Surviving The Beast World With My 'Sassy' System-Chapter 47: Condensed Primal Energy

The cave widened after the bend, opening into a natural chamber illuminated by faint, bluish light seeping from the stone walls themselves. At the center of the chamber stood a jagged rock pedestal, and upon it rested a cluster of crystalline growths—translucent, pale gold, pulsing softly like a living thing.

Lavayla’s eyes widened.

Mirek stopped before the pedestal, staring at the crystals with a sharp, assessing gaze. "So that’s what it was guarding," he muttered.

Lavayla glanced at him. "You know what this is?"

"No," Mirek replied honestly. "But I can feel it. There’s a lot of energy in it—and it’s very pure."

She studied him for a moment before asking, "You can feel the energy? What kind of energy is it?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"The kind that strengthens Beastmen and beasts alike," he said, eyes never leaving the crystals. "Raw. Undiluted."

Without hesitation, Lavayla called out inwardly, ’Nessa? What is this? Is it a type of plant?’

’It’s not a plant,’ Nessa answered promptly, her tone shifting into something closer to reverence. ’It’s a projection of condensed primal essence.’

Lavayla blinked. ’...Come again?’

’The crystalline formation you’re seeing is the physical manifestation of ambient primal energy that has accumulated over a very long period of time,’ Nessa explained. ’Normally, this energy disperses naturally into the environment. But here, something—likely the territorial beast—anchored it in place, allowing it to condense and crystallize.’

Lavayla’s gaze snapped back to the softly pulsing cluster atop the pedestal.

’So it’s basically... energy solidified over a period of time?’

’Yes, Host,’ Nessa confirmed brightly. ’In simpler terms, it is a natural energy node. Extremely rare. Extremely valuable.’

Lavayla turned to the Beastman and spoke, "You are right because it’s a condensed ambient primal energy that has been formed naturally through decades."

Mirek nodded slightly, staring at the growth as he felt a trickle of refreshing energy enter his body. "Primal ambient energy has never been seen before in these lands. You seem to know a lot about it."

She stiffened for half a second before relaxing. "Yes, I guess it has something to do with where I come from though I can’t remember much about it."

His eyes flicked to her, then back to the crystals. "So this thing," he said slowly, "has been feeding that beast for years. Maybe decades. That’s why it was able to create a veil even I couldn’t see through it at first."

Lavayla suddenly thought of something. ’Nessa... what happens if someone absorbs it?’

There was a brief pause.

’If a beast or beastman absorbs it directly,’ Nessa said, ’their physical limits would increase significantly—strength, speed, healing, and possibly even tier advancement. For humans—" she hesitated, then added carefully, "—direct absorption is not advised without a stabilizing medium. And this particular energy in front of you is too dense, it might blow you apart.’

Lavayla stared at the crystals, then hearing Nessa’s last words, she wanted to roll her eyes. Why the hell would she want to absorb otherworldly energy that has been accumulating for decades?

Beside her, Mirek straightened slightly, his expression sharpening with decision. "This shouldn’t stay here," he said. "If another beast finds it, or another tribe—there would be bloodshed."

She looked up at him. "Bloodshed?"

"Yes," Mirek replied. "Normally, Beastmen fight over territory, prey, or old grudges—small conflicts." His gaze returned to the softly glowing crystals, "But this..." His voice dropped. "If anyone finds it and knows what it is, tribes would slaughter each other for it."

Lavayla’s brows drew together at his words. "So what do we do?"

Mirek shrugged. "One is to absorb it but that’s impossible. Two, if it were only my decision, I’d destroy it." His eyes flicked briefly to her, then back to the crystal. "But I don’t know if that’s possible without triggering a backlash strong enough to collapse this cave."

Lavayla blinked once, caught off guard by his words, "Destroy it? Why would you destroy it? What about absorbing it? You should do that instead."

He turned fully toward her, "You say that too easily." Then he shook his head. "If I could, I would. I can’t because it’s not possible."

He gestured toward the crystal, fingers curling slightly. "The energy density is unstable. Absorbing it all at once would tear through my core before my body could adapt." His gaze darkened. "Even the beast that guarded this place didn’t dare take it directly. It siphoned fragments over the years but only got a little out of it."

He fell silent for a moment, then added more quietly, "And even if I were willing to risk it—I don’t know the method for absorbing condensed ambient energy safely."

Lavayla’s frown deepened. She stepped closer to the pedestal, eyes narrowing as if she were mapping the structure of the crystalline formation itself.

’Nessa,’ she asked internally, voice tight, ’do you know how he can absorb it?’

’Of course host~ here is where I come in~!’ Nessa replied. ’First—yes, he cannot absorb it all at once. But he can safely absorb up to one quarter per day, provided the circulation and stabilization are correct. Second, there is a proper guide for absorbing condensed ambient primal energy.’

Lavayla’s pulse quickened. ’You have it?’

’Of course~!’ Nessa chirped. ’However, this knowledge is extremely rare in this region. It is considered foundational cultivation knowledge among the developed beast tribes beyond the Great Peak—but here?’ She hummed. ’There are barely any high-tier beast warriors at all, let alone ones capable of controlled ambient cultivation.’

Lavayla already felt the hit coming.

’To unlock the guide, the cost is 10,000 points, Host~’

Her lips pressed together. ’Ten thousand? ’That’s ridiculous. I haven’t even spent that much on myself. Besides, that’s too much for something you said was just foundational knowledge for other beastmen.’

’Host, not other beastmen but powerful ones that live in places as far as the distance between countries!’ Nessa replied indignantly. ’Besides, the reason it is expensive is that the guide permanently integrates directly into your mind as complete comprehension—as if you’ve always known it!’

Lavayla’s gaze slid back to Mirek—to the blood streaking his skin, to the faint tension in his stance, to the way he still positioned himself half between her and the cave entrance without seeming to notice.

She exhaled slowly.

’Fine,’ she said. ’Buy it. I’ll consider this repayment for saving my life.’

’Purchased~’

The moment the confirmation sounded, a dense wave of information poured into her mind—not painful, but heavy. Circulation routes. Breath control. Absorption thresholds. Stabilization anchors. Fail states. Recovery methods. The knowledge settled with unsettling completeness, as if it had always been there.

Lavayla steadied herself, then looked up.

"What if you can absorb it? Not all at once—only a quarter per day and there’s a controlled method that prevents your core from getting damaged."

His eyes locked onto hers instantly, suspicion and focus colliding. "How do you know that?"

She met his gaze without hesitation.

"Because I know the method."

He turned fully toward her, "You know the method?" His brows drew together. "Why would you tell me?"

Lavayla blinked, genuinely taken aback by the question. "Because it would be a waste if it gets destroyed. Because it will bring immense benefit to you if you absorb it. And because you saved me, I want to use it to repay you." She tilted her head slightly. "Is that not reason enough?"

"You don’t need to repay me," Mirek said flatly. "And if you tell me, you gain nothing from it."

"Well," she replied without missing a beat, "as you said—if I could absorb it, I would. But I can’t, because I’d get blown apart." She shrugged lightly. "So it’s useless to me. I accept that. But letting something like this go to waste? That’s something I can’t accept."

She paused, then added more firmly, "And I don’t like owing people."

Her words came out in one steady rush, and when she finished, she had to exhale.

Before he could respond, she stepped backward, creating space between them, lifting a hand slightly as if to halt him.

"Alright," she said, already shifting into instruction mode. "Let’s start."

Mirek watched her, silent, eyes unreadable.

"You should remain standing," Lavayla continued. "Feet shoulder-width apart. Relax your shoulders. First, you need to exhale fully—push all the air out. Then inhale slowly through your nose. Do it three times. Deep. Controlled."

He hesitated for only a heartbeat before following her words. His chest rose and fell, breath steadying as the air around them seemed to respond, the faint glow of the crystals pulsing subtly brighter with each inhale.

"Good," Lavayla said quietly, watching him closely. "Now, don’t reach for the energy. Let it come to you."

His brow furrowed. "That goes against instinct."

"I know," she replied. "Ignore it. If you pull, it will tear. If you open, it will flow."

She gestured toward the crystal cluster. "Focus on the space just below your sternum—your core. Imagine it as an empty vessel, not a flame. Don’t ignite it. Anchor it."

Mirek closed his eyes.

The chamber grew still.

"Now," Lavayla continued, voice calm but precise, "on your next inhale, allow only a thin thread of the energy to enter. Not more than that. If you feel pressure, stop immediately. If you feel a heat spike, cut the flow."

A faint tremor ran through him as the first filament of pale-gold light peeled away from the crystal and drifted toward his chest, dissolving into his skin like mist absorbed by water.