Dual Cultivation: Omnipotent Villain with Reader System!-Chapter 66: The enlightenment. Heaven prepare yourself.

The private world was small: roughly five hundred miles across. Serene greenery stretched outward in all directions, centered around a quiet lake. Above it hung a deep, swirling sky of black and gold, devoid of stars, yet blindingly bright, like staring into the core of a dying star.

A dream come true for flat-earthers. Fully offensive.

Just to the left of the lake stood a small, ancient pagoda forged from black iron. Time had worn its surface smooth, yet the structure remained unyielding, glowing bright.

Inside,

Tianmo’s divine soul, at the size of 1 foot, sat cross-legged at the center of the room. His Divine Soul hovered before him, pulsing with a faint, ghostly glow. Behind him, his true body lay motionless on the cold stone floor, just a husk of flesh and blood, perfectly intact, yet utterly inert.

To possess a body, two conditions had to be met: vitality and a stable foundation.

With an immortal Dantian, the latter was not an issue. As for vitality, the Primordial Dragon Bloodline replenished it at a rapid pace thus, it was hardly a profound concern.

"...That was pretty bad," Tianmo muttered to himself.

"To think I’d be cornered so easily. Is this what happens to side characters?"

What kind of protagonist gets cornered within a month of reincarnation? It was practically a slap in the face.

His thoughts drifted briefly to his family. Total annihilation of the Wang Family was unlikely, given that, the "Dragon Court" background was fabricated, but still useful. However, with news of his Devil-fire leaked, internal division was almost guaranteed.

Two factions, at minimum. Opportunists never wasted a crisis. Or at best three factions: opposition, neutral, and in favor. Regardless, for now, lying low was the wisest option.

But without a vessel, cultivation was impossible. Even soul cultivation required a body, obviously the one with a spiritual root. That was why souls coveted flesh. That was why bodiless existences eventually decayed, no matter how powerful they once were.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed. Outside the private world, only a single day elapsed. The sealed dimension flowed on its own timeline, detached from external causality.

By the time Tianmo returned to awareness, his body had fully regained its vitality.

Yet... There was only one problem.

His Fake Soul (Se) was gone. All that remained was his Divine Soul—Tao-Yi.

"...System," Tianmo asked calmly, "is there a way to recreate my Se soul?"

The response was instantaneous. A cold, mechanical chime echoed through the void of his mind.

[Ding!]

[Host, the Se soul merely the "core" holding the vibrations and consciousness, and it’s possible to recreate the fake soul just like how you create the Divine Soul. Get inside your soul space and start pouring energy.]

"Oh? Is it that simple?!" Tianmo sat crossed-legged summoning his green primordial lotus and entering into his soul space.

Soul space, inner space, and sea of consciousness are different things.

His soul space was vast with nothing but total darkness, the only source of light being his glowing divine soul.

Woosh!

He began to channel his energy, connecting his soul to his mind, and to his Dantian. In the private world, his body began to glow bright golden with Qi rapidly depleting.

But even after he emptied his "Immortal Dantian" which was a thousand times bigger compared to a normal cultivator, he couldn’t fully recreate another Se soul.

The golden radiance flickered, then dimmed, leaving Tianmo in a state of profound exhaustion.

Another 10 days passed by.

Even yet, he couldn’t fully recreate the Se Soul. Only when he entered the Nascent Soul realm, creating the first Divine Soul was easier but now, recreating even the Se soul was hard. Just what would happen if his True soul is ever destroyed!?

The concept of Soul, Body, and consciousness is also profound.

The body is like a physical vessel that supports the soul. Soul, meanwhile is another vessel that supports the consciousness. So, Soul is technically a consciousness but, not in a true sense.

Tianmo purchased a profound scripture and began to learn about the soul since, he has yet to learn the profound truth about the world.

Soul is a vessel for consciousness—the identity of singularity, the "I" to reside. It is enhanced by Soul and Brain—acting as a catalyst—making you smarter.

The books by ancient scholars and yogis claim that: the Se Soul is a core possessing a Sea of consciousness and one vibration of existence Ohmm, allowing the one to have ’fate and destiny’, by allowing the existence of fortune Lux concept given that, the universe works based on probabilities.

Tianmo had heard of them when he was on earth, it was called something like quantum fluctuations or something. Even so, he didn’t care about the physics of this world, he only cared about the utility.

If the Se Soul was the core, then the Sea of Consciousness was the ocean. To hold more memories, more knowledge, more power, the ocean must expand. The vessel must grow.

The more profound the soul, the more the world recognizes you. The more he read, the more questions came to his mind.

He finally stumbled upon a Chapter inscribed in ancient runes, its words woven in verse rather than prose—each line carrying the weight of countless eras.

What is victory?

What is defeat?

These are names given by those who do not understand the true concept of existence. The vastness of the universe.

No being has ever touched the self of another.

Forms collide, wills clash, laws entangle—

Yet, the core remains forever beyond contact.

Nothing truly touches.

All struggle is but the resonance of existence.

A contest of frequencies, rising and falling,

harmonizing or shattering in silence.

The universe is called unfair,

For shall, it does not bend to one’s personal desire.

The universe is also called fair,

For shall, it never betray its own laws.

Those who rise do so by alignment.

Those who fall do so by dissonance.

There is no injustice in frequency... only the mismatch.

He felt enlightenment. What a profound truth. The universe is unfair because it doesn’t bend to personal desire, yet, it is also fair because it never betrays its own laws. Profound, poetic, simply marvelous.

But what does it mean by Frequency?! What is the concept of the Fortume Lux? Many questions came to his mind. When he turned the page, revealing another Chapter written within profound Dao runes, he understood Fortune Lux...The text was ancient, the ink of the page glowing with a faint, rhythmic pulse, as if the words themselves were breathing, as if the long-awaited moment had finally come to light.

The Wheel of Fortune turns,

Spinning the axis of probability.

The Low vibrates at a low frequency,

The High at a high frequency.

Like a stone sunk in mud,

Or a bird soaring in the sky.

To touch the high is to resonate with the High.

To touch the low is to sink into the Low.

This is the Law of Resonance.

Fortune Lux is the frequency of the Dao.

Those who align with it, shine,

Those who oppose it, crumble.

Create the Identity, find the truth,

Because the answer is, right in front of you.

Boom!

Another enlightenment, the private world school violently, the auspicious cloud appeared above the pagoda, cracking with lightning energy. This wasn’t the Heavenly tribulations or lightning tribulation. It was scholarly tribulations. The Enlightenment of knowledge, trying to judge if the being is truly worthy of learning the profound truth of existence.

Crackle! Crackle!

The black lightning crackled bringing the very Dao of ultimate annihilation.

Boom!

Boom!

The lightning descended ignoring any physical, magical, or conceptual barrier striking Tianmo one by one, yet not causing a single pain.

Woosh!

After the nine strikes, the sky changed, and two beautiful Himiliyan Monals made of pure white energy, looking ethereal descended from thin air, dancing and causing the rain. It was Enlightenment rain.

Boom!

The world shook violently and the aura intensified, making it super dense and extremely pure. Cultivating here would be one thousand times faster compared to the outside world, but it is permanent.

The Enlightenment blessing only lasted for one Munal Cycle i.e 9 days.

Tip! Tip!

The rain of enlightenment fell like liquid starlight, each droplet carrying the blessing of a star. It did not wet Tianmo’s robes; instead, it seemed to dissolve into his skin, merging with his meridians to wash away the impurities of his soul.

He understood the Fortune Lux aka Plot armor.

It turns out the world is governed by unseen forces, and the poetry of the ancients is simply profound.

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A/n: I will shorten the length of Chapters as per the suggestion.