Chapter 47: Gu Worm?? Encountering An Acquaintance…

The next moment, a gust of wind blew, revealing the figure. Kranos was stunned to see a small Gu worm crawling out from the shattered remnants of the demon worm. The creature looked extremely fragile—almost identical to the previous worm but much smaller, barely the size of a finger. Shockingly, the voice had come from this tiny creature.

Just as Kranos and everyone were in shock the voice spoke again, “Human… do you even understand what you’ve cost me? Decades of painstaking cultivation! Now, Master will be furious with me!! Fortunately, I awakened a third ability which is quite useful, in a few years I will see you again, and at that time I will destroy this world,” With that final outburst, the Gu worm’s body began to crumble, disintegrating bit by bit into dust.

Everyone was supposed to be happy about the outcome of the battle but the creature’s last words left everyone in gloom, they knew they had won this battle but… at what cost? Only for the creature to come back a few years later and who knew if the creature would be stronger than it currently was?

Everyone was feeling downcast, at this moment a thud resounded, everyone turned their gazes to the source and realised that Ming had collapsed to the floor gasping for breath, Ju rushed over immediately. Though he too could feel his life force fading, he tried to hold on.

“Son! Assign the others to clean up the battlefield. Help me take Ming to the inner chamber!” Ju shouted, he would have carried her but he was too weak, straining any more of his energy as it already was would only lead to a quicker death.

Responding to the call, Ju Ming ran over. His face changed drastically upon seeing Ming lying motionless. Without hesitation, he picked her up and rushed through the protective barrier toward the inner chamber. He understood clearly—if not for Ming, the outcome of the battle would have been far worse.

With the crisis passed, Kranos quietly faded into the background. There was nothing more for him here. He returned to his room and sat down to cultivate. His goal was clear: to break through to the Golden Core realm and enhance his strength as much as possible.

Even with such cultivation, those stronger than him still succumbed to death. If only they could manipulate time—perhaps survival would have been possible. Kronos sighed inwardly.

He wasn’t strong enough yet. But he also knew that strength came with time and effort. He remembered the creature’s final words, which lingered in his mind. From everything he had observed, he could make certain guesses about the creature’s origins and nature. But for now, only one thing mattered and that was becoming stronger.

Kranos immediately began absorbing mana from the surroundings, slowly reshaping his foundation and increasing it, he hoped to reach the 12th stage as soon as possible and then step into the golden core realm.

Slowly two days had passed since the horrifying battle, Ming and Ju had already passed away, and a burial was conducted for them in which Kranos didn’t participate, everyone was striving to increase their strength due to the final words of the creature before self-destructing.

While in meditation, Kranos’ eyes suddenly snapped open. Deep within his dantian, a faint golden hue had started to form at the edge. Though it progressed slowly, he felt a surge of joy—if things continued, he would likely form his golden core within a month or two.

Using all his resources frantically he had condensed all twelve foundations and was finally fusing them into a core! With the information about the golden core cultivation technique that he created, he could gradually increase his strength.

Kranos closed his eyes and continued his meditation. Slowly, from only a small corner of his mental space, the rest of the formation finally fused and turned into a golden core. Rotating in his sea of consciousness was a transparent orb that shimmered with blinding light.

Kranos was shocked, normally one’s golden core would be golden but his own was transparent? He immediately had q guess that it had to do with his unique cultivation path, but since he hadn’t yet taken out the third time cultivation manual he couldn’t be certain of anything.

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In just two months Kranos had firmly stepped into the golden core realm, and his cultivation of the spatial techniques had also increased by a notch firmly reaching the profound level. Kranos sighed in amazement at his change, he couldn’t wait to go out and test his strength but he controlled himself, he couldn’t be impulsive.

There was still about a year to explore this world, he also didn’t forget his mission of descending to the lower realm, making an impact in the world while also increasing his realm drastically.

His cultivation realm was already in the golden core realm which could be considered a huge improvement compared to the foundation establishment realm he was at when he first came to this world.

He decided to use the remaining time to deepen his understanding of time-related abilities, strive toward breakthroughs, and merge them with his sword techniques.

From the initial time condensation realm he was also slowly approaching the time core realm but he couldn’t fully grasp how to break through, he could feel it would undoubtedly be extremely difficult, thankfully, the process would be easier wince he had stepped into the golden core realm.

Kranos sighed again and stood. He had spent two months in secluded cultivation and hadn’t kept track of the outside world. Stepping out of his apartment, he wandered leisurely down a bustling street. The war from two months ago felt like a distant memory. People were back to living their lives.

As he walked, a tavern caught his eye. Sitting in the corner, he noticed a familiar face—it was Ross. Since arriving at the haven, he hadn’t seen the old man once. He didn’t expect to run into him here of all places.

Feeling a desire to enjoy a moment of peace after months of isolation, Kranos approached. Ross wore a tattered brown robe. The old man didn’t seem to be living quite well, but Kranos wouldn’t inquire, he didn’t want to pursue unnecessary matters.

The old man spotted Kranos immediately. His expression lit up with warmth. “Kranos! It’s been a while. How have you been?” he asked cheerfully, pouring a glass of wine and handing it over.

“In the cultivation world, age didn’t matter when it came to drinking—a cultivator could drink freely regardless of age or status.

“Well, life’s been rough,” Kranos replied with a small smile.

The two began chatting. Ross shared tales and secrets he had gathered, and Kranos offered insights of his own. For once, Kranos’ mind felt truly at peace. After long months of battle and intense cultivation, this warm, cosy atmosphere was exactly what he needed.

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