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I Cultivate 10,000 Times Faster-Chapter 160: [158] Fiend Transformation Process
In the training chamber, Levi sat cross-legged on the Gladine stone. The metal sphere in the corner continued blocking all electronic signals, ensuring complete privacy.
He then closed his eyes and began circulating the Oceanic Soul Scripture his Astra Soul talent activated automatically.
Behind Levi, space suddenly rippled as the moisture in the air began to move.
The phantom image of a massive being began to materialize until it turned solid.
The phantom image was that of a massive amputee shark!
It was over five meters long, with its mouth filled with rows upon rows of teeth, each one the size of an adult male's hand.
At this moment, the phantom shark opened its massive jaws, and the temperature in the room dropped several degrees as it began to inhale.
Soace shook as Astra energy started to converge immediately and began flowing toward Levi.
The air trembled as the creature swallowed the energy greedily, and with each gulp, Levi felt the power flowing into his own cultivation base.
This was the difference between F-rank and B-rank Astra talent. Where his previous Water talent had absorbed energy at a lower rate, his new Devouring Goldfish absorbed energy like a greedy sponge.
Levi cultivated for about four hours before he stopped.
Then, without warning, a system notification appeared in his vision:
[9,999x Cultivation Multiplier Activated!]
Levi's eyes widened. He barely had time to brace himself before it hit.
The Astra energy he'd spent 4 hours accumulating suddenly multiplied. Not doubled, not tripled, but increased by a factor of nearly ten thousand.
The effect was instantaneous and overwhelming.
A massive surge of power exploded through Levi's body flooding every cell, every meridian, every channel simultaneously.
Pain.
His meridians were suddenly carrying ten thousand times more energy than they were designed to handle.
The smaller meridians ripped like balloons, unable to withstand the pressure. Blood vessels burst. Muscle fibers shredded. Even his bones developed hairline fractures from the internal pressure as power tried to force its way through channels that simply couldn't accommodate it.
But even as tissues tore and channels ruptured, something else activated. His regeneration kicked in as he healed.
Levi's body entered a cycle of destruction and reconstruction that happened so rapidly it was almost simultaneous.
His meridians, forced to tear and heal thousands of times in rapid succession, started developing scar tissue that was stronger than the original channels. His cultivation base, pushed far beyond its normal limits, began expanding to accommodate the massive influx of power.
The pain finally subsided because Levi's body was evolving to handle it.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity but was probably only a few minutes, the worst of it passed. Levi gasped for air, his entire body drenched in sweat, steam rising from his skin as excess heat radiated from his overtaxed system.
But there was a problem.
Even with his enhanced meridians and expanded cultivation base, Levi had reached the absolute ceiling of the Peak Genetic Soldier stage. His body had hit the fundamental biological limit of what this cultivation realm could contain.
The multiplied Astra energy was still flooding through him, but now it had nowhere to go. His cells couldn't absorb any more. His cultivation base was completely full.
If this continued, the excess energy would start leaking out of his body, wasted. Months worth of cultivation would just dissipate into the atmosphere, accomplishing nothing.
Levi raised his right hand, focusing on the purple tattoo wrapped around his index finger—the Ancient Taotie Ring. With a thought, he opened the connection between his body and the ring's internal space.
Then he began channeling the excess Astra energy directly into the ring's reservoir.
The energy flowed like a river finding a new course. Power that his body couldn't contain poured out through his meridians, through his hand, through the tattoo, and into the vast storage capacity of the Type V relic.
The ring absorbed it eagerly. One million units. Two million. Three million. The numbers climbed rapidly as the multiplied cultivation energy—refined, pure, and incredibly dense—filled the ring's Astra Energy Reservoir ability.
Four million units.
The flow finally stopped. The excess energy had been transferred, leaving Levi's body at exactly the maximum capacity he could handle without breaking through to the next realm.
Levi sat there for several long moments, breathing hard, processing what had just happened. Then a system notification appeared:
[Astra Energy successfully stored in Ancient Taotie Ring: 4,000,000 units]
[Ring Reservoir Capacity Remaining: 96,000,000 units]
Four million units of Astra energy. Levi stared at the notification, his mind racing through the implications.
That was the amount of energy that true Fiendgods cultivated with. Practitioners at the peak of mortal cultivation who could level cities and reshape landscapes. And he'd just stored that much power in a ring on his finger.
More importantly, he could access that energy at any time. It wasn't locked away or unusable—it was an external battery that he could draw upon during combat, supplementing his own reserves with power far beyond what his cultivation realm should allow.
In a fight, he could burn through his own Astra energy and then immediately tap into the ring's reserves, effectively giving him endurance that would seem impossible for a Peak Genetic Soldier.
But the fact remained: he was still a Peak Genetic Soldier. His cultivation hadn't advanced. His realm hadn't broken through. He was just a Peak Genetic Soldier with an absurdly large external power supply.
Levi stood as he rolled his shoulder. A resounding crisp crack echoed as his bones clenched and his muscles releasing sounds similar to bow stings being relaxed.
The cycle of damage and repair had tempered his meridians, making them larger and stinger than before. His muscles also felt denser and his overall physique improved even more.
If he could trigger that same multiplier every time he cultivates, then he would fill the ring in no time…
But first, he needed to solve his immediate problem. He'd reached the absolute peak of his current realm. No amount of additional cultivation would help until he broke through to the next stage.
Which meant he needed to figure out how to actually advance from Peak Genetic Soldier to Fiend Warrior realm.
Levi deactivated the metal sphere, allowing electronic signals to resume in the apartment. He cleaned himself up quickly—another cold shower to wash away the sweat and blood—and changed into fresh clothes. Black pants, dark gray shirt, practical boots.
Then he left the Elite Class estate, heading for the academy archives.
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The walk took about fifteen minutes. Levi moved through the academy grounds at a steady pace, not hurrying but not dawdling either. Students continued to give him wide berth, unconsciously moving out of his path as his suppressed killing intent made them uncomfortable.
The archive building was one of the older structures on campus—a massive stone edifice covered in preservation formations that protected the countless books, scrolls, and documents stored within. It looked like something that belonged in ancient times, all heavy architecture and imposing columns, deliberately designed to convey the weight of accumulated knowledge.
Levi pushed open the heavy wooden doors and stepped inside.
The interior was cooler than outside, temperature controlled to preserve delicate texts. Rows upon rows of shelves stretched in every direction, organized by subject and cultivation realm. The smell of old paper and preserved leather filled the air—not unpleasant, just distinctive.
A female librarian sat behind a desk near the entrance, middle-aged and sharp-eyed, her cultivation aura suggesting she was at least a Mid-level Fiend Warrior. She looked up as Levi approached, and he saw her eyes widen slightly as she sensed his killing intent. But she maintained professional composure, only a slight tightening around her mouth betraying her discomfort.
"Can I help you find something?" she asked, her voice steady.
"Books on breakthrough methods," Levi said directly. "Specifically, the process for advancing from Peak Genetic Soldier to Fiend Warrior realm."
The librarian's expression relaxed slightly—that was a completely reasonable request, especially from someone who was obviously at Peak Genetic Soldier level. "Second floor, west wing, shelf eight," she said. "You'll find several comprehensive texts on realm advancement. The most detailed one is a blue leather-bound book titled 'Foundations of Fiend Transformation.' I'd recommend starting with that."
"Thank you," Levi said.
He climbed the stairs to the second floor, his footsteps echoing in the quiet space. The west wing was less crowded than the ground floor, fewer students bothered researching this particular topic since most received direct instruction from academy teachers. But Levi had been imprisoned for six months. He'd missed whatever lessons covered this material.
Shelf eight. Levi scanned the spines until he found the blue leather-bound book the librarian had mentioned. He pulled it from the shelf and moved to a nearby reading table, settling into a chair.
The book was thick, maybe four hundred pages, and written in dense academic language. Levi opened it and began reading, his eyes moving quickly across the pages as he absorbed information.
The first few chapters covered basics he already knew: the three main stages of Genetic Soldier realm (Early, Mid, Peak), the general process of cultivation, the importance of establishing solid foundations. He skipped through these quickly until he reached chapter seven: "The Fiend Transformation Process."
Here, the text became much more detailed.
"The advancement from Peak Genetic Soldier to Fiend Warrior represents not merely an increase in power, but a fundamental transformation of the practitioner's very nature. Unlike simple cultivation breakthroughs that can be achieved through energy accumulation alone, this threshold requires external materials and carries significant risk of death or permanent damage."







