In the vast expanse of the world, civilization had reached new heights. It was a time of prosperity and growth, but it was also a time of great conflict. Two powerful factions of cultivators had arisen, each claiming dominion over the land and its inhabitants. And so, the stage was set for an epic battle that would determine the course of history.The armies clashed with a fury unmatched by any before them. A hundred thousand souls lay scattered across the battlefield, their lives extinguished in an instant. Limbs were severed, heads rolled, and bodies were crushed beneath the weight of steel and magic. The air was filled with the screams of the dying and the cries of the victorious.And yet, amidst all the chaos and destruction, there stood a lone tree upon a hill. Its branches stretched out like arms reaching for the heavens, and atop those branches sat a man named Lucas and his seven followers, along with their seven wives. They watched the carnage unfold below them, their faces im
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
Lucas still didn't expect to suddenly enter this strange dimension especially when he was confronted by a man with black bandages covering his face and radiating a strange and disturbing aura."Do you want powers?" the bandaged figure asked.This scenario echoed the ancient tales Lucas knew in which individuals are granted powers upon entering a new world. However Lucas did not immediately accept; instead he inquired "Who are you?""Me?" the figure replied. "I am merely a forgotten ghost from the past. Your identity however is what truly matters."As the ghost spoke its aura grew more overpowering making Lucas feel as if invisible violent hands were squeezing his throat. This dangerous moment made Lucas think of his new wife - not just any woman but a remarkably beautiful one. The thought of her strengthened his resolve; he was not prepared to die without experiencing one more kiss from her."I haven't really divorced Luna yet have I?" Lucas managed to joke even under these bizarre ci
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
"What a beautiful day" thought the old man as he watered his plants along the dusty road. Sitting in front of his small hut he was a familiar sight in Jade Valley a picturesque town named for its location in a valley surrounded by high mountains and somewhat isolated from the outside world. The old man absorbed in his morning routine paused as a group of young people approached.He hesitated his eyes widening at the sight of the youth aware that confrontation was not a wise choice. Among the group was Garrick the notorious young master of the Ironfist family. As their eyes met Garrick licked his lips menacingly eyeing the old man as his next target."Old man do you have a teenage daughter?" asked Garrick shamelessly. His nose flared his large body trembling as if imagining incomparable pleasure."Young Master Garrick I have no daughters," the old man said timidly.Garrick had a reputation for exploiting loopholes in his family's strict rule of no sex before marriage marrying women for
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
Walking with a piercing stare Lucas pulled at Garrick's hair with a firm grip. Garrick the son of the influential Ironfist family could only grimace in hate. "Lucas you don't... you don't want to insult my father do you?" said Garrick still using his father's powerful name. A sardonic smile crept across his face believing that invoking his family's name would protect him. The Ironfist family was indeed formidable wielding influence in the city comparable to that of the Stromwind family to which Lucas' wife Luna belonged. It was widely believed that provoking the scion of such a prominent family would have dire consequences. "Slap!" "Aghh!" Lucas slapped Garrick's cheek leaving the burly man staring back in disbelief. Lucas once considered weak and foolish now dared to challenge him. "Lucas!!!" Garrick shouted in anger only to receive another slap from Lucas. Both of Garrick's cheeks flushed his face etched with shock and disbelief. "There are some things I'm wondering about" Lu
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