Seamlessly Cultivating
Spiritual Ligament Realm:
“As the first Realm of the Mortal Step, entering this Realm makes anyone a cultivator, regardless of their natural potential and unique capabilities before even starting their journey into cultivation. In this Spiritual Ligament Realm, as well as in every other Realm of the First Step, there are 10 stages that one must go through in order to advance between Realms.
To advance in this Realm, one has to join their entire body to their Natal Spirit. The Natal Spirit is the one and only absolute in the world… For every stage that you cross, 100 kg of strength in your body will be added to you, making your body already well beyond most ordinary people at the very beginning and surpassing any other very early on.
To find your Natal Spirit, it’s basically impossible at these times. And only when you have advanced enough in your cultivation will you be able to find it at last. For now, all you have to do is to take all the time and moments you need to discover the most elementary of forces in this world. Power Energy!
With Power Energy, one can go through all of the First Step: Mortal Step, not just the first 3 Realms. The moment you can achieve absorption from the world - the Elemental Particles and properties that surround you, is also the moment you can become a cultivator!
The Natal Spirit is within every being, their existence itself being the very same as said being. One’s Natal Spirit is the defining of their Spirit Sense, cultivation talent, soul talent, and potential. Kid. You will come to know how important your Natal Spirit is from this very first Spiritual Ligament Realm.
In the end, the results of this Realm, for the ordinary and the ignorant - are the accumulation of Power Energy into their bodies and the Natal Spirit as the mere beginning of their cultivation path. While, for a knowledgeable little fella, or one with such talent and potential, they are mostly the Realm in which they feel for the first time the most amazing sensation of their body…connecting to their hidden, true selves.
As for your Natal Spirit, kid, I couldn’t tell anything about it at all, and entering your Dominion wouldn’t be any good since you aren’t someone from ‘my side’. But I believe that even if you have an ‘okay’ Natal Spirit, you will live it up to your innate talent and potential. In this Realm, one becomes not tougher or simply stronger but gains an incredible manipulation of one’s body.
In the end, one who crosses into this realm will allow one to live up to 180 years, with an additional 80 years of lifespan at the very least.”
First Step, Mortal Step. Spiritual Condensation Realm:
“In this Realm, one needs to simply store enough Power Energy to breakthrough the 10 different stages one after the other, but remember to never be careless with such actions. Once in this Realm, one can double the amount of bodily strength that one has to a total of 2,000 kilograms but also gain a little bit of protection to their bodies from the formation of their Natal Spirit to their minds.
The lifespan of a cultivator in the Spiritual Condensation Realm is upgraded to 270 years of lifespan.”
First Step, Mortal Step. Link Consolidation Realm:
“This third Realm is going to be the most powerful sensation you will experience for the first time in your life. To break through this Realm, one needs to solidify their Power Energy into their Psychogenic area, which is in one’s head and relates to one’s mind - as well as into their Dantian area, which is at their abdomen.
But also need to form a link between such Psychogenic and Dantian areas, as they will be the fuel to continuing one’s cultivation from hereon! All one needs to do then, just like before, is to store enough Power Energy to break through the next stages and Realm.
The lifespan of one in this Realm is that of 390 years.”
‘Mmmm~...’ Reading through all of the contents one after another, without deciding to dumbly try them as he reads them, Ciemnosc then looked for the second time at the images, or rather, drawings made by the old man one after the other in order to simply familiarize himself to whatever new things he might find in this little life of his.
“Ahem.” Silently muttering ‘okay’ in his head, Ciemnosc then cleared his throat, preparing to try his first time cultivating session after so long of being born, having gone against his Mother’s wishes to try and join an organization half this lifetime of his and instead remaining in the house with Sister another 5 years. He was deadly set on doing his best for his Mommy! Mother!
‘Let’s see…ah? Mm…’ Right away, as Ciemnosc placed the book back into the large box out of politeness that he has been taught by the only two women in his life, he closed his eyes, placed his fingertips and most of the top of his fingers together, avoiding placing his palms together instead.
However, the very same moment he closed his eyes and imagined himself creating a trail of a little flame-like fluctuating and shaped strand of energy that was supposed to be the size of no longer than one’s very own pinky…became larger than even what he imagined. The disparage between what he thought on and what resulted was completely overwhelming; not just ‘larger’ at all.
‘Why…do I feel that it’s at least 8 meters long? Mm, it’s also 4 meters wide, so weird. I must be doing it wrong…’ Seeing the ‘little flame’ of energy fluctuating, which was even barely visible so, with only its outlining being discernible as everything ‘inside of himself’ was dark with the strand of energy being just as dark…
Ciemnosc felt it troublesome to cultivate, as he directly failed in his first time. Without waiting for a little bit, he ‘puffed’ away that little strand of energy, not feeling strange at all that he could directly make energy itself that was already within his body so simply without any rhyme or reason…
‘Hmm, not like this, mm-mm… Uuhh, nah, not this… Not this one… Ugh, why did it even double in size now? 16 meters…8 meters…sigh.’ After trying dozens and dozens of times, directly ‘summoning’ tons of strands of energy one after the other and then ‘puffing’ them out over and over again, Ciemnosc only realized of his ‘little’ strand of energy increased in size by the time that it was doubled.
Seeing that. as he continued on to fail over and over again, and that the strand of energy no longer increased in size, Ciemnosc gave up trying anymore, giving himself a simple shake of his head and recomposing his thoughts to that of following the instructions from the images.
As such, Ciemnosc’s strand of energy moved, it rotated 180 degrees. and slowly came to fall on the ‘floor’ of his mind, which was surely to take a couple of hours, with the expecting visuals to be that of his strand of air causing water-like ripples as it dissipated into his ‘mind’; which was into both his mind and body at the same time in reality.
However, Ciemnosc barely began to dive his strand of energy down when it directly dissipated into a bottomless ‘source of water’ whose expanding range wasn’t known to him, even though it was his own mind and body…
“Eeugh…” The moment the strand of energy went MIA, Ciemnosc felt a throb happen all over his body. The 10 years he has been rejecting that ‘sensation’ and feeling of…’something’ entering his body at all times came to him again. No longer for the sake of storing it and only using it for his Sister or…for his perished Mother.
And the very same moment it happened as well. Ciemnosc directly felt as if his mind had created a layer between his whole self and the so-called ‘Natal Spirit’. That layer of something was as if outside of his body, and with his eyes closed, he could see it overlapping his body. But…at the same time, he could feel it within his body too.
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Not just inside his flesh, in the emptiness of inside his body, but also in his bones, veins, blood vessels, organs, and…whole other selves that he still couldn’t really figure out, but that felt really incredible to experience!
‘Was this what it meant by ‘knowing’ of one’s Natal Spirit but not finding it? Wooowaaah.’ Thought Ciemnosc, as he directly began moving his newly coming strands of energy one after the other, inserting them into his ‘Natal Spirit’ and then letting it spread all over his whole self.
Cnkrac! Cnn-krack!! Crrr~ank!...
Then, for the next few minutes, Ciemnosc’s body was the core of a very loud sound that only managed to expand outwards in a radius of 2 meters. Though even for one standing exactly 2 meters away, it was as if they were pressing their ear against Ciemnosc’s chest to feel and hear his heartbeat, only that it was now the sounds of his whole body…changing and improving.
Without even the slightest show of intending to stop, Ciemnosc went through cultivating without being hindered in the slightest. 1st stage, 2nd stage, 3rd stage, 8th stage, 9th stage and 10th stage of the Spiritual Ligament Realm!
At the last moment, his body shuddered, his entire face becoming a bit pleasant as he felt his body directly…breaking through the next Realm on his own!
“Aaah~...” Finally, after a few more minutes, Ciemnosc felt his entire body much better than an old man 28 years old stretching their whole body only to find out every single part of their body needed that stretch, their bones cracking here and there, and his body being inundated with a wave of tiredness and some very mild pain.
‘Hmm. According to the 1st Step Manual, I should be able to feel Power Energy coursing through my body at a very slow speed… But why is it so fast? I can’t even imagine how fast it is! Is there something wrong with my body?!’ Ciemnosc felt a bit panicky. Not aware, of course, of how much blood he would’ve made old man Villosco vomit from even his pores and eyes with his lack of experience.
Sighing and shaking his head, Ciemnosc then concentrated once more and placed most of the upper parts of his fingers together while still sitting cross-legged and with his large box of clothes from his Mommy and Her apron in it. Immediately, just like he was instructed in the manual, he began to think of the air around him as ‘Elemental Particles’ and special little thingies that needed to feel his ‘lungs’ for cultivating.
Because he hadn’t linked his Psychogenic and Dantian areas together, though, he couldn’t cultivate directly and had to place it all on his Natal Spirit to cultivate through the stages, one after the other, he began going through each of them. Yet again, unhindered, Ciemnosc’s strength rose ever so majestically again and again, his Power Energy becoming more solid and more full of 'mysticality'.
1st stage, 2nd stage…5th stage, 6th stage…9th stage and, finally, the 10th stage of the Spiritual Condensation Realm!
“Hoooh…” After ‘some’ hours at last. Ciemnosc sighed once more this time though, with a lot of his comfortable sensations making him feel as if he had reached, not a bottleneck, but a stop as he needed to figure out how to make that ‘step’.
‘It must be okay. I don’t feel anything weird with my body, nor is my mind sluggish. I can only say…did that old man want me to fail? Tricked me? Hmmm~...’ Pouting, Ciemnosc crossed his arms on top of his large box for a little before once again placing the top of his fingers together, his palms separated as he closed his eyes again. But, right before starting to enter the 3rd Realm of the Mortal Step, Ciemnosc thought to himself. ‘Could it be that just getting the knowledge of it, is the way that…one can breakthrough? Hmm, interesting…’
Immediately after though, his closed eyes trembled, just a little, but enough for the air in front of him to weave, distort, and be forced several meters away from his current position. From a fourth point of view, in the desert, a little body was suddenly the source from where a large amount of air moved from the epicenter he was into the left and right…but also from several meters in front and behind the little body.
‘...’ In his mind, with his eyes closed, Ciemnosc saw that everything was blackness once again. As he was utterly calm, totally serene. His rapid thoughts quickly converged to a strange scene within his own mind.
Though there wasn’t really any color, and everything was full of dark, Ciemnosc could see his already ever-flowing strand of energy, of his Power Energy, moving through his body at all times. As of now, that Power Energy was moving through his mind in a slowly diving motion as if a huge, large snake trying to reach the bottom of any water.
Meanwhile, right at the bottom of such, a type of ‘nub’ that also looked like a ‘cocoon’ was ‘visible’ in the pure darkness and entirely made of black. As his Power Energy was sent ‘downwards’ at it, a feeling akin to that of his whole body becoming active and awakening reached Ciemnosc’s senses, leaving him stupefied.
…Ting~... … …!!!!!!
Just as he was reveling in that thought and sensation, Ciemnosc’s Power Energy touched that black nub-cocoon thingy, and immediately, Ciemnosc felt his head and abdomen grow crazy as if he was a poor soul being forced with aphrodisiacs. Yet, it wasn’t lust that got into his head, but incredible power!
His head thundering, his heart thumping hard, and his mind rumbling; Ciemnosc began to feel a kind of ‘extra’ eyes that allowed him to visualize everything around him, despite him…already losing consciousness.
He could feel his heart, and the rest of his organs, functioning better than normally. Or even perfectly for that matter. He could also feel his wounds from before healing up, the appearance of his entire body healing up at very speedy visible eye-like events leaving him baffled…but also very proud of himself somehow and in some way.
While that was happening, his body was getting tougher and tougher with no end. And his cultivation was yet again advancing incredibly fast! Incredibly solid and without a little bit of hindrance or…any ill-provoking effects!!
Yet again at the same time, as his body and cultivation ‘advanced’ by leaps and bounds; Ciemnosc felt a strange bout of sensations enter his mind…it was…as if he was simply ‘remembering’ the qualities that his most natural and perfect instincts could bring him. At the same time yet again, when Ciemnosc was perceiving these changes and information in the form of reminders, words were instilled into his mind and out of his lips ever so entranced.
All-...Devouring…Force Chronicles…
1st stage, 2nd stage, 3rd stage, 4th stage, 5th stage, 6th stage, 7th stage, 8th stage, 9th stage…10th stage of the Link Consolidation Realm! A whole 3 Realms broken through in just a…day! Ciemnosc was still unconscious, but even then, he could feel the flow of time go by, even the long hours that went by when he was still in the Spiritual Condensation Realm and accumulating Power Energy to break through stage after stage!
And now, now that he was capable of feeling both his Psychogenic and Dantian linked in-between, he suddenly had a kind of brand new sense, one that allowed him to both visualize and feel anything he could also and was also able to visualize!
In other words, what he could see, he could choose to feel too, or both at the same time, and both had the same proficiency and effect whether they were used at the same time or only one in specific.
Still, it wasn’t until he broke through the 10th stage of the Link Consolidation Realm that Ciemnosc was finally able to move his body again. He couldn’t believe he was still fine and not having any troubles within or outside his body as he had been involuntarily fasting since yesterday. He could feel his hunger, but not the direct weakness brought by it as a little kid.
Rustle~, whoosh whistle…
“...Ugghmff~...” Ciemnosc sat up, his body having spent a long time with his face flat on the ground left him feeling uncomfortable, but only for a little as he quickly, very quickly, recuperated. On the other hand, just as he sat up, tons of flies and other insects, small ones, that were biting on his skin to no avail were suddenly slapped by both his hands all around his face and neck.
SLAP! Slap~, slap~, slap~!
“...Nom, nom, lick.” Eating his breakfast, Ciemnosc had difficulty opening his eyes at the sunrise. He was now facing the east instead of the north after having woken up. Only…this rising sun was different from the one before, which he barely saw when he began cultivating…it was a whole other day going by! He didn’t just feel flow time. He really spent about 1 day unconscious, oh lord!
“EH?! WHERE?!” But just as Ciemnosc was baffled at himself and shaking his head in disappointment for slacking off, a thing which his Mother would’ve surely made him understand the ways of life. Since she was adamant about feeding him until he was full and about to bloat, she was even more so sure to be very strict in his own behavior.
But just then, Ciemnosc felt that his large box was no longer in his hands, yet, he was in the very same position, and nobody came towards him when he was ‘unconscious’. He didn’t move, nobody moved him, the large box didn’t cultivate new legs…what happened?!
“Ah!” Suddenly, as Ciemnosc was panicky and he was thinking of it all, his mind abruptly lightened up, and, in his very own Natal Spirit, all he saw…was the emotions, feelings, and memories that he had with his Mother and of the times he wore the clothing she made for him in his first 5 years of life…
‘Mommy…’
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