It was still early in the morning but trouble had already found its way to this man."Get out of this house or I'll kill you!" bellowed a middle-aged man his voice echoing from within a large imposing house in the area.This was no ordinary residence.As the gates of the grand house swung open several people struggled to heave them apart forcibly ejecting a young man onto the path outside. His body tumbled uncontrollably coming to rest with a groan that was met with indifference from his ejectors.Despite his handsome appearance the man's attractiveness was marred by his pitiful demeanor. He wore a foolish grin strangely out of place considering he had just been thrown out."I was kicked out," he mumbled seemingly in disbelief pondering whether this humiliating episode was reality or merely a figment of his imagination.Lucas was the name of the man a young individual leading the life of a widower.His consciousness was now overwhelmed with memories that were foreign to him plunging h

A black mist enveloped Lucas followed by the appearance of small orbs that ignited black flames. These flames produced numerous runes that slithered over his body like snakes causing excruciating pain as if countless needles were piercing his skin.The scene looked more like a heretical ritual than a mystical inheritance of power. Despite the excruciating pain Lucas knew he couldn't stop the process; to do so would mean certain death.Gradually the runes faded and Lucas's body underwent a remarkable transformation. His muscles became more defined and his sweat cleansed his skin leaving it with a subtle glow."I made it" Lucas declared his voice reflecting a mixture of relief and exhaustion. He opened his eyes again and took a breath of relief.Never before in his life had he felt such intense pain.[Beginning Stage Primary Realm]This was the realm and cultivation realm that Lucas now belonged to. Once devoid of qi and cultivation roots he had ascended to the lowest realm of this cult

Garrick looked at the empty space before him his face a mixture of wonder and caution. He seemed to realize that Lucas the person he once knew as inconspicuous had changed. Now Lucas radiated a vibrant and bold energy."Lucas what have you been eating?" Garrick taunted his tone dripping with sarcasm. But beneath this facade Garrick was calculating. He subtly signaled his two companions to flank Lucas his intentions clear: he wanted to quickly overpower and eliminate Lucas."What have I been eating? Definitely not your mother's cooking" Lucas replied his words laced with brazen confidence. Garrick's anger was palpable a vein throbbing visibly on his forehead.Garrick's men now positioned on either side launched a swift ambush. But Lucas ever alert had anticipated the ruse. With a flick of his wrist he effortlessly knocked down the two attackers leaving Garrick in stunned disbelief.Garrick felt as if he were caught in a maelstrom of chaos. In his mind Lucas had always been insignifican

The White Swan Pavilion a place many men dream of visiting was famous for its exquisite wine rumored to be so desirable that some would kill for the chance to taste it.Lucas approached the famous White Swan Pavilion with unsteady steps. His day had been eventful: he had taught Garrick a lesson placated the former owner and heroically saved the owner's daughter.It had been a true display of heroism and now Lucas was on his way to the second location the White Swan Pavilion.His stomach growled with increasing hunger; Lucas hadn't eaten since the wedding feast and the day's exertions had left him exhausted.Upon arriving at the White Swan Pavilion Lucas found the place sparse yet impressive with most of the exterior painted a pristine white.As he stood there people passed by including numerous women. One such woman playfully patted Lucas on the buttocks and blew him a kiss from a distance as she walked by. Her clothing was almost sheer adding an element of allure to the already vibra

In the White Swan Pavilion many rooms were filled with the city's elite. Among them there was one particular booth that could be distinguished by its fragrant aroma. Inside was a man of considerable size around thirty years old with facial features reminiscent of a gorilla. Despite his unattractive appearance he was inexplicably surrounded by numerous young women. They were attracted not only by his scent which was extremely fragrant but also by their own allure - the beauty and charm they possessed the seductive perfumes they wore and the inviting softness of their skin.Life seemed almost idyllic for the man who seemed to have everything one could desire except for his unfortunate appearance.But the veneer of perfection was about to be shattered. Into this scene of indulgence and admiration was introduced a new element of discord. Garrick the man's younger brother arrived his face marred by bruises that hinted at trouble brewing beneath the surface of this seemingly perfect world.