While Others Cultivate, I Use My Unique RPG Leveling System to Cultivate Smut Romance With Their Girlfriends! Chapter 37
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Circulate my energy, how the hell I'm supposed to do it? I'm not your normal cultivator who can do it without even thinking about it! All my strength comes from this damn system! Why is it leaving all the trouble to me when I really need his help?
The only bright side to this situation is that even with how powerfull was this binding spell or whatever it actually is, it needed time to overcome my improved charisma. Regretfully, all the blood from the fin already got sucked by the system, making it impossible for me to improve myself by using this blood as an energy source.
Wait, didn't I read like a shitton of difrent stories with advice how should I do it? Every novel or manga with at least a bit of self-respect tried to explain how the circulating of the energy worked!
The most common step for all of them is the first one - visualise the energy flowing in your body!
Ignoring the frost growing on my body with every second, I close my eyes and try to peer into my body with my mind alone. Feel the flow, feel anything that is out of place compared to your everyday life!
Oh! I feel it! I feel something crawling through my hand!
Smash!
Damn mosquito! Distracting me in such a crucial moment!
As I close my eyes yet again after smashing the irritating bug, I try to compare my current state with how I could feel my body before reincarnating. Well, the biggest difference is that I'm no longer fatass! How is that supposed to help me? It's not like I can actually feel my oversized belly, isn't it?
Or is it?
How the hell I can feel the jiggling of my nonexistent fat in front of my new slim body?!
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"Blop!"
"Host acquired basic external circulation method!"
Wow! So it actually works! Less with the ability itself, the fact that I managed to somehow get how it should be done is the most important thing right now!
Closing my eyes that opened in surprise a moment ago, I try to feel my former body around my current one. The more I focus on my previous fat, the better I can feel this strange entity forming the outline of my past body boundaries. Without any time to waste, I try to slowly push all of those intangible contours into my hand first.
Thank God!
Under the influence of my mind, this strange liquid-like stuff is slowly flowing down my arm, only to stop at the height of my hand and start revolving around it! When I push it just a little further, it starts to gradually thin down, as if sucked away by something!
With the feeling of insane heat suddenly scorching my hand, I open my eyes only to see the entire blade vibrate! Just like a horse unable to hold its excitement before rushing forward in the race, this sword was impatiently waiting for its might to be released!
Switching before closing and opening my eyes, I try to control how much of my energy will get infused into the weapon. This is my first time operating with my energy so I don't want to risk collapsing after expending too much of it at once!
With a sudden thought, I open my status window and glance at the numbers named as 'mana'.
"1639/2423"
"1463/2423"
"1312/2423"
Okay, its time to release it now! I can see a ball of hellish heat already formed at the tip of my blade, still corporeal but already on the verge of turning into a real, invisible ultraviolet!
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Wait!
If I can see this ball of heat right now, turning it into ultraviolet one would require an insane amount of energy! With the higher frequency of the waves, changing the spectrum by itself would be an arduous task that could sap my mana dry while achieving only a small element of surprise by turning the attack invisible!
But do I need it to hide this attack? Can it be even considered an attack in the first place? I just need to use it to disperse the frost that built itself to a point when my body is turning numb!
Wait for a second!
Who told me that I HAVE TO use only one sword?
Rubbing my storage ring with my thumb, I take out my windslord and grab it with my left hand. Aiming the legendary blade at the direction where the voice is still coming from, I slash my trusty blade along the fuller of the ultraviolet one!
When my slash concludes, a wind-wave is sent in the desired trajectory, taking the heat from this strange ball on a ride! In just a moment, all the frost that was covering my immediate surrounding dissipates, turning into a hot mist!
"Old will turn new and new will turn old, that is the story my ancestors foretold."
"No one will turn to the fake gods of the past, when even their children, won't be able to last"
"With the dawn of the moon and the fall of the sun, nothing will catch… ROAR!!!!"
In just a few milliseconds after casting my improvised firey wave, the poetic chanting stopped, switched to a devilish roar!
Good!
Now I managed to make this monster furious!
But what bugs me now, is how this supposedly instinctual beast could not only speak but recite poetry!
Considered as one of the highest forms of arts both back on earth and in my current world I'm residing, it could mean that this beast possessed some strange skill, was a unique one to its species or the worst possibility - that it's entire family were able to think like a self-conscious being!
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