A man standing in a bright room while observing his sword which covered by a blue translucent aura. In front of him are ten people with deep eyes as desert skies and pale white skin, they wear a plain white long shirt. Even though those people look like as a dead person, they pretty much alive which can be sensed by Qi gushing from their body — those ten people are in Peak of Core formation Stage.

There are seven stages in the path of cultivation, but there many levels inside each of them, the First stage is Qi condensation — this is where Vysilius and Yandair currently at. The second stage is Foundation establishment, at this stage cultivators' Qi will condense into Dao pillars that will become the foundation of their cultivation — in this stage, people can proudly say they start walking in the path of cultivating.

The third stage is Core formation — this is where Fenbalar Mooncairn is currently at, in this stage cultivator can increase their lifespan greatly, and in this stage where ordinary cultivator can start refining their Dantian to purifying their diluted Qi — even so, there are some limit, they can't just purify their Qi like newborn baby.

From the fourth stage or Nascent soul onwards are called the realm of experts because after reaching this stage, a qualitative change in cultivators Qi will happen, most people don’t even dream to reach the fourth stage.

This man who facing ten people is one of cultivator who succeeds reach Nascent soul stage — Wrach Aracorv. He stroke his well-groomed beard while let out a menacing smile, his eyes like glacial lakes as though he’s just looking at ten dead people.

“Come to me with your full power,” he says.

Ten people in front of him rush towards him without any weapon — from every perspective, their decision to rush towards Nascent stage cultivator with a weapon while still in Core formation stage is suicidal, but there is no hesitation in their movement, they try to attack him even with empty hands.

Unsurprisingly, one of them got slashed in the neck by that sword. The scenery that would affright any sane person doesn't affect their movement. No sign of any emotion in their eyes, it seems attacking that man is their only purpose.

“One down, nine to go,” Wrach says.

…

Covered by blood, Wrach stand between ten headless corpses while staring the translucent blue aura he has, there no sign of pity or regret after killing those people — he's even showing an excited smile and then laughing maniacally. The sound of his laughter is reverberating in this bright room for quite a long time.

“Master, I already prepare your meal,” someone appears beside him from the shadow.

“Good, while I eat my meal, prepare another group of ten,” Wrach says to his butler.

“Is that fine master? If you kill them again, the cost will surpass your resource limit from the clan. There is a big possibility that you will get another punishment.”

“It’s okay, my resource limit is increased after I breakthrough to the Nascent realm,” He says while putting off his stained clothes, “Even if I surpass my resource limit, they won’t give me big punishment. At most, they will reduce my resource for next month.”

The butler silent for a moment, waiting for Wrach next words, “After all, they just the Issrill.”

***

A winged beast is flapping his wings in the orange sky, flying across the ocean. His wings are flapping rhythmically, try to as smooth as possible, he doesn't want to disturb the woman who rides on top of him.

On top of that winged beast, a woman is sitting with a lotus position, try cultivating while waiting to reach her destination, the main continent. Soon, she opens her eyes and noticing at the landmark of the main continent — her destination.

She commands the winged beast to land in the nearest shore, after all, she never really like riding on top of a beast.

After her feet reach the land, she immediately stretches her rigid body because of her limited position to move in her journey. She's still not exhausted, but after looking at the sun which nearly set, she decides to find an inn to spend the night and thinking about tomorrow.

With her cultivation stage, it doesn’t take long for her to find the nearest town and lodge. In just a few minutes running, she discovers a small town. After finding an inn, she immediately rent a vacant room.

“Finally, I can sleep in actual bed after a long time,” she jumps to the bed immediately, relaxing her body for a few ten minutes which not long after, interrupted by series of knocks from the inn owners.

“Excuse me, this is the food you order before, did you really order two portions?”

“Oh yes, thank you,” she closes the door after paying the inn owner.

She put two plates of food on the table and then sit while says, “Caldrew, want to eat together with me?” she waiting for a while. After hearing no answer, she smiles dejectedly, “Okay then, remember, this is your portion.”

In the end, she ate one plate alone in this room and then immediately lay on beds. She doesn't feel fatigue but in this comfy bed, she falls asleep without even extinguished the candle which still illuminating the room. Not long after, a man appears from her shadow, want to extinguish the candle, for a moment he’s looking at the food and let out a sigh.

…

The chirp of birds is flowing through the windows gap, following by peeping sun between curtains. Like a natural clock, she awakes at this moment every day without a slight sign of fatigue. She looks at the table and sees two clean plates with a yellow note stuck on it.

“Thank you,” she read what written in the note. She chuckled and mumbles, “What an adorable guy.”

“I hope today will become a good day,” with a smile she opens the windows, looking at the world shined by the sun.

Caldrew: As I grow older, I discover that the world is much complicated than what I envisioned.