"This is it…"
Travis whispered with trembling excitement, his heart pounding like a war drum. A wave of euphoria surged through him. Could life truly be this generous? Or am I still dreaming?
Before him lay a cultivation law that defied comprehension—a legacy left behind by a being beyond the heavens.
The Nine-Hell Incubus Physique Law.
It was not merely a technique. It was an immortal transformation. A divine rebirth. It enabled the simultaneous refinement of Yin and Yang—two primordial forces that governed the universe. Few dared to cultivate such a law. Fewer still survived it.
And yet, it called to Travis as if it had waited eons just for him.
He sat cross-legged within the sacred heart of the Yin-Yang Palace, the supreme artifact humming with ancient resonance. As his fingers traced the runes etched into the jade scroll, the truth of the physique law flooded his consciousness.
A mantra whispered across his soul.
> "Those who master this path will become divine vessels, capable of embracing chaos and birthing order."
The manual detailed the five divine attributes of this physique:
Unbreakable: Resistant to collapse under any external pressure or spiritual backlash. A foundation of divine iron.
Inexhaustible: A bottomless reservoir of Yang energy, self-replenishing and ever-burning.
Compatible: Able to harmonize with all mortal and immortal bloodlines, unlocking limitless integration potential.
Adaptable: Capable of absorbing and refining all forms of energy without suffering side effects or rejection.
Powerful: Contains latent strength that transcends one's cultivation realm, defying natural law.
Travis's breath quickened. If I succeed… I'll become unstoppable.
He closed his eyes and began to circulate his energy.
The chamber darkened. Only the silver glow from his irises lit the air. Two regions formed within his body—one where Yang energy spun clockwise, and the other counter-clockwise. A vortex of Yin and Yang began to churn in his dantian.
At first, it was steady. Balanced. Harmonious.
Then, like the roar of a tempest, the vortex exploded.
BOOM!
Pain erupted through his body like wildfire.
His meridians swelled, bursting at the seams. Bones snapped. Blood vessels ruptured. Flesh blistered. Travis gritted his teeth as black blood spewed from his mouth—impurities purged by the divine furnace inside him.
He collapsed, writhing. I wasn't ready… I wasn't…!
But even as his mortal shell was torn apart, a light shimmered from within.
The word "Incubus" blazed like a divine brand inside his bones. It shone with truths older than time, inscribed with fragments of the Grand Dao. The air grew heavy with sacred music—Dao songs born from the root of all creation.
As his body shattered, his Ascension Spirit flared to life, absorbing the endless runes and incantations weaving through the air. The faerie integrated them into his very soul.
Then came the salvation.
The Primordial Origin Harmonization Essence Sutra activated like an ancient engine. Dense, golden essence spread across his ruined frame like molten honey. It filled the cracks in his bones. It rethreaded his nerves. It wove new life into his skin.
Agony warred with enlightenment.
Travis screamed—but he did not stop.
Five hours of unending torment passed. His consciousness flickered on the edge of oblivion, but his will refused to yield.
CRACK!
A thunderous explosion erupted from within. The whirlpool in his dantian burst outward, surging through his meridians like lightning. Divine energy flowed through every cell, transforming the core of his being.
His once fragile body now gleamed with vitality, power, and clarity.
He had transcended.
Peak of the Tempering Realm.
Travis slowly opened his eyes. Silver irises glowed with divine light. Every breath he took echoed like thunder. Every heartbeat resounded like a drum of war.
He rose from the floor. The chamber trembled beneath his feet.
His body felt... new. Reforged. Invincible.
He clenched his fist, and a shockwave rippled through the air.
I succeeded.
With a calm breath, he summoned the Ascension System's interface.
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[Status Update]
Name: Travis Momoa
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Cultivation: Peak Tempering Realm
Dual Cultivation Method: Primordial Origin Harmonization Essence Sutra
Physique: NineHell Incubus Physique
Attributes:
Attack Power: 550
Vitality: 1250
Agility: 480
Critical: 850
Charm: 2000
Elemental Affinities:
Fire, Wind, Earth, Water, Ice, Lightning
(Sealed: Dark, Light, Space)
Abilities:
Arousal Aura – Increases sensory charisma, seduction, and combat adaptability
Ecstasy Fingers – Enhances dexterity and control over pleasure and pain, ideal for dual cultivation and precise attacks
Skills:
Star Devouring Saber
Equipment:
Supreme Artifact: Yin-Yang Palace
Weapon: Common Rank Saber
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Travis smiled.
He had walked through hell and emerged reborn. No longer was he the powerless boy mocked by his fellows. His body now held the potential of gods.
But he knew this was only the beginning.
He stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with ambition. Let the world come. I am ready.