The mahogany doors of the primary examination chamber clicked shut, completely sealing out the frantic murmurs of the plaza. The room was spacious, clinical, and pristine, lit by soft spiritual lamps that cast a warm glow over the interior. At the center stood a single, reinforced obsidian dical table. Behind it, a massive, towering oak display shelf held thousands of tightly packed crystal vials, each filled with the glowing, vibrant purple fluid of Ethan’s unique Tiger’s Storm elixir.
Ethan walked smoothly toward the instrunt tray, his large hands reaching into his crimson sleeves.
’Crul, initiate the primary anatomical analysis,’ Ethan commanded inwardly.
[Heh, right away, kid,] Crul’s ancient, amused voice echoed directly in his consciousness. [Let’s see what kind of ss these local alchemists managed to completely give up on.]
Ethan turned his gaze back to the legendary sword master, his athyst eyes carrying an absolute, professional coldness. "Remove your garnts completely and lie face down on the obsidian table so I can initiate the physical ridian assessnt, Elder Heidy."
Ethan’s knuckles subtly tightened, fully expecting a swift, volatile wave of resistance. In his vast clinical experience, high-tier female cultivators—especially those possessing imnse capital authority—were intensely guarded. He expected her to call him an unbridled pervert, threaten his life with her blade, or demand a female assistant to conduct the initial prep work.
But Elder Heidy didn’t hesitate for a single second.
With a fluid, utterly unbothered motion, her hands loosed the silver clasp of her white battle robes. The luxurious fabric slid from her shoulders, pooling around her boots in a silent heap of silk, followed imdiately by her thin inner layers.
When she stepped forward toward the table, Ethan’s eyes slightly narrowed. Her body was a breathtaking masterpiece of sculptured, athletic perfection—possessing high, firm breasts, a tightly toned waist, and long, powerful thighs. Yet, practically every single square inch of her pale skin was thoroughly covered in hundreds, if not thousands, of silver and jagged battle scars. It was a terrifying, blood-soaked map of a lifeti of war. Lacerations from cursed broadswords, deep punctures from spiritual spears, and the massive, chaotic web of jagged tissue across her torso fully detailed the catastrophic ambush from twenty years ago. Looking closely, Ethan could discern that at least a dozen of those strikes had missed her vital organs by re milliters; she had quite literally dragged her soul back from the gates of the underworld.
Heidy climbed onto the obsidian table, propping herself up slightly on her elbows as she looked back at him over her shoulder, a cold, mocking smirk playing on her pale lips.
"What is the matter, boy? Frightened?" Heidy rasped, her lodious voice carrying a sharp, defensive edge. "Have your soft, frontier eyes never witnessed the true markings of a real warrior before? I suppose your pathetic little erection instantly shriveled into nothingness the mont you saw a woman’s body so thoroughly ruined by fire, poison, and steel."
Ethan let out a low, booming laugh that vibrated through the enclosed chamber, his gaze casually tracing the contours of her magnificent, scarred curves without a single shred of disgust.
"Frightened? Faint-hearted? You completely misjudge my baseline constitution, Elder," Ethan said, his deep baritone dropping into a dark, thoroughly predatory register as he stepped directly to the edge of the table. "Your body is an absolute, breathtaking masterpiece of survival. I would unhesitatingly kiss, lick, and worship every single centiter of those magnificent scars before I thoroughly fucked you into the mattress."
Heidy instantly froze, her breath catching violently in her throat as her mind completely short-circuited.
For the first ti in over two decades, absolute, unadulterated shock paralyzed her faculties. Who the hell did this arrogant brat think he was?! Her na and supre, terrifying reputation back at the capital were more than enough to make peak masters flee with their tails between their legs out of pure terror. No man had dared to look at her as a woman in centuries, let alone speak to her with such raw, unbridled, and dirty sexual dominance.
But beneath her rising, indignant fury, Ethan’s words had unknowingly smashed through a deeply hidden, festering psychological trauma.
Six years ago, a highly paid shadow assassin had successfully breached her private capital residence while she was deeply incapacitated by her ridian corruption. The assassin had been contractually paid a massive fortune to not only execute her, but to thoroughly violate and defile her body as a final insult to her lineage. However, after drugging her and tearing her robes away, the assassin had stared down at her heavily scarred, lacerated flesh with a look of profound, stomach-churning disgust.
’How the hell am I supposed to get it up for a sliced-up sack of at like this?’ the assassin had spat, throwing her aside in absolute revulsion. ’What a disgusting, butchered turn-off.’
Though she had ultimately used her remaining hidden qi to violently decapitate the intruder that night, that specific, humiliating sentence had beco a permanent, invisible blade permanently lodged inside her soul. It was a secret humiliation she had never revealed to a single living soul on this earth, a silent agony that made her feel inherently monstrous and ruined.
Yet now, with a single, incredibly casual, and dominant phrase, this towering crimson-robed doctor had completely unraveled that knotted trauma from the absolute depths of her heart, replacing the phantom scent of disgust with a sudden, burning wave of warm heat.
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From this mont forward, to avoid confusion regarding cultivation ranks, I will include this footer with the current established levels.
Note: These are only the ranks ntioned so far to avoid spoilers.
Body Refinent Realm
Skin Refinent / Bone Refinent / Organ Refinent
Spiritual Gathering Realm
Spiritual Perception / Spiritual Mist / Spiritual Condensation
Spiritual Core Realm
Core Solidification / Core Awakening / Spiritual Collapse (Half-step Spiritual Core)
Spiritual Soul Realm
Spiritual Soul Awakening / Soul Nourishing / Soul-Core Fusion
Golden Core Realm
Pri Fusion / Core Perfection / Core Destruction
Spiritual Sea Realm
Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??
Dao Manifestation Realm
Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??
Spiritual Transcendence
Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??
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Sword mastery levels
Sword Intent.
Sword Aura.
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