《The Only Real Cultivator》Chapter 15
Advertisement
“So, which way should I go?” I asked.
She took out a device that looked like a compass, “That way.”
I made the legs of my Twentytacle Trap propel us in the direction she pointed in. There would be no way for me to control all twenty legs at once if I didn’t have Control at level eight. Still, it took a lot of concentration to get all of the tentacles to move properly. Good thing I was getting better at it over time even without Control leveling up.
“How long will it take for us to get out of the forest?” I asked. I had seen this forest from the sky before, but I hadn’t been paying attention to its size back then. I tend not to pay attention to those types of things when falling to my death.
“If we keep going at this speed, it’ll probably take about a day and a half,” she said.
I pursed my lips. A day and a half at this speed?
“But if you went faster, it would take a lot shorter,” she said, “It took me half a day to get here.”
I believed her. She was slower than the centipede, but that wasn’t saying much considering it was as fast as a bullet train. Chen Wei wasn’t much slower than it, meaning she could also go about as fast as a bullet train, or at least many times faster than my vine car.
We passed countless monsters. Most of them ignored us. The ones that didn’t got a clump of vines to the face.
I had to take little breaks every once in a while. Because of this, sleep, and a couple other complications, we exited the forest three days later. “Finally,” I said when I saw a small town in the distance. My eyes moistened a bit. Chen Wei noticed, “Is something wrong?”, she said, worried.
“No. Nothing’s wrong. It’s been too long since I’ve seen a village,” I said.
“Do you want to visit it?” she said.
“You know what? Let’s.”
The village was protected by a stout and short wooden wall. A normal human could climb over it. I stopped a long way away from the front gate, not wanting to scare the villagers with the Twentytacle Trap. I glanced at the trap. I couldn’t bring it into the village, but I didn’t want to leave it here either, where anybody could find it.
Advertisement
New Cultivator skill unlocked : Wither
Wither cannot increase in level.
Wither has reached level MAX.
How convenient. How many of these skills were there anyway?
“By the way, can you do me a favor and not tell anybody about my plants?” I said.
“Yes, Grandmaster Jin,” she said. She wasn’t much fun to talk to after she went all “Grandmaster Jin” on me. I was starting to regret showing her my plants. I tried to act casually but she kept using formal language.
The Twentytacle Trap shriveled up and withered away. The Protect on top didn’t wither but instead cracked into dust. Just out of curiosity, I tried using Wither on a plant I didn’t control. Nothing happened.
We walked up to the village. I let Chen Wei lead the way.
There was just one person guarding the gate. “Welcome, fellow daoists,” he bowed, “to the Red Seed Village.”
I started to bow as well, but I stopped when I saw that Chen Wei wasn’t bowing. She gave him a light nod before walking past him. I followed behind her. “Grandmaster Jin.”
“Yeah?”
“Would you like a new set of clothes? If you don’t mind me saying, your current clothes look odd,” she said, looking up and down my body.
The clothes I had been wearing did look very out of place in this world. Looking around, the people in this village were wearing what I thought of as a poor man’s traditional chinese clothing. I was wearing a white(but mostly brown from dirt) shirt and blue jeans. Definitely nothing like the clothing in this world.
“Um,” I looked away uncomfortably, “I don’t have any money.”
“I’ll pay for it,” she said eagerly, showing me a small pouch. Something within the pouch clinked as it moved from her waist to eye level.
I debated letting her pay for my clothes and decided I needed to fit in better. “Thanks.”
She led me to a small gathering of shops at the center of the village. Seeing them, she grimaced. “Sorry about this sir. As I feared, the clothes here are going to be a bit shabby.”
“I don’t mind,” I said. She gave me an apologetic look, “No really, I don’t mind. Actually, can you just choose something out for me? Just make sure it fits.”
She came out with a beautiful long red robe with embroidered black lions and mountains. She also got a robe for herself. I went into an alleyway, looked around for other people, and dropped a seed to the ground. A thin wooden box surrounded me and I changed into the red robe. The box dissolved into sawdust.
Advertisement
I walked out from the alleyway. I grinned, “Do I look the part?”
“Yes.”
“...” Is that all this girl can say? “Is that a red chair?” I said, pointing to a red chair.
“Yes.”
“Is that over there a restaurant?” The smell of fat frying drifted towards me, carried by the wind.
“Yes, do you want to go?” another tinkling sound came from her wallet.
“Yes please!” The thought of eating meat again overpowered my better judgment. I grinned shyly, “I’ll pay you back when I find the chance.”
We walked into the restaurant. It was filled with the smell of a busy kitchen, making my mouth water even more. The restaurant was people talked and ate loudly while the waiters ran around trying to keep up. A panting waiter approached us, “How many?”
Chen Wei held up two fingers and said, “Give us the second menu.”
The waiters face lit up, “Right this way, please.” He walked us to a separate room and shut the door behind him, all of the noise from the main room disappeared, blocked by the door and walls. He handed each us of a menu, bowed, and left.
I could read the menu, but I couldn’t understand it. It listed a bunch of dishes that I knew nothing about, so Chen Wei picked them for me. The waiter came back in a couple minutes. Chen Wei ordered everything.
The wait time was surprisingly short. An appetizer came immediately and more food arrived as we finished the appetizer. The main dish came not long after. I cut into the thick chunk of meat. I don’t know how they did it, but the whole thing was cooked evenly.
I lifted a piece of the mystery meat to my mouth and took a bite, the seasoning and juiciness of the meat burst in my mouth. It was perfect, by far the best I’ve had in my life.
I swallowed, savoring every second of it. My first bite of meat in this new world, it reminded me too much about the meals of my old world. The corners of my eyes moistened. I sniffled. When had I become such a baby?
“What’s wrong?” she seemed genuinely concerned.
The back of my wrist rubbed both of my eyes. “Nothing. Nothing at all. What is this from?” I asked.
“A black king bear. It’s a very strong animal, but it’s weaker than the animals in the White Dragon Forest,” she replied.
“Are the animals in the forest that powerful?” I asked.
“Undoubtedly. Surviving in that forest is supposed to be an almost impossible task. People flood into that forest every day and many of them die. I was only in there for half a day and I almost died,” she said.
“Huh? Why do they go in then? Even if there are precious herbs there, it can’t possibly be worth it.” I said.
“But it is worth it, if you’re really desperate,” she replied softly.
We ate in silence for a long moment. “Why were you so desperate to find that flower?”, I finally asked.
“I mentioned I was from the Blue Fire Sect?” she said.
“Right,” I confirmed.
“The Blue Fire Sect used to be a huge sect, one that owned multiple schools and a large section of the Grand Flames City. Eventually, the founding members died and the sect came under assault by the other sects of the city. Now I’m the leader of the sect, the weakest sect leader in the entire city. I can’t rebuild the sect unless I become more powerful.” she said calmly.
“Why don’t you wait a bit longer? Why the rush?,” I asked. She was only nineteen years old. She still had so much time to get to the next stage. She didn’t need to risk her life in the White Dragon Forest.
“I’ll probably be assassinated if I don’t reach the seventh stage before I turn twenty,” she said.
From everything she had said before, each stage was incredibly difficult to pass. I put my head down and a hand across my forehead. I breathed a deep sigh, “Is that even possible?”, I asked.
“Honestly? Probably not,” she sighed with me.
Advertisement
The Other World Dining Hall (WN)
There is a certain restaurant in the first basement level of a multi-tenant building in one corner of a shopping street near the office district. The historical 70-year-old restaurant, marked by a sign with a picture of a cat, is called “Western Cuisine Nekoya.” This restaurant looks completely normal through the week, but on Saturdays, it opens in secret exclusively to some very unique guests. During these hours, doors in various areas of a parallel world open to allow customers of many different races and cultures into the restaurant. This “Restaurant to Another World” and its food hold an exotic charm to these highly diverse customers. This is a story of the heartwarming, once-in-a-lifetime encounters between our reality and another world, between the restaurant’s customers and its owner, and the food shared among them all.
8 826A fine octet of legs
When you go to sleep, you expect to wake up with the same number of legs as you went to bed with. This is not generally seen as a big deal. In fact, many people take this for granted.Apparently, however, this was a luxury that Rita was not going to have access to anymore. Somehow equipped with four times the number of legs she’s used to, she is going to need to learn to learn to walk pretty damned quick if she wants to survive in the post-apocalyptic hellscape outside her apartment that she was almost certain wasn't there yesterday. Right, and stay sane. Which, judging from how pushy her inner voice was becoming, might just be the biggest challenge of all…
8 162The Deathseeker [Under Revision]
NOTE: This story has dark elements, but it's neither grimdark nor particularly edgy. It's also currently being revised. Satan's Axe...Lord of High Honor...The Immortal Giant...The Black Maelstrom...Son of Thunderfield...The Gods' Retribution. Dalric had many names. None were as fitting as his last, Dalric the Deathseeker. Born from an unwanted mating between the greatest warriors of the time, death was his only true kin. It birthed him, molded him, and now standing in the middle of a lifeless battlefield, it drenched him. The blood of thousands of soldiers soaked his skin. Two hundred thousand men approached him that day. All of them sought his life, none of them left with theirs. But they would not die in vain, they had accomplished their mission. Hidden beneath a thousand layers of their blood, was Dalric's very own. Feeling his life fade, he gazed weakly at his work. A seemingly endless array of corpses laid battered and disfigured before him. Some bore faces of horror, most had no face at all. His most trusted companion floated in front of him, blocking the view. Waves of sorrow flowed between them. “My time has finally come. I’ve begged for death and it’s finally arrived. My work is done...and so is yours. You’re free to be who you were meant to.” With his contract with the gods fulfilled, they were truly free. The centuries of torment would end. No longer would they have to walk the path of a monster. Little did Dalric know, the devil was in the details. What To Expect: A good time. In a few more words than that, a cast of believable characters in a unique world dealing with conflicts and problems a little bit more complex than punching the big evil guy in the face. Just a little though. Minimum Word Count a Week: 5000 Release Time(s): Between Friday 12pm EST and Monday 6am EST I also write A King in the Clouds
8 87The Heart Grows
Dungeon games? Yeah, they're a good way to waste a few hours. The trick is to know the map and plan appropriately. Of course, it doesn't matter if you get beaten. You revise your plan for that map and do a bit better next time. Man, it'd really suck to wake up as a dungeon heart in a fantasy world you know nothing about, barely able to even work out how to control your dungeon. Lucky that wouldn't happen to anybody, huh? What with only having one chance at getting things right, you'd have to plan extra-defensive. This story should be getting chapters published weekly. I have a comfortable buffer set up and on top of the weekly writing I am committing, a commissioner has donated two monthly writing slots to ensure this remains on a weekly schedule. There will be a stat block at the beginning of every chapter bar the first, and a handy map at the end. All my works come with a CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 license. This means you are free to download, publish, and even make derivative works of my writing so long as you include this license, attribution, and don't sell the works. Keep it free!
8 270online crush [kita shinsuke]
[KITA X FEM!READER]"𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗕𝗕𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗞𝗜𝗧𝗔"→𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 : you text an unknown number who happened to be the one and only kita shinsuke.→𝗜 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗧 𝗢𝗪𝗡 : any characters! only the plot and oc's i own!→𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 : explicit language
8 165betrayed op gojo deku
izuku midoriya who had just witness his mother die only to be knocked out and beaten by his friends to near death as he unlocks a new power powers of gojo satoru and another power while those who didnt betray him felt so much rage that they their quirks evolved but izuku decides to go to i-island to be with the person he loves melissa shield but she will share izuku with afew more girls too.And this story is a short story not a one shot but not over 10 chapters long but i hope you will enjoy :)
8 75