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The Rise of the Black Plain

Minos Stuart is a regular young nobleman with average abilities and limited prospects for his future. However, just as he was about to embark on his cultivation journey, he suffered a severe injury that left him on the brink of death! Nevertheless, a stroke of luck befalls Minos as a fragment of the soul from an ancient specialist recognizes him, giving him a chance of one in a billion. This opportunity will open up a new and exciting path for Minos, filled with risks and thrilling experiences, as he gathers the strength to keep a promise and pursue his own ambitions! *** Notice: This is a fantasy story and, as such, is not related to any fact of reality. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover; if its original creator wants me to take down or put credit, leave a message in any chapter, and I'll do it as soon as possible. https://discord.gg/4437dvvk9x

RVN_1998 · Fantasy
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2921 Chs

Entering the Seraphim World!

Without noticing the passage of time, Minos opened his eyes again, this time to a new level.

'Level 107.'

He clenched his fists, his muscles trembling with the amount of energy at his disposal. The weight of his body seemed lighter, while the sensation coming from his passive abilities was stronger than ever.

'It was easier than I thought... With each progress I make, the strengthening of my essence seems less 'cruel'.'

Cultivation could be painful. Improvement was also a form of torture. One often had to inflate one's soul in order to force negative parts out of one's body. The process itself could be addictive, but not that pleasant.

The feeling of growth was definitely incredible, and nothing could compete with that satisfaction. But during the cultivation process itself, one could even suffer a lot before reaching this important point.

But as Minos grew stronger, he felt that his progress became more... gentle?