I Can Only Cultivate In A Game-Chapter 383 - 20% In
Victor landed beside it and placed both hands against its hide.
The beast was enormous... It was nearly twice Gojo’s size and its body was dense with muscle and unnatural mass. Lifting it was like trying to uproot a mountain.
Victor bent his knees and without making as much as a grunt, he heaved.
The ground cracked beneath his feet as the massive corpse rose inch by inch. Victor stabilized his footing, walked towards the ledge of the abyss and then, he leapt again, carrying the beast with him as though it weighed nothing more than an inconvenient burden.
Eirene watched from the other side as Victor cleared the abyss and landed heavily beside Gojo. The corpse crashed down beside him with a thunderous impact.
Even she paused at that.
Victor wasted no time.
He unsheathed his legacy sword once more and began carving.
The blade slid through the beast’s hide with controlled strength, slicing away thick layers of armored skin.
It was tough, dense and resistant, reinforced by residual abyssal energy but Victor’s strength and the sword’s edge made steady work of it.
Strip by strip, he worked.
The process was meticulous. He cut along natural seams, avoiding unnecessary waste, shaping the hide into broad sheets. The sheer thickness of the skin made it ideal—insulating, durable, and resistant to the hostile environment around them.
By the time he was done, the beast’s hide lay transformed.
He had turned it into a massive, heavy, and nearly indestructible tent.
Victor erected it near Gojo, anchoring it with chunks of stone and bone. The structure was like a dark dome against the bleak landscape, shielding them from the oppressive atmosphere and the distant pull of the abyss.
Next came the supplies.
Scattered during the chaos of the fall, crates and bundles lay strewn across the area. Victor gathered them swiftly bringing everything beneath the shelter of the tent.
When he finished, he stepped inside.
The interior was dim but protected and the thick hide muted the distant sounds of the wasteland. Gojo lay partially inside with his massive body occupying most of the space, while Victor and Eirene settled near his side.
Victor handed Eirene a portion of food without ceremony.
She accepted it after a brief pause.
They ate in silence.
Gojo rested, breathing steadily as Victor fed him large chunks of meat from the beast’s flesh. Outside, the world remained hostile and unknown but for the moment, they were safe.
Victor leaned back against the beast-hide wall, finally allowing himself a moment to rest.
Beneath the hide of a fallen titan, they recuperated.
Now that the immediate threats had been dealt with and Gojo was no longer bleeding out, Victor allowed himself the luxury of reflection.
He raised his hand slightly.
The familiar translucent interface unfolded before his eyes.
It flickered once and then stabilized.
And as always, the first thing he noticed was the name.
Not Fang Chen.
Not here.
Here, in his world... in the wasteland scarred by mana disasters and abyssal fractures, the system acknowledged him differently.
As himself.
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[Status Panel]
Name: Victor Revenant
Bloodline: Void Emperor (Full Integration)
Cultivation Realm: Early Soul Transformation Realm
Qi Reserves: Full
Status: Renowned in Blueflame City
Physique Grade: Peak Bronze
Potential: S Rank
Affinity: Balanced but undeveloped
Luck: Below Average
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Victor’s gaze lingered on the name for a moment longer than necessary.
Victor Revenant.
Two worlds. Two identities.
In Ascendant Realms, he was Fang Chen... a lone cultivator with bloodline inheritance in a world that now felt disturbingly real. Here, he was Victor Revenant... a survivor of an apocalyptic Earth, a man who cultivated qi in a world ruled by mana, walking paths no one else could.
Same soul.
Different contexts.
Different weights.
He scrolled.
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Martial Sword Techniques:
• Shadow Crescent Strike (Mastery: 85%)
• Phantom Mirage Step (Mastery: 75%)
... (see more)
Cultivation Arts:
• Shifting Winds Arts (Mastery: 81%)
• Dragon Breathing Arts (Mastery: 60%)
• Celestial Restoration (Mastery: 35%)
... (see more)
Bloodline Abilities:
• Shadow Blink
• Qi Cloak
• Vision Boost
• Telekinetic Qi Control
• Void Severing Threads
• Void Severing Slash
• Time Remap
... (see more)
[Attribute Points Available: 40]
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Victor exhaled softly through his nose.
It showed Early Soul Transformation Realm not Beginner. Usually there were five different stages from Nascent Soul realm onwards. Begginer, Early, Mid, Late and Peak.
But Victor had skipped Beginner Soul Transformation Realm...
That alone spoke volumes.
Ordinarily, a cultivator stepping into Soul Transformation Realm would emerge fragile with their spirit unstable and their soul still adapting to the expanded state of existence. They would need months, sometimes years, to consolidate themselves before daring to fight seriously.
Victor had skipped that entire vulnerability window.
The reason was obvious.
He had suppressed his breakthrough repeatedly, layering foundation upon foundation, reinforcing his dantian and soul until they had become something closer to a fortress than a vessel. When the breakthrough finally happened, all that pressure had not dissipated... it had propelled him forward.
Roughly twenty percent into the realm.
Instantly.
Victor closed the panel briefly and focused inward.
The difference was... profound.
Before, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, he had felt like a powerful being anchored to his body. Now, his body felt more like an extension of his soul rather than its container. His consciousness was sharper, broader, able to brush against the world without needing physical senses to mediate.
Even when he consciously suppressed his aura, it still leaked.
That was one of the defining traits of Soul Transformation Realm cultivators... their presence alone altered the environment. Lesser beings felt it instinctively. Some bowed. Some fled. Others simply collapsed with their souls unable to withstand the pressure.
Victor flexed his fingers.
Qi responded instantly and smoothly, without resistance.
He could feel the subtle qualitative shift.
Before, qi had flowed through him like a powerful current.
Now, it obeyed him like a limb.
He glanced at the bloodline section again, and this time, new entries pulsed faintly, waiting to be acknowledged.
The breakthrough had unlocked more than raw strength.
It always did.
First was related to the White Dragon Legacy.
Victor closed his eyes and turned inward.
When he had first inherited the White Dragon Legacy, it made him capable of healing any injury with his saliva and resistance to extreme cold, and also gave him the Frost Bloom Palm.
Now...
It felt like something awakening.
A low, ancient feeling echoed through his bones, deeper than qi, older than cultivation itself. His blood grew warm with life-force so dense it bordered on pressure.
A notification surfaced quietly, without urgency.
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> [White Dragon Legacy — Aspect Unlocked]
Aspect Name: Draconic Manifestation (Partial)
Status: Active (Soul Transformation Realm Requirement Met)
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Victor frowned slightly.
"Partial... transformation?"
The moment the thought formed, his body responded.
His right arm tingled first.
White scales began to surface along his forearm seamlessly and smooth. They shimmered faintly, refracting light like frost under moonlight. His fingers elongated slightly and nails sharpened into pale, crystalline talons.
The sensation wasn’t painful.
It was... chilling.
His muscles condensed as strength increased explosively without bulk and white scales appeared on the left part of his face.
Beneath the scales, his flesh felt reinforced, as though reality itself had layered him with something indestructible.
Victor flexed his hand.
The air distorted from draconic authority.
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Draconic Manifestation (Partial) — Description
The White Dragon Legacy no longer functions solely as a passive enhancement.
At the Soul Transformation Realm, player has gained the ability to partially manifest draconic traits, selectively transforming parts of his body to access the true inheritance of the White Dragon.
Any transformed limb gains:
• Massive boost to raw physical strength
• Near-immunity to physical damage below Soul Transformation Realm
• Extreme resistance to elemental effects (especially cold, decay, and corrosion)
• Natural qi reinforcement without active circulation
• Enhanced Restorative Authority
• Frost Bloom Amplification
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Victor tested it instinctively.
He channeled qi and thrust his partially transformed palm forward.
The frost that bloomed was no longer merely cold.
It was absolute stillness.
Ice formed instantly, appearing, as though time itself had frozen mid-motion. The temperature dropped so violently that even ambient energy crystallized briefly.
This was no longer just Frost Bloom Palm.
This was:
> Frost Bloom — Draconic Authority Variant
Anything struck by it would experience cellular freezing, qi stagnation, structural collapse from internal crystallization and worse... healing suppression.
So even if a person was released from the frost, the injury gained might never heal.
He dispelled the transformation.
The scales retracted smoothly, leaving no trace behind as his arm returned to normal.
"...So that’s what you were holding back," he murmured to himself.
The White Dragon Legacy wasn’t done growing.
This was only the first true awakening.
Victor’s attention shifted.
There was still one unopened change.
The Void Emperor Bloodline bent space around him as though it were waiting.
Another notification surfaced.
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> [Void Emperor Bloodline Ability Unlocked]
Ability Name: Dimensional Warp
Status: Active
Requirement: Soul Transformation Realm — Met
--- 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
Victor’s pupils narrowed. ’This one...’
He felt immediately.
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Dimensional Warp — Description
• Mid-Range Spatial Displacement allowing one to instantly relocate themselves or others across vast distances
• Ignore terrain, obstacles, barriers, and spatial interference
• Warp from one location to another without traversing the space between without need for pre-established coordinates
• Dimensional Layer Bypass allowing one to escape sealed spaces, bypass pocket dimensions and slip between overlapping realms.
