star, collapsing in on itself only to ignite anew, brighter and more potent than ever.
The pain did not subside entirely—it ebbed and flowed, a constant reminder of the cost of evolution. His meridians, once fragile channels for spiritual energy, expanded, reinforced by the influx of power. His blood surged with newfound vigor, each drop carrying the essence of his transformation.
When the process neared its end, Qing Chen’s mind was nearly numb from the ordeal. Yet, as the final wave of agony passed, he felt a profound stillness settle over him. The Nascent Soul within his dantian radiated an overwhelming sense of completeness, a presence that pulsed with vitality and unyielding strength.
His body, now rebuilt, felt alien yet familiar—a perfect vessel forged through trial and pain. Flexing his fingers, Qing Chen marveled at the power flowing effortlessly through him. The pain was not forgotten, but it had shaped him, tempered him like steel in a forge.
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A Nascent Soul began to form amidst the chaos. It started as a faint, ethereal silhouette, barely discernible against the blazing light within him. Qing Chen gritted his teeth as waves of power rippled through his body, reshaping his cultivation foundation at its core.
The pain was sharp, like needles piercing every nerve, yet it carried a strange clarity. With each layer he ascended in the Nascent Soul Realm, his perception of the world around him sharpened. Colors seemed more vivid, sounds more distinct, and even the faintest whispers of energy in the air felt tangible.
The breakthroughs came in rapid succession. Each time he reached a new layer, a wave of pure energy erupted from within, rushing through his body and outward into the room. His veins burned with heat, his meridians stretched to their limits, and his mind teetered on the edge of collapse, yet he pushed forward with unwavering determination.
By the time he reached the Nascent Soul Ninth Layer, Qing Chen felt as though he had become an entirely different being. The Nascent Soul within him now shone with a brilliance that illuminated his inner world, a miniature figure of himself seated in serene meditation, radiating boundless spiritual energy.
His body, once strained and battered, now felt light as a feather. His breathing was steady, his mind clearer than it had ever been. Power coursed through him—not wild and chaotic as before but refined, controlled, and infinite in potential.
Qing Chen opened his eyes slowly, and the room seemed to come alive in his presence. The once-dim Forest now radiated with a soft glow as his spiritual energy settled, harmonizing with his surroundings. He flexed his fingers, marveling at the newfound strength in his grasp.
This was what it meant to stand at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm. The world seemed smaller now, its mysteries just within reach. Yet, as exhilarating as the ascent had been, Qing Chen knew this was only the beginning. Beyond this realm lay challenges that would test him even further.
He looked at his Harmony Points and Out Of 15000 that he had invested in cultivation 1360 remained making his current total point equal to 10,362.
[Qing Chen]
Age: 15/59
Physique: Common Cultivator (0%)
Cultivation: Nascent Soul Ninth Layer (100%)
Skills: Essence of Energy: Unlocking the Core of Cultivation (1%), Verdant Soul Manifestation (10%), Eclipsing Shadows Technique (1%), Azure Sky's Final Resurgence (1%), Sealed Void Incantation (1%)
Harmony Points: 10,362
Sigh~
Qing Chen sighed when he saw that he still had to evolve the skills or else he how would he look if he had to personally show up even after reaching Nascent Soul Realm Peak to kill cultivators in the Energy Refinement Realm.
'The Association of Immortal Cultivators Might Stripe away my cultivation from me.'
"Okay, Be serious now. Invest 5000 points in skills and remaining 5000 points in Physique."
Essence of Energy (100%), Verdant Soul Manifestation (100%), Eclipsing Shadows Technique (100%), Azure Sky's Final Resurgence (100%), Sealed Void Incantation (100%)
Qing Chen’s mind felt like a raging storm as the influx of memories and knowledge flooded his consciousness. Each skill unraveled itself within his thoughts—layer by layer, revelation by revelation. His body trembled as if it could barely contain the weight of the newfound understanding.
The Essence of Energy laid the foundation, its principles weaving through his mind like threads of clarity, revealing the intricate workings of cultivation in ways he had never imagined. It was as though his previous comprehension had been a mere shadow of what was now illuminated within him.
Verdant Soul Manifestation brought with it a rush of vitality, the connection to nature overwhelming in its purity. He could feel the pulse of life around him—the gentle hum of the grass, the whisper of the wind, the ancient strength rooted deep within the earth.
Then came the shadows. The Eclipsing Shadows Technique settled into his thoughts like a cold embrace, teaching him how to vanish, to become one with the darkness. It was terrifying yet exhilarating, the realization that he could exist unseen, unheard, and untouched if he willed it.
The power of the heavens surged next. Azure Sky's Final Resurgence was pure, unyielding energy—a combat skill forged in celestial flames. Qing Chen’s muscles tensed as if the sheer force of its techniques threatened to burst forth unbidden. The weight of its brilliance was almost too much to bear, yet it left him in awe of its destructive beauty.
Finally, the oppressive force of the Sealed Void Incantation struck him like a thunderclap. It was a skill of profound intricacy, its secrets rooted in suppression and confinement. As the knowledge settled, Qing Chen felt the crushing weight of its potential—a power that could trap entire realms within its grasp.
His breathing was ragged, his body drenched in sweat as the storm of knowledge subsided. His mind, though strained, slowly adapted to the overwhelming influx. He felt stronger, sharper, as though the barriers of his understanding had been shattered, replaced with boundless potential.
A screen hovered before him, glowing faintly:
[Do You wish to upgrade these skills further?]
“No,” Qing Chen whispered, his voice firm despite the exhaustion.
He needed time to adjust, to let this torrent of power settle into something he could truly wield. For now, he simply sat in silence, letting the calm after the storm wash over him, his heart steady, his resolve firm.
[Starting Physique Advancing.]
Common Cultivator (100%)
Iron Vein Physique (100%)
Bronze Spirit Body (100%)
Silver Meridian Physique (100%)
Verdant Nature Body (100%)
Qing Chen’s mind reeled as the influx of memories and abilities overwhelmed him. Each advancement in his physique brought with it a rush of knowledge, sensations, and instincts that left him gasping for breath.
The Iron Vein Physique filled him with a sense of unyielding strength, his body feeling sturdier than stone. The transformation into the Bronze Spirit Body brought a newfound vitality, his muscles brimming with energy as if they could never tire.
When the Silver Meridian Physique activated, his meridians blazed with clarity, spiritual energy coursing through him effortlessly, leaving him with a sharp and precise sense of control. Finally, the Verdant Nature Body brought a strange calm, a connection to the world around him that made him feel more alive than ever before.
Qing Chen staggered, his body trembling under the weight of the transformations. His breaths came shallow, but his mind steadied, adjusting to the flood of abilities now ingrained in his being.
“So much... all at once,” he murmured, his voice a mix of awe and exhaustion.