Lucas tightened his grip on the collar of the man Ivy had caught lurking in the bushes near the river. The man's face turned red as he struggled to free himself, but Lucas was much stronger."Who are you and what are you doing here?" Lucas demanded, his voice low and menacing.The man looked up at Lucas with wide, frightened eyes. "I-I'm just a villager passing through," he stammered. "I was surprised to see the ultivator go to the village earlier and suddenly disappear. I was just curious, I swear!"Lucas's grip on the man's collar loosened slightly, but he was still suspicious. "What do you know about the ultivator?" he asked.The man swallowed hard. "I-I saw you pulling a corpse from under the river," he said. "It was the same cultivator that a strange little girl had brought to the forest earlier. I didn't mean to spy, I just happened to see it."Lucas's eyes narrowed. He had been wondering where the ultivator had gone, and now it seemed that the answer was not a good one. The fac
Lucas and Ivy had split up to cover more ground in their investigation. Lucas had a hunch that something was off about the vacant lot next to the house he had just inspected. He could feel a strange energy emanating from it, and his instincts told him that he needed to check it out.As he approached the lot, the energy grew stronger. Lucas focused his Qi and activated his Black Ice technique, enveloping the area in a layer of frost. Suddenly, he heard a crackling sound, and several strange talismans caught fire. The flames burned brightly for a moment before disappearing, revealing a small house where there had once been nothing but empty land.Lucas cautiously approached the house, his senses on high alert. As he peered inside, he saw that the walls were splattered with blood. He knew then that he had found the lair of a terrible cultivator."Who's there?" Lucas called out, his voice echoing in the stillness.There was no response, but Lucas could feel a malevolent presence lurking i
Lucas felt a strange sensation wash over him as he harnessed the power of the Dark Energy. He felt lighter, faster, and stronger than ever before. He could finally keep up with the masked man who had been terrorizing the village.The Eye Collecting Demon, as the villager called him, was a formidable opponent. He was nimble and agile, jumping from rooftop to rooftop with ease. But Lucas was determined to stop him.Furthermore, the man's stealth abilities often made it challenging for Lucas to predict his opponent's location."Damn it!" Lucas cursed as he released his Dark Energy once again, causing his lightning body technique to reach the extraordinary realm and enabling him to move at incredible speed."Over there!" Lucas shouted as he leaped towards one of the nearby houses and unleashed an attack.As they clashed, Lucas unleashed his Black Ice, a horrible black ice that strangely burned whatever it froze. The neighborhood was frozen in fear as the two fought, their powers clashing
After the intense battle with the two evil cultivators, Ivy and Lucas stood panting in the clearing. Lucas could see that Ivy seemed troubled, and he asked her what was wrong. Ivy seemed to have a lot on her mind right now as if she had something heavy on her mind. Lucas might not know, but one of the evil cultivators who had captured Ivy earlier seemed to know Ivy's true identity. "Are you okay?" Lucas asked again. Ivy hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Lucas, there's something I need to tell you." Ivy deliberately paused in her sentence and reminded Lucas of what had transpired earlier at the river. Before that, there seemed to be a horde of cultivators suddenly attacking, and they appeared to be glaring specifically at Ivy. The fact that the evil cultivator Ivy had fought earlier seemed to know her personally only added to her fear that this would cause further trouble for both her and Lucas. " I'm being hunted by one of the great families, the Iron Blood family. They wan
Lucas had reached the middle of the forest near the waterfall and felt that it was a suitable place to start eating the elixir given by Ivy, the beautiful woman he had met earlier. He took a deep breath and downed the elixir in one gulp.As soon as the elixir hit his stomach, Lucas felt a searing pain tear through his body. The hologram system mentioned that the elixir was Heaven Grade, but he didn't expect it to be this intense. His skin began to peel off, revealing the muscles and tendons beneath. He screamed in agony, but there was no one around to hear him.After what felt like an eternity, Lucas reached the realm of bone formation. His bones felt like iron bulkheads, and he could feel the power coursing through his veins. He absorbed the remnants of the elixir and felt that he was getting more and more in control of his Dark Energy."I did it," Lucas whispered in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe he was finally harnessing the power of the Dark energy. In other words, Lucas now
Meanwhile, in a place far away from Lucas' location, Ivy, who had only been gone for a few days, had already arrived there. Obviously, Ivy didn't walk because it was impossible for her to walk that far.Ivy had been cooped up in her family home for an entire day, having used the teleportation artifact to make her way back. Her father couldn't believe his eyes when he saw her. His once frail and unfortunate daughter was now radiant, her white hair shining like a beacon of hope."You look...better," he said, unable to find the right words to express his surprise.Ivy smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. She had been cursed by the Iron Blood family in the past, and the artifact they had used had left her with a constant aura of misfortune. But now, it seemed as though that curse was beginning to lift.Her father asked her what had happened, and Ivy explained that she had met a man who seemed to be full of luck. Her father's eyes narrowed in suspicion, but he didn't press the
In the quaint village of Rambu, nestled in the heart of the cultivation world, Elara lay asleep in her humble abode. The ancient and unique atmosphere of the village seemed to permeate every corner of her home, and even her dreams.In her dream, Elara found herself chasing a black wolf through the forest. The wolf was elusive, always staying just out of reach, but Elara was determined to catch it. She followed the wolf to a secluded pond, and as she approached, she felt an overwhelming sense of heat and sweatiness."What is this place?" Elara murmured to herself, her voice echoing through the forest.Elara's dream became more vivid as she entered the pond, feeling the hot water envelop her body. She sighed in pleasure, but the sound seemed to echo through the real world as well. Lucas, a fellow cultivator who was sleeping in a tree branch nearby, heard the sigh and immediately thought that someone was in trouble."Elara? Is that you?" Lucas called out, jumping down from the tree and m
In the small village of Rambu, nestled in the heart of the forest, Lucas and Elara stood near her home, their hearts heavy with the knowledge that they would soon have to part ways. Lucas, a skilled cultivator, had been tasked with seeking out rare and powerful artifacts to help protect their village and others like it."I'm going to miss you so much, Lucas," Elara said, her voice trembling with emotion. "I don't want you to go."Lucas looked into her eyes, his own filled with sadness. "I have to go, Elara. My cultivation is not yet strong enough to protect us from the dangers of the cultivation world. I need to find these artifacts and become stronger."Elara nodded, understanding the importance of Lucas's mission. "But I want to come with you," she said, her voice filled with determination. "I've been practicing my cultivation, and I know I can help."Lucas shook his head. "The cultivation world is a dangerous place, Elara. It's not safe for someone just starting out. You should use
A deafening explosion ripped through the air, shaking the earth beneath their feet. The once lush and vibrant forest was now a smoldering crater, filled with plumes of smoke that choked the sky. The Patriarch of the Iron Blood clan stood triumphantly at the center of the destruction, his eyes gleaming with a twisted pleasure."Behold, the power of the Dragon God!" he roared, his voice echoing through the desolate landscape.The nearby village was in chaos, as the terrified villagers scrambled to escape the wrath of the Iron Blood clan. A man in the crowd stood frozen, his legs unable to move as he watched the monstrous figure approach. He was a human with a half-dragon form, a rare and feared breed in this world.The Dragon God's wings sent dust flying as he landed before the man, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity."Do you believe in God?" he asked, his voice low and menacing.The man nodded, his voice trembling as he replied, "I do.""And who is your God?" the Dragon God sneer
Near the thundering waterfall, the beautiful and petite Mei lay asleep, her short hair splayed out around her like a halo. She was a True Immortal, and as such, her senses were heightened. Suddenly, she bolted awake, her eyes snapping open as she felt a powerful aura approaching.Mei sat up, her heart pounding in her chest as she scanned the area for any signs of danger. That's when she saw him - a figure descending from the sky, his wings spread wide and his aura radiating like the sun. It was Lucas."Lucas!" Mei cried out, her voice echoing through the canyon. "What are you doing here?"Lucas landed gracefully on the ground, his wings folding behind him. "Mei, I need your help," he said, his voice urgent. "I've absorbed three Dragon Blood artifacts, and I need the Dragon Hearth that's hidden behind this waterfall."Mei's eyes widened in surprise. "But Lucas, I was assigned by my master to protect that artifact. It's too dangerous to fall into the wrong hands."Lucas nodded solemnly.
The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood, as the corpses of a hundred men lay strewn about the chamber. The Patriarch of the Iron Blood family stood amidst the carnage, his breathing heavy and labored. He had not anticipated the Virgin Tears artifact to be so difficult to control."Stand back!" he bellowed, his voice echoing off the stone walls. His index finger twitched involuntarily, and he could feel the dark energy of the artifact coursing through his veins."What's happening to me?" he muttered, his eyes wide with fear. He had always been a man of steel, never wavering in the face of danger. But now, he felt his body slipping away from him, as if it were no longer his own.The Patriarch's fingertips began to blacken, and his eye took on the slitted pupil of a cat. He let out a roar of frustration, his neck veins bulging and his face reddening as he fought against the power of the artifact.But it was no use. The Virgin Tears continued to seep into his body, until he was
Above the mountain peak, the clouds were a brilliant white against the azure sky. Lucas could feel the power of the Dragon Blood artifact coursing through his veins, his muscles rippling and expanding as they absorbed its energy. He bit his lip against the searing pain, feeling as if his very bones were being reshaped."Agh... it hurts so much... I can't take it anymore," Lucas muttered through gritted teeth, as he fell to his knees. He could feel his skin peeling away, revealing the raw, red flesh beneath. He retched violently, blood and bile spewing from his mouth.As the transformation reached its peak, Lucas gasped as scales began to sprout from his skin, shimmering in the sunlight. They were a deep, iridescent black, and they seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy. The pain was unbearable, and Lucas screamed in agony as the scales tore through his flesh.The scales quickly receded, leaving Lucas's skin smooth once more, but he could feel that his body was forever changed. He
Inside the mountain shrouded in a thick, black fog, Lucas grunted in annoyance as he navigated his way through the dead trees. The stench of decay filled the air, making it difficult to breathe. He could see corpses littering the ground, half-buried in the dirt."Great, just what I needed," Lucas muttered to himself, suspecting that this trip would be more troublesome than he had initially thought.As he drove forward, he noticed something strange about the ground. It seemed to be pulsing with a dark energy. Lucas decided to take a risk and jumped on top of a pile of dead wood, using it as a makeshift bridge.Sure enough, as he made his way further into the mountain, the strange feeling intensified. Even though Lucas was already incredibly strong, he could feel the power of the artifact that affected this mountain. It was much stronger than anything he had ever encountered before except the Dragon Hearth.Lucas jumped from tree to tree, trying to get a better view of his surroundings.
The short, neckless cultivator ventured deeper into the ominous black mist that enveloped the mountain. The trees around him were lifeless, their branches bare and twisted like gnarled fingers reaching out towards the sky. The air was thick with the scent of decay and damp earth.As he walked, the cultivator's senses were on high alert. He could hear the faintest rustle of leaves beneath his feet and the distant sound of water trickling down the mountainside. Suddenly, he felt a presence behind him. He spun around just in time to see several cultivators lunging towards him with their weapons drawn.With lightning-fast reflexes, the short cultivator dodged their attacks and countered with a swift punch to the head, sending one of his assailants crashing to the ground. The others quickly retreated, but the cultivator knew they wouldn't give up so easily.He quickened his pace, his heart pounding in his chest as he scrambled up the steep incline. The higher he climbed, the heavier his le
The Ivy family was slowly recovering from the brutal attack by the Iron Blood family. Lucas walked through the makeshift infirmary, his heart heavy as he saw the injured and maimed bodies of his friends and family. He clenched his fists in anger, knowing that he couldn't defeat the patriarch of the Iron Blood family in a fair fight.As he continued to walk, he heard a soft voice calling his name. He turned to see Ivy, his wife, approaching him with a small smile on her face. She held out a rice ball to him, and he took it gratefully, savoring the taste of the simple food."I know you're worried about the Dragon Blood artifacts," Ivy said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But you can't do this alone. You need to rest and recover before you go after them."Lucas shook his head, his determination unwavering. "I don't have a choice, Ivy. If the patriarch of the Iron Blood family comes back, I won't be able to protect you and the others. I need to find the remaining artifacts befo
Lucas felt the world closing in around him as the Iron Blood patriarch's grip tightened around his throat. His vision began to blur and darken, and he could feel the life being squeezed out of him.Suddenly, a holographic display flickered to life in front of Lucas's eyes. The words "[Random Luck Activated]" flashed across the screen, and Lucas felt a surge of hope.The Iron Blood patriarch's grip loosened slightly as he let out a cry of pain. He clutched at his chest, his eyes wide with shock and fear. Lucas could see the veins bulging in the man's neck and forehead, and his skin began to blister and blacken.The Iron Blood troops around them began to panic, shouting and scrambling to get away from their leader. The patriarch stumbled backwards, his eyes locked on Lucas with a mixture of fear and hatred."Retreat!" he bellowed, his voice barely above a whisper. "Retreat now!"The troops didn't need to be told twice. They turned and fled, leaving Lucas and the patriarch alone in the m
The patriarch of the Frost Sword family, a tall and imposing man, received the news that the army of the evil Iron Blood family was nearing their border. He called his daughter Ivy, a white-haired woman with piercing blue eyes, to his side."Ivy," he said, his voice heavy with concern. "I know this is not what we had planned for your future, but I need you to stay here and protect the family while I go to the battlefield."Ivy's heart sank. She had always known that this day might come, but she had hoped that she would be able to fight alongside her father. She looked at him, her eyes filled with determination."Father," she said, her voice steady. "I want to go with you. I can fight, and I want to help protect our family."Her father shook his head. "Ivy, it's too dangerous. I can't risk losing you."Ivy's mother, who had been listening from the doorway, stepped forward. "I agree with your father, Ivy. It's too dangerous for you to go to the battlefield."Ivy's eyes flashed with ange