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Cultivating With a Rinnegan

Aaron wakes up in a world of cultivators. Not only does he gain a monstrous talent, but also a Rinnegan. See how he destroys demons and gods, conquers heavenly beauties, and creates his own clan.

KakashiFu · Eastern
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Cultivating

The confusion was evident on Aaron's face.

He assessed his situation once again.

It turns out that he had actually been reincarnated on another planet. In addition, he also had one of the powers that marked an anime fan generation on his home planet.

The famous Rinnegan. A Doujutsu that he has always admired and dreamed of. It seems that the heavens have heard your requests and your wish has been fulfilled. Looking again in the mirror, he dazzled his eyes with beautiful, purple patterns.

This made his heart light up. However, he then remembered the situation of the body in which he reincarnated.

The body's name was Tian Long. Unfortunately, he had his meridians destroyed, preventing him from evolving in his cultivation. With this tragic fate and the fact that he recently lost his parents, he ended up committing suicide.

Releasing a sigh, he was angry. If he could no longer use Qi, how the hell could he use Rinnegan's powers?

He then sat on the bed in the lotus position. Even if the meridians of that body had destroyed, he could try to cultivate.

Breathing ...

He then felt a small thread of Qi entering his body through his nose. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for that qi thread to leak out of his body.

While he was losing hope, he noticed an icy thing on his finger.

"Hm ?!"

It was a dark red ring. This ring was leaking dark energy and being absorbed by Tian Long's skin. With a flash, he remembered where that ring came from. It turns out that the previous owner of this body ended up finding this ring in a strange cave.

When the energy passed completely through Aaron's body, he felt many strands of qi involuntarily entering his body. It was as if he were a large gallon of water entering the deep ocean.

Boom!

He felt an explosion inside him. His former self knew that feeling.

"I ... got on the martial way!"

He spoke in an extremely happy voice.

He then returned to the lotus position and absorbed the qi from the outside and took it to his Dantian, located just inches from his navel.

Boom!

It didn't take long for him to hear another explosion. He had broken yet another stage of the <First Kingdom>.

<Qi Gathering>!

This was the <First Kingdom> of cultivation. The goal in this realm was in the way the practitioner manipulated qi threads for his Dantian. When he completed a thread, he would enter <First Stage>. The <Second Stage> requires two strands of qi. The <Third Stage> requires four wires. Successively, until the practitioner absorbed 1,024 strands of qi and reached the <Tenth Stage>. Even though it seemed easy, it took a while for the practitioner to complete a circle and take the wire to his Dantian.

Usually, a practitioner with average talent would reach the first stage in one day. The second stage in two weeks. Considering that Tian Long reached that level in mere seconds, he would be considered a demonic genius if the world found out.

However, its evolution has not stopped ...

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

In less than two hours, he successfully reached <Fifth Stage>. Not that he couldn't keep evolving, but if he did, his base would be compromised. He then stopped cultivating.

He had also discovered something else. Not only that their meridians had been rebuilt, but they were also fortified, growing stronger and thicker in the process.

Leaving his small hut, he walked three hundred meters until he reached the city gate. As he did not have a property within the city, he and his parents lived in a small hut outside the city. Not that it was very safe, but it was better than living on the street. Fortunately, his parents had an herb garden, allowing them to sell and buy some food.

A good thing was that he had an overcoat that he inherited from his father. Even though it didn't help much, he put the hole in it and prevented curious people from looking at his Rinnegan.

Entering the city after a short line, he saw a commotion.

"I do not believe it! The Martial Heart Sect is in town. "

He heard some young men whisper in anticipation.

Martial Heart Sect. One of the strongest sects in this small country. Its leader was said to have reached the Legendary Kingdom of the <Gold Core>.

That was a good thing. If Tian Long (Aaron) joined this sect, he could gain a good place to cultivate, as well as martial arts and a library full of important information.

He then headed for the city center, where, theoretically, the test was about to take place. On his way, he saw that the city portrayed some of the medieval films he watched in films and books; with several street vendors, carts and slaves.

He soon arrived in the city center, disappearing in the city center.

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"Master ... what are we doing in this small town?"

This question was directed to an elder of the Martial Heart Sect.

For the young woman who asked that question, it made no sense that they were looking for disciples in such a weak and small city. After all, they were part of one of the strongest sects in this immense country, and, like it or not, there were thousands of other, much better cities.

"Tens of years ago, when the sect's ancestor died, he had two visions."

"Two visions?"

The confusion was evident in the beautiful face of the disciple of the Martial Heart Sect.

"Yes. One of the visions was the destruction of your sect. He predicted that a demon would wake up from the abyss of hell, with an army of millions of demons. This demon would then destroy many empires and sects, including ours ... "

Even though this story put a little fear and shock in her mind, she still didn't understand how this story answered her question. And the elder, seeing the doubt on his disciple's face, answered.

"The second vision was nothing less than the birth of a young man who would save our sect."

"A youngster?"

"Yes. The Ancestral said that this young man would be found in this city, 43 years after his death ... "

"And when have years gone by?"

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"... 43 years."