Spirit Cultivation Novels & Stories

Wilbur sensed that the zombie before him was different and could not help but remember the types of zombies he had encountered in the past. Spirit enchantment, like its name, was the process of forcing spiritual energy into a zombie's body through a source to increase its fighting powers. The biggest specialty of this evil sorcery spell was that it gave the zombie an endless source of spiritual energy to take the opponent down, waiting for a crack to appear for the zombie's controller to land the fatal move. This was a useful battle plan against cultivators below Sanctuary level but was hardly anything to someone like Wilbur. Cultivators of Sanctuary level and above were able to regain their

When we got home, there was Euri, who was enraged when she spotted Kazuo. I could see she was enraged. I can see the flames erupting from her translucent body. This is a furious Demon! "What is this? Why is there a Ghost hanging around you!?" She exclaimed, actually— She isn't upset that Kazuo is hovering around me. She's undoubtedly upset because I failed to keep my promise to her. I understand how concerned she was; conversing with other spirits is a foolish thing to do. I clapped both of my palms, forcibly smiling against each other.

While the specifics of spiritism can vary depending on the tradition or culture in which it is practiced, there are certain common elements that are typically involved. One of the key aspects of spiritism is the use of a dead body as a focus for the spell. In order to perform a spiritisic spell, the practitioner typically needs access to a corpse, either fresh or preserved and the warriors body was a bit fresh which was good, the spell will be able to work. The body is used as a vessel through which the practitioner can communicate with the deceased, gain insight into their life or death, or even control their actions.

Elaine—who was beside Selena—cast her a faint yet gentle smile, then she explained in a casual tone, “Sister Selena, everything on this earth has spirit, including trees, grasses, and so on. If the living things grow in a place where the spiritual energy is dense and rich, and is nourished by the spiritual energy for a very long time, these grasses or whatever will become spirited. They will start to absorb the spiritual energy around them.” Selena nodded with confusion plastered on his face. “Everyone is really happy about this spirited grass. What does it do though? Are its benefit truly amazing?”

Actually he is doing that, he is actually doing things with the mixture of physics and chemistry. After giving a long look to my body and me, he went away..!! I'm in a haze now, how can be this man doing things like this. Maybe I'll die due to his instincts. Damn I can't understand his instincts. ******

" A chill ran down my spine. I finally understood why the women who were sent to the divine tree always returned to the village in a daze. They didn't participate in a ceremony that was meant to appease a god. Instead, they were sexually assaulted by this gang of beasts! I struggled wildly, but the concoction had stripped me of my strength. My resistance was basically nonexistent to them. "Get away from me!" Isaac grabbed my chin with his callused hand. He licked his chapped lips before saying, "Drop the act. You've been looking forward to this, haven't you? You were moving so enthusiastically in the hall earlier. No one will believe you even if you pretend to be chaste now."

After thoroughly refining the Heavenly Cauldron, Severin took out dozens of precious spiritual herbs from the cauldron. He tried to refine the Purple Viningspirit Pill, a seventh-grade alchemical pill. This pill had the effect of repairing the soul and nourishing the primal spirit. It had a particularly miraculous effect on cultivators in the paragon realm. For those in the supreme saint realm, it was undoubtedly an extremely precious alchemical pill since it could transform one's primal spirit to solar spirit.

Aeliana, Beta Ceasor's mate, added. “Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking in parables. Talking of the Spirit world, nobody can see a spirit. Only a spirit can see another spirit, so in the war coming, Spirits will have to borrow a human body, and that Spirit will strive to use the body of one of us. That will be of great help to their world. Suspecting that one of us is a spirit will be rare, and through that, we will be betrayed, and the Pack will be destroyed.” Carissa explained, and they all nodded in understanding. “So how do we recognize a spirit? Can it be in person?” That was a dumb question to ask, by the way. Aeliana thought to herself, even though she had already asked. She was just

Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to Y ou for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab." 

"It was just that she should be buried according to the customs of her people." Tears sway from the corners of Orchid's eyes and then fall down her cheeks, mixing with the drops of water from the falls. "Poor Sara," she sighs. "Don't be sad," I tell her. "Your friend isn't gone. Nobody's really gone, just like nobody's really here. She's just returned to her place in the Source. See…" With the knuckle of my fingers, I catch a drop of tear on her chin. “We say that a spirit is like a drop of water from a wave in the sea. For a while, he separates himself and believes he is an individual. For an instant it will glisten in the sun, but eventually it will fall. That's not a bad thing. It is good