I Can Only Cultivate In A Game-Chapter 82: The Dragon’s Legacy

A violent force erupted from the depths of the pond, and Victor was suddenly pulled downward.

Above the waters, a blinding light exploded outward—

A translucent energy field suddenly surged around the pond, cutting it off from the outside world.

Shen Mu, who had been standing closest, immediately swung his massive sword at the barrier.

CLANG!

The entire clearing shook from the impact, but the barrier held firm. Not even a crack appeared.

Luo Mei whipped her kusarigama forward, attempting to latch onto Victor through the barrier.

The moment the chain touched the energy field—

It disintegrated.

She staggered backward in horror.

"What kind of sorcery is this?"

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Shen Mu's eyes darkened but he could do nothing.

Underwater, Victor's body was dragged downward at an unnatural speed, as if the pond itself had chosen him.

His lungs nearly collapsed as he held his breath while the pond pressed down on him like a mountain, pushing him to the very bottom.

At the very bottom, he saw something—

A massive glowing orb, the size of a human head, radiating an ancient golden light.

His fingers brushed against it—

And his mind exploded with visions.

A thunderous roar filled his consciousness, shaking the fabric of his being.

Victor's soul was flung into an endless void, where he saw a massive dragon, larger than anything he had ever imagined.

It's body was like a serpent of the heavens, its eyes gleamed with boundless wisdom and destruction as it towered over mountains.

Through the visions, Victor relived its life—

A being that had once stood against gods.

A dragon that had cultivated for millennia, forming the Pond of Dragon Tears due to its lost lover and leaving a legacy behind before vanishing into time.

He felt its battles, its wisdom, its techniques—–

And then… its knowledge became his.

The flood of memories was overwhelming.

By the time he snapped back to reality, he understood one thing.

He had inherited the Dragon's Legacy.

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System Alerts Appear

> [System Alert: The absorption process is complete.]

[You have unlocked new abilities tied to the Dragon's Essence.]

[You now possess innate healing properties.]

[Your bloodline unlocking progress has increased by 50%.]

[Current Progress: 90%.]

[WARNING: Bloodline Awakening Approaching.]

Victor's eyes widened in surprise. He was now only 10% away from fully unlocking his bloodline.

Either ways, he couldn't stay down any longer. He swam upwards swiftly and burst through the water's surface, gasping for air.

But the moment his head emerged—

His eyes locked onto a terrifying scene.

Shen Mu stood at the edge of the pond with his massive sword pressed against Lady Li Yang's throat.

Her expression was grim, but she refused to show fear.

"If you value their lives, you will hand over some of that pond's water," Shen Mu said coldly.

To Victor's left, Qin Lan was on his knees with multiple cultivators holding their blades at his neck.

The entire battlefield was now at a standstill, every cultivator staring at him.

"That pond belongs to all of us," one of them growled.

"You can't have it all to yourself, transmigrator!" Some of them had looks that could kill.

Victor stood at the edge of Pond of Dragon Tears with his clothes soaked. This was quite the situation.

The barrier still flickered faintly around the pond's perimeter, making it impossible for them to storm in and tear him apart immediately.

The situation was clear—they wouldn't let him leave without making a deal.

"Hand over some of the water," Shen Mu stated once again. "I'll return your people to you unharmed."

Victor narrowed his eyes as his mind spun rapidly.

The surrounding cultivators shifted anxiously, clearly ready to pounce at the first sign of a refusal.

"Fine," Victor finally said.

A murmur spread through the crowd.

He bent down and scooped up a handful of liquid from the pond's surface.

The liquid seemed to carry a trace of the miraculous glow from before but they were unaware that it currently possessed nothing.

Victor slowly exited the barrier's shimmering edge with the handful of sacred water.

The moment he stepped out, all eyes locked onto him.

Victor felt the pressure in the air causing his body to send warning signals to his brain.

Shen Mu nodded in approval and gestured for his subordinates to release Lady Li and Qin Lan.

The moment Lady Li staggered forward, Victor reached out, grabbing her wrist gently and pulling her toward him.

Qin Lan followed suit, but his breathing was heavy and his face pale. The blades that had been pressing against his throat had left faint red marks, but nothing fatal.

Shen Mu extended his free hand and opened his palm, waiting for the sacred water.

Victor handed it over.

The instant Shen Mu received it, he examined the glowing liquid in his palm. He could feel the faint energy within it—but something was off.

His eyes narrowed.

He tried to channel his qi into it, expecting it to react.

Nothing.

The glow was superficial. The actual power was gone.

A dangerous silence spread through the area.

Shen Mu's expression darkened.

"…You absorbed it," he voiced in realization.

Victor grinned. "Took you long enough."

A wave of outrage surged through the gathered cultivators.

"He tricked us!" one of them shouted.

"He is the pond now!" another screamed.

The air instantly became suffocating with killing intent.

Victor immediately pulled Lady Li Yang along with him while activating Wind Dash.

"Let's go!!" He yelled to Qin Lan.

Qin Lan also channeled a movement art and they began to flee.

Unfortunately, Victor didn't manage to get very far.

Shen Mu fingers twitched in annoyance as he suddenly vanished and reappeared before Victor.

"Gurrgg!" Victor let out a choking sound as Shen Mu grabbed him by the throat and lifted him into the air.

The rough grip of Shen Mo's hand on his throat and the strength behind it, made it clear that he wouldn't be able to break free so easily.

A hushed silence fell across the surroundings as the remaining cultivators shot him looks of greed, desperation, and murderous intent.

Victor felt his stomach drop. 'This isn't good.'

It was one thing for them to fight over the pond of Dragon Tears. But now that the pond itself had been absorbed into his being…

That meant he had become the prize.

A walking treasure.

And every single person here wanted a piece of him.

Shen Mo's grip tightened slightly as he displayed an unreadable expression as if trying to figure out what to do next with Victor.

Victor couldn't tell what was going on in his mind, but at least he was alive—

But not for long...

A sudden flash appeared at Victor's peripheral vision causing his eyes to widened.

A sword came streaking through the air— aimed straight for his heart.

The cousin of Shen Mo, who had been waiting, watching—lunged in for the kill.

His blade vibrated with killing intent, aiming to pierce Victor's chest in one clean motion.

Victor tried to react, but—

Shen Mo moved faster.

In that same instant, he swung his massive wrapped sword— blocking the strike with terrifying force.

BOOM!

The impact sent a powerful shockwave through the battlefield, sending dust and debris flying.

Liu Feng staggered backward with widened eyes.

"What do you think you're doing, Shen Mo?!" he roared. "He's the pond! I can't let him live!"

Shen Mo remained still while gripping Victor but his expression darkened.

"You would stop at nothing to prevent me from getting a fraction of the pond's water won't you?"

"What the fuck dude? Did you just try to kill me?" Victor thought Liu Feng was the righteous one after all his claims of being here to stop Shen Mo for all the right reasons.

"And what do you plan to do, cousin?" Liu Feng's voice was dangerously low as he ignored Victor and turned to Shen Mo. "Drink him like a bottle of wine?"

Shen Mo gaze narrowed. "If that's what it takes."

Victor could barely breathe under the sheer pressure radiating between the two cousins.

Shen Mo released Victor abruptly, letting him drop to his feet, but kept his gaze fixed on Liu Feng.

Luo Mei stepped forward while spinning her kusarigama like a ceiling fan.

"Why exactly are you trying to stop Shen Mo from getting the pond's power?" she asked.

Liu Feng snarled but said nothing.

Shen Mo exhaled slowly.

"Liu Feng wasn't trying to stop me from getting the pond's power for my own desires," he revealed with a calm voice.

"He was trying to stop me from healing someone."

The crowd grew silent.

Victor blinked. "Wait… what?"

Shen Mo turned toward Victor. "Let me tell you something, Fang Chen. My clan… is in turmoil."