Ashes Soul Realm

The rest of the week was busy, and it went by quickly.

Heian Ciemnosc continued cultivating with his dual cultivation method. But he didn't try it out with Arla to check if sexual activity would increase it. But after giving dual cultivation and some Arts a thorough investigation, he could tell his dual-cultivation method should have its effects enhanced during coitus. He just didn't have someone to try that with, and doing it with Arla was just unfair to his wives, whom he hadn’t even gotten the chance to be back with until the end of the year…

After the promise with Elena, no more bets ensued, but both still took the same classes. This time, however, they had to attend classes via their Universal Conveyance. Elena was now undergoing harsh and stringent training. And Heian Ciemnosc spent most of his days in his Master’s abode. His daily routine was pretty simple but also exhausting and even somewhat dangerous.

At every portion of the day, Heian Ciemnosc first aided kitty Milyy in her cultivation, helping her find ‘something’ of which he already had an idea what it was all about. Afterwards, he would cultivate alone and be fed countless Crabstynian realm Fauna at the peak. His Master had simply bought entire storages worth of ‘resources’ for cultivation. Most were alive, just needing a little tweak on their necks so they would die.

And since Heian Ciemnosc reached the 8th stage at the beginning of the last week before he spent another month studying in the Academy, Heian Ciemnosc had an easier time simply biting off some blood from those Fauna instead of using an array formation to kill them. He was cultivating alone, but only in terms of not using his dual cultivation method, as Milyy not only stayed with him even after being helped, and Heian Ciemnosc shared some of his resources. She also cultivated and meditated beside him, spending time together like good senior and junior apprentice brother and sister.

As one of their knees would meet the other’s, Heian Ciemnosc was moving his body amidst cultivation to feed the hungry kitty, who didn’t receive any help but enjoyed the fresh, raw meat as much as Heian Ciemnosc. However, after cultivating and meditating together in more than one way, Heian Ciemnosc realized that even as a Universal God at the peak, Milyy’s digesting of living beings was like a slim portion of what the current All-Devouring Force Chronicles could do. What Heian Ciemnosc was capable of at the moment.

After helping Milyy and cultivating and meditating, sometimes going through the day’s lecture, Heian Ciemnosc would do some Craftsmaking before solidifying his cultivation base and foundation a little more before returning to Milyy to repeat the process.

All day long, Heian Ciemnosc and Milyy were together as they worked hard to attain their goals. Even as Heian Ciemnosc was already in the 8th stage of the Spirit Birth realm, reaching the Ashes Soul realm in less than 10 days would be nearly impossible. Only monsters like the one he was cultivating alongside during that week can efficiently break through that much in so little. Milyy was even younger than Heian Ciemnosc but was already far above him in terms of Steps, let alien realms of cultivation.

Even then, Heian Ciemnosc became so damn serious that the only reason why he could take a break was to walk from one place to another. From helping Milyy to where the thousands of Crabstynian realm, Fauna’s carcasses were stored, with a kitty following him, for that matter, to the time he was practicing more on his Craftsmaking professions. All the walks he had to do in between everything was considered a break, even if it was less than 5 minutes every day.

Milyy even chased- no, accompanied him when he walked to his Craftsmaking primary tools again and began preparing high-end First Step pills of all 4 types. She also watched him as he crafted many tools, so much so that he could be suspected of trying to raise an army to rebel. But all Milyy did was watch with crossed legs and sparks of interest in her contented,m colorfully mixed eyes. She was a no-brain for Craftsmaking and refused to delve into those matters in the slightest.

Nowadays, even the weakest First Step cultivators would start learning the Craftsmaking best fitting them. But there were weirdos like her who went against the current and refused to do any profession. Well, it wasn’t that she needed it anyway. Most cultivators search for their own Craftsmaking vocation so their cultivation can stabilize in more ways other than risky and dangerous activities. It is the minority that has a prudent passion for Craftsamking who become the masters of the world’s Craftsmaking professions.

Heian Ciemnosc didn't mind and even let Milyy watch as he did everything, even the Colorful Claws and some really potent theriac pills she figured were pretty good for anyone in the First Step. Milyy didn’t know how many silver coins he had, but she knew those pills’ ingredients were very costly. She watched and swayed her head as she sat cross-legged, not bothering to cultivate or mediate without him, observing his hard-working efforts from beginning to end.

He was practically creating more than a dozen Mortal weapons and small pieces of armor that seemed curious but made Milyy feel they were optimal. Many of the tools she saw him make had an ordinary appearance but felt very different from others she had seen.

She would only cultivate or mediate if he was, though she contemplated her recent experience and enlightenment. Thus, whenever Heian Ciemnosc was done with the Craftsmaking, he would walk to Milyy without a shirt, showing her a good, pale body still growing, which seemed to ooze with a close enhancement she couldn’t really tell what it was but attracted her attention a lot.

Then, he would help the Goddess up, and together, they would walk back to their little dual cultivation spot again to repeat the process. Each time, Milyy scanned, inspected, and ogled his body like a curious piece of raw meat she had seen for the first time. With the passing days, Milyy stopped acting so spoiled the more she looked at him and as he felt her looking at himself.

With time, she was no longer powerfully pulled up from her sitting cross-legged position. She also no longer hopped and acted silly after being pulled. She was slowly and even ‘daintily’ helped up by letting her hands be taken by the gentleman, Heian Ciemnosc. And with the latter not being a shy or ‘introverted conservative’ toyboy, he looked at her directly for 2 seconds on the 5th, 6th, and 7th day of the last week before walking to their spot.

Milyy no longer walked around him at outstanding speeds that Heian Ciemnosc could not follow as she did when they began cultivating together, nor beside him as was the case in the middle of the week. She walked a few steps behind him and planted her eyes on him and his bare back before the motherfucko finally put on a shirt.

It was also different from the first 2 parts of the week to the last one, in the way Milyy felt this first time cultivating with another other than her mother. It went from being content at having someone her age to spend time with, chat, and do what she is best at. Simply coexisting closely together and relaxed in each other’s presence… To gaze at Heian Ciemnosc curiously, each time with more pondering fashion and making more adorable, cute faces she made unbeknownst to only herself.

Lastly, Heian Ciemnosc broke through to the 10th stage with this endless routine of cultivating and practicing Craftsmaking while slowly seducing an innocent young girl without being capable of stopping himself. On the last day of the week, Heian Ciemnosc felt quivers from his Soul that had been present every other end of the day between evening and the first hours of the next day.

Each time he helped Milyy, a few times every day, with dual cultivation, he would feel oppressed and overwhelmed by her cultivation base alone. This was still the same even as the days passed, and her nature towards him exceptionally changed. But every last few hours of the day, or the first from the next, after helping Milyy some more before beginning another day, Heian Ciemnosc would feel his Soul quiver as if content, blissful, and all too joyous of being utilized at last like an old gramps coming out for a walk after remaining home for too long.

It was slightly different on the last night of the week. His Soul became ecstatic, and Heian Ciemnosc could feel it from his chest as it trembled from within and seemingly wanted to vibrate his entire torso. He could also feel it from within his mind as it buzzed and thundered noiselessly yet evidently. And from his legs as he felt the necessity of jumping and breaking through his Master’s abode simply because of the prowess residing within him!

That was the breakthrough he had arduously worked hard to achieve during the last week!

… Thus, immediately after finishing his Craftsmaking practice for the last time on the 7th day, Heian Ciemnosc walked directly to their spot as usual with Milyy, this time in front of him with her hands to the back. Her shoulders lowered as her arms stretched to her lower back. Heian Ciemnosc suddenly felt that sensation become more emphatic than ever, and his Soul quivered as if about to burst out of his body!

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He was well aware of his body, so he knew his Soul wasn’t ‘waking up’ or something similar. But it was how his body now responded after his arduous training and cultivation with Milyy. His stop halted Milyy’s footsteps, and she looked back at him with her eyes.

Though she was still a young girl, younger than Heian Ciemnosc by a couple years, her face seemed to grow in beauty so fast and differently than Elena's. Around her eyes, a craft-kitty shape had taken place, turning her already exotic and wonderfully beautiful eyes into mesmerizing weapons of mass destruction, growing into Kingdom-toppling enchanting and elegant eyes even as they spoke.

Even though her beauty had grown over just several days’ worth of time, her playfulness and silliness were still in her eyes, glinting as she looked back at the weird junior apprentice brother. Noticing her gaze, Heian Ciemnosc, the Shirtless, looked at her and said with a breathy voice. “Milyy, you go ahead and practice, I… think I’m having my breakthrough.”

“!” Her eyes opened, content and surprised as she slightly nodded. Elegance accompanied her every move. “Go ahead, I’ll tell Mother so she’ll feel more relaxed now. Be right back!”

Whoosh! After saying that, she took flight into the distance, forward, and disappeared from his sight and senses. Heian Ciemnosc looked in her direction and tried to remain calm as he thought about the meditation room his Master had gifted and made for him before starting to walk. As he did, he couldn’t help but think himself of Milyy’s last words. ‘Be right back? I’m having a breakthrough. I can’t have you distract me, you purr.’

Heian Ciemnosc walked into the darkness, and his body disappeared. When he felt shivers and ‘ants’ crawling all over his skin and his body becoming as solid as engineered wood, Heian Ciemnosc finally arrived at his room and sat cross-legged with difficulty. He had to act slow and carefully, lest he might explode in dark Power Energy and pure energy alike.

As he sat down, he semi intertwined his index and middle fingers while the rest were thoroughly intertwined. His eyelids closed shut, and his mind relaxed. He only needed to meditate for a moment before falling into the best state to breakthrough from one realm to another!

Heian Ciemnosc immediately felt his dark Power Energy vacate his inner body and start shrouding the outer layers of his boy from within. Slowly, the dark ashes left behind, alone, all around the inside of his body raised from their ‘hideouts’ and were met by the dark Power Energy acting as the ceiling and mouths. Such that began eating away at an incredibly small pace and portion of the dark ashes.

From his bones, tendons, veins, unimaginably fast blood flow, and from his Dantian and Psychogenic regions at his abdomen and mind. His dark ashes started to be devoured. They were at first slowly floating up or below to where they resided. After several minutes, the dark Power Energy began consuming them one by one as Heian Ciemnosc intricately supervised each dark ash being ingested with his utmost concentration.

It was simple to cultivate in the Ashes Soul realm. One just had to consume their ashes. As long as one did so, they would progress, and Power Energy would form and come in-and-to their bodies accordingly. Their bodies would also become more translucent with that transparent, ashy glow, hidden to one’s Spirit Sense unless their Soul is formed. Each 10% of consumed ashes is equivalent to a stage within the Ashes Soul realm.

However, there was an amount of who-knew-how-many ashes inside one’s body once they reached the Spirit Birth realm 10th stage, which even grew one last time when in the middle of breaking through to the Ashes Soul realm. An insane amount of such would form by then, but one had to learn by themselves how to consume and endure the whole ordeal. Even as their f stage, and the first time they experience this, a cultivator has to go through it and not fail if they don’t wish to restart at the Spirit Birth realm 1st stage again. And that was only in the best-case scenario.

For Heian Ciemnosc, that was not a problem, except that he felt as if his dark ashes were not only tens of times or even a hundred times more than that of most cultivators, but they were also remarkably formidable and resilient. Each dark ash took a long time for him to devour, so much so that his body began slightly wrinkling around his armpits and nooks of both his arms and legs.

“...” In front of Heian Ciemnosc, Milyy returned and was in time to see Heian Ciemnosc suffering through his cultivation. She could see everything he could see without him noticing a wisp of her Spirit Sense or Soul detection. She looked down at him. Her eyes were pensive, and before she knew it, her body and mind had acted before she could realize a thought to counteract with ‘maybe not the best idea’ in her consciousness.

Rustle, plop, rustle.

Milyy slowly fell to her knees beside Heian Ciemnosc’s thighs and slowly straddled him on his lap. Her clothes were taken off her body, but the sound of her pants and knees rubbing against his pants was clearly audible in this deafeningly silent meditation room, isolated from everything else in the world. As she straddled him, her knees still supporting her body up to not sit on him and genuinely straddle him, her hands went to his back, and she placed them atop his vertebral column.

Thinking for a short amount of time, she slowly sent him a careful mental message, “Dual cultivate with me.”

…pshift pshift… pshift~...

“Ah.” After sensing Heian Ciemnosc’s dark Power Energy and Spirit Sense enter her through her palms, Milyy exclaimed kittenly before recomposing herself. But she did not forget to give Heian Ciemnosc a pouty glare. Afterwards, she lifted her shirt and let her lower tummy be revealed. Her belly button flashed before Heian Ciemnosc. Her torso was extremely slim but full of delicate meat, and her pale, rosy skin turned slightly violet-ish overall.

Aftwards, she lifted her pants until her heels showed, and she then fell more as she lifted his pants a little, too. Connecting skin to skin with their feet, Milyy then separated her hands from his topmost back and thought, ‘Hmm… now that I remember. The girls I accidentally overhear every day always talk about the taste and feel of their things in their mouths, butts, and little… mouths? But they also talk a lot about a man’s body… Like this, touching and pinching, groping and even biting… How good it is he doesn’t know what I’m doing, phew! … Oh my, this does feel… something, woah~...’

‘How can this be interesting? Let me see…’ As Milyy thought up to her, she looked down. She heard girls loving to lift a hot guy’s shirt and see what beauty they’d show them, but Milyy just had to look down, and she found her answer. A pale torso that is still sweaty and is beginning to breathe more rapidly. Meanwhile, in Heian Ciemnosc’s mind, ‘What the fuck are you doing? I’m trying to breakthrough- oh?’

Milyy placed her hands on his pecks, lightly pressed twice with her mound of venus, careful not to break his heart and whole upper chest area, before departing her hands and placing them on his slightly defined abs. First, she touched with her venus’ mounds before letting her fingertips fill up with his pale skin’s cool and fresh sensation. She marveled and softly moaned under her nostril. Then, she studied those sensations as she became addicted to feeling up his lower stomach, sides, and ribs without noticing.

‘How can she-?! Is she a harlot?! No, she can’t. She’s purer than I was before leaving my village. What is it with her touch?! Heian Ciemnosc thought crazily in his mind as he didn’t notice his dual cultivation method becoming several times faster and efficient. Heian Ciemnosc was blaming someone else as he himself wasn’t aware of what he was doing… But it wasn’t his fault. Her hands were more than godly. As if she knew when, what, how, why, and where to touch in perfect synchronization and flawless understanding of his body!

‘...’ Milyy slowly sobered up and noticed her strange, engrossed behavior. But she didn’t feel disgusted, nor did she ‘kyaa’ as she once did when she was the one groped instead, the motherfukca with double standards. Slowly resigning herself to fate, she let her waist down, and her tummy made skin-to-skin contact with Heian Ciemnosc’s delicious abdomen. Her nostrils let out a soft and barely audible ‘haaahhn~’ as she closed her eyes.

Tap. “...” Her chin crashed against his left shoulder, waking her up abruptly as she felt the dual cultivation method as frenetic and enhanced like never before. Her narrowed eyes looked hazy as she thought to herself before inadvertently and slowly opening her mouth to reveal her tiny and thin fangs. ‘Bite… what is it so good about biting what you aren’t going to eat? Eating is so good, playing with food isn’t nice, no matter how many think predatory Fauna likes playing with their food. Just a myth…’

“Aaah- hahp… hm… ?!” Milyy opened her mouth, and she eventually connected her mouth to Heian Ciemnosc’s left shoulder. The topmost bone of his arm had 2 pairs of fangs almost penetrating his pale skin when her narrowed eyes opened fully, and she looked into the void as if finding the truth to all problems in the world.

‘It… feels this good?! But I’ve eaten Races before, why is it so different? Gnaaaaw!’ Milyy allowed herself only one thought before breaking apart her mindset as she nibbled on Heian Ciemnosc’s left shoulder once and again. Heian Ciemnosc felt a tender squirm on his skin and muscles that made him lose himself in the pleasant sensation, where his dual cultivation method simply went beyond a level and felt the dark ashes being consumed at an impossible speed!

“... purrr,” after several minutes of using Heian Ciemnosc’s body as a biteable toy, Milyy finally became ‘tired’ as she felt her cultivation base filled up and felt like laying dormant for a while. Feeling all fuzzy and contented with the warmth Heian Ciemnosc’s body was giving her, even as it was purely cool and fresh, Milyy purred nonstop as she pressed her body and her right arm hugged around his neck before falling asleep.

The last thing she experienced before losing consciousness was Heian Ciemnosc’s body expelling sludge from his Dantian region, which she scooped up as it fell on her body and then flicked it into the distance where the empty black space cleaned it all up.

“...” An hour passed, and Heian Ciemnosc’s eyes suddenly snapped open. His wholly pitch-black eyes receded, and his sclera revealed. His eyes were looking into the void as like he could see more than before, which he could. But as his arms held Milyy’s purring body limply leaning against him and her head in the middle of his right trapezius muscle, he thought to himself in victory. ‘I broke into the Ashes Soul realm!’

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