Godslayer: Reincarnated with SSS Rank Cultivation System-Chapter 175: Successfully Taking Advantage of the Situation
The battlefield had descended into complete chaos, a brutal clash of wills as the beasts tore into one another with a ferocity that only creatures of the Nascent Soul realm could muster. One after another, the beasts wore each other down, their spiritual energy draining as they fought tooth and nail for dominance. The air crackled with the energy of battle, the very ground trembling beneath their violent struggles.
Wen Ran, ever the opportunist, found a new hiding spot behind a thick cluster of trees. His sharp eyes never wavered from the battlefield, constantly scanning for any advantage, any weakness he could exploit. Though he cursed everything around him—his fate, the battlefield, the beasts—his mind remained razor-sharp, his focus unwavering. He tracked the most injured, the most vulnerable, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
A small fox caught his attention, its once-sleek form now battered and mangled. It staggered on trembling legs, barely able to stand, as it fled from the golden monkey's relentless pursuit. Wen Ran's gaze fixed on it, his eyes narrowing in calculation. The fox was in a pitiful state, but even in its weakened form, it was a Nascent Soul beast. He could feel the surge of energy that still clung to its battered body, a tempting source of power.
His fingers twitched, stretching forward as he positioned himself behind the large tree, hidden from view. His hands were steady, his movements deliberate as he focused his energy. I hope this will be enough to pierce the skull of a Nascent Soul beast, Wen Ran thought, a surge of tension coiling in his chest. If it isn't, I'll have no choice but to flee...
The words lingered in his mind, but he could feel the pull of temptation. The fox, despite its injuries, still held a great deal of power. Its blood, its essence, would be an invaluable addition to his own strength. He knew that stealing spiritual energy alone wouldn't be enough. His demon body craved something more—something more tangible, more potent. Beast blood, the raw, unrefined power flowing through their veins, was what he truly needed to grow.
Today, perhaps, he could turn this disaster into the greatest opportunity of his life. With a deep breath, he steadied himself, his fingers tightening as he prepared to launch his attack. If the fox falls here, everything will change. I will power up in ways I've only dreamed of.
His pulse quickened as the moments stretched on. The fox was growing weaker with every step, and he knew it wouldn't be long before it collapsed. The gamble was about to be made.
Wen Ran flicked his finger, and the ice needle shot forward with such speed it almost seemed to teleport. It pierced through the air, its trajectory flawless as it slammed into the skull of the small fox. The impact was so precise, so brutal, that the fox's body went limp instantly, crumpling to the ground in an unnatural, lifeless slump. The creature rolled several times, its form tumbling end over end before coming to a complete stop, motionless.
The golden monkey, pausing in its chase, tilted its head in confusion. It stared at the fallen fox, uncertain whether the creature had played some trick or if it had truly died out of nowhere. The monkey, though powerful, was not stupid. It had learned to be cautious, especially in the midst of such a deadly battle. It wasn't about to let its guard down, even against a seemingly weakened foe.
With a deep, guttural growl, the monkey summoned its massive pillar of condensed qi, its energy surging with overwhelming force. The pillar descended like a falling mountain, crashing down onto the fox's body. The impact was so devastating that the fox's mangled form splattered into the earth, turning into a gruesome paste under the force of the blow. The monkey grunted in satisfaction, making sure the fox wouldn't rise again. It was a show of dominance, confirming that no trickery would come from this feeble creature.
Wen Ran, watching from his hiding spot, felt a surge of triumph flood through him. I did it, he thought, his eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction. The fox was dead. And as its life force flickered out, something powerful rushed toward him. A wave of raw energy, the very essence of the Nascent Soul beast, slammed into his body like a tidal wave.
His muscles screamed in protest, the shock of the energy threatening to tear him apart. Pain seared through him, each tendril of power threatening to break his body down. But instead of agony, there was a strange satisfaction—a feeling that was almost euphoric. The energy of the Nascent Soul beast coursed through him, filling his veins with a dangerous, intoxicating power.
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His dantian roared to life, the crimson energy swelling inside him, expanding the lake of power that lay within his core. The gong that resided over the lake beat—once, twice—a sound that was both thunderous and melodic, like the ringing of a heavenly bell. The vibration spread through his entire being, sending shockwaves of energy cascading through his body.
With the second beat, Wen Ran felt it. I've done it. His cultivation had reached a new height. The third circle of the Spirit Refinement stage was now his. The energy swirled inside him, a raw and untamed force, but it was his to control. It was an exhilarating sensation, a reminder of how far he had come and how much more he still had to conquer.
As the sound of the gong faded, its resonance still echoing faintly in the depths of his being, Wen Ran could feel the weight of his newfound power settling around him. It was as though the very air had thickened, heavy with the immense surge of energy now coursing through his body. He exhaled deeply, releasing a portion of the spiritual energy that hadn't fully merged with him. It spiraled outward, dissipating like mist into the atmosphere, leaving only the raw power that had taken root within him.
His gaze hardened, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the battlefield. The chaos was far from over, and now, with his newfound strength, the world seemed to open before him. This is it, he thought, his heart beating faster as his focus sharpened. This is the best playground I could have ever hoped for.
