Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Cultivator's Revenge: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Mireya watching the fight from a distance, held her breath, her hands gripping the safety railing so tightly her knuckles were white. Beside her, Alesia covered her mouth in horror. They watched as the blood-red aura around Gavin Bramasta exploded into a terrifying inferno."Ray, be careful!" Mireya shouted, her voice nearly lost in the night wind. "His energy is unstable!"In the center of the square, Rayden could feel the wave of heat radiating from Gavin's body. His opponent's power was no longer just strong; it was feral and unpredictable, like a wild beast that had broken its final chain.Gavin no longer screamed. His red eyes were now empty of all emotion save for a pure, singular killing intent. In an instant, his figure vanished from where he stood. It was not ordinary speed. He was tearing through the air itself.Rayden, who had been a step ahead the entire time, now felt his danger instincts scream. He crossed his arms before his chest just as Gavin's figure reappeared in fr

As Rayden reappeared in his subterranean base, a profound silence greeted him.Mireya and Alesia, who had been waiting with bated breath, immediately stood up. Their eyes were fixed on the figure of Rayden as he walked out of the shadows. He was no longer gravely wounded as he had been after the fight with the Altair Grandmasters, but the aura from his final duel with Gavin still clung to him, a cold air of finality and undeniable authority.Mireya was the first to approach, her face pale but her eyes shining with a mixture of relief, awe, and a sliver of fear."The entire city is talking about you," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "They don't know whether to be afraid of you or grateful to you."Rayden just gave a short nod, as if the entire city's reaction was no more important than a speck of dust on his shoulder. "Their feelings are irrelevant," he answered flatly. "What matters is that they are no longer in the way. The Bramastas are finished."He walked past them, headi

With hands that trembled so violently that his messy signature on the paper was almost unrecognizable as his own name, Mr. Hardiman pushed the stack of documents back across the gleaming mahogany desk. His face, usually ruddy from an excess of expensive wine, was now as pale as a corpse."I-It's… it's done," he stammered, his eyes wide with terror at the calm figure before him. "Now get out of my house!"Rayden took the documents. He scanned them briefly with the gaze of a notary, ensuring every signature and seal was where it should be. He gave a satisfied nod, not to Hardiman, but to himself. Without another word, he turned.He didn't walk toward the door. He strolled casually toward the giant glass window that showcased the nightscape of Malora City. With a movement so light it seemed to defy gravity, he unlocked the window, stepped out onto the balcony, and vanished into the thick darkness, as if he were a part of the night wind itself.Behind him, Hardiman Wijoyo, one of the most

Rayden wiped a trickle of blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, his sharp gaze fixed on Kara, who was still panting on the mattress. Cold sweat beaded on the woman's temples, but her eyes, usually as calm as a lake, were now filled with the horror of a new realization."Yes," Rayden answered, his voice slightly weary but still firm, confirming Kara's greatest fear. "The seal's energy has a will of its own. It's like a wounded, feral beast. And now that its cage is broken, the remnants of that wild energy will rampage and try to destroy whatever is left inside your body. We have to move fast."He walked to a small table where he had placed several ingredients he had taken from the Moyes family's warehouse. There was a silvery root that looked like a braid of a thousand threads, and a jade jar containing a thick, green ointment that radiated a potent aroma of life."Thousand-Link Root and Growth Jade Ointment," Rayden murmured, remembering the teachings of his dru

In the main room of the now-livelier subterranean base, Alesia Hayes was furiously channel-surfing with the remote.News of a new fashion launch, a celebrity scandal, political turmoil—it all felt so distant and meaningless. She let out a long sigh and threw a velvet sofa cushion across the room in frustration."I'm going to go mad if I just sit around like this!" she complained to Mireya, who was sitting across the room reviewing some documents.Mireya looked up, a thin, sympathetic smile on her face. "Just be a little more patient, Alesia. It's still not safe for you out there.""I know!" Alesia retorted, throwing herself dramatically onto the sofa. "And I'm grateful to Rayden. Truly. He saved my life. But after being locked in a golden cage in Zoho, I now feel like I'm locked in a safe stone cage in Malora. I'm not a porcelain doll for display, Mireya. I need to do something!"Her restlessness was not without reason. For the past few days, she had watched Rayden and Mireya work non