Novel & Cerita The Spiritual Man

James tilted his head in confusion. Delainey introduced him in detail, “A hundred years ago, he was an invincible martial artist who came up with Spiritual Art and Spiritual Palm. He was also known as the scourge of that generation. In our ancient books, it’s recorded that various amazing martial artists from all over the world gathered to take him down. However, most of them were no match for him. If his cultivation did not go awry resulting in his True Energy going haywire, he would not have lost.” “What is Spirit’s rank in the ancient books of Mount Thunder Sect?”

Please continue, I really would like to sleep before I go to work. “Having a spiritual wolf differs from having the spirit of a wolf by one thing, essence. Most wolves are born with the essence of a spirit and that essence is cultivated until they shift which means they will have the traits of that spirit. Not their power. The most powerful wolves can be born with the essence of the spirit but would be chosen by that very same spirit before shifting. Then the spirit and its powers will manifest with the wolf and host of that body basically being reincarnated.” She explained and I tried to follow.

Sebastian said with a smile. The old man cackled before he said, "How young and innocent you are! You must not understand the concept of anyone being better than you!" "Don't worry," he continued, "I'll teach you what a real martial artist is supposed to be like!" After that, the old man hobbled over to Sebastian, but with every step he took, his spiritual energy increased exponentially. With his final step, the pavement beneath him had already shattered into dust from the sheer force of his spiritual energy.

Her last words gripped my attention. "Yes. I've kept this to myself for too long. Since you won’t come with me, I have no choice but to tell you. The man of God said you need deliverance from your spiritual wife. She’s the one causing my miscarriages." "Oh no," I said, my brows furrowing. "And you believe him?" "Why wouldn’t I? You’re afraid to face the truth because you enjoy the company of your spiritual wife!" I let out a bitter chuckle. "Where was this so-called spiritual wife when you conceived years ago?"

He gave his message swiftly like a fleeing deer escaping from its predator. . . . . . A man who chases his shadow should be prepared to embark on an endless journey. It is in the hut of a coward we stand to see the ruins of a brave man but also remember that it is in the hut of a brave man we stand to see the failure of a coward. A man who invites trouble should be ready to embrace it when it comes looking for shelter. It is the size of a man's stomach that determines the best palm wine drinker. A boy who pierces his friend with the edge of a broomstick should be ready to pierce it on Mother earth or bear the risk of bringing calamity on his friend's head. It is the home of a dead grasscutte

This was something else. “Me?” The man smiled. “I am Ra, the spirit that guides the passageway. You will be the first to get past me since this place was formed. Go ahead, for your intentions are pure even though you might not survive what lies ahead because you are not ready… then again, love is involved. Whenever it is involved, certainties becomes unknown.”

The 11 cultivation realm concise of [Spirits Disciple], [Spirits Warrior], [Spirits Commander], [Spirits King], [Spirits Emperor], [Spirits Ascension], [Celestial], [Half Immortal], [False Immortal] and [Immortal]. Return to the present time, The boy fighting with a man, both are holding training spear. At first, the man uses his power and experience to overwhelm the boy but as time passed, every move that man use has been perfectly countered by a boy, and he even need to retreat because the pressing moves from the boy that come from the different angle that hard to defense against let alone counter. This fight is devoid of all spiritual qi they didn’t use any of it until… “Haha! Gotcha!” Th

EPILOGUE THE SLUMBERING MAN awakens as he feels something enter him, penetrate his person. It violates him, takes his flesh in unbearable manners. He cries out horribly in the darkness as it works its way inside him, undoing everything, breaking him. Dooming him. I MUST HAVE THIS VESSEL, he hears its voice thunder in his ears, nearly splitting his skull in two. Vessel, the man thinks, not comprehending. Vessel? BODY.

"Wisdom what are we going to do at this dilemma?" Mikel whose soul is already out of him whispered to Wisdom Do you know what I mean by his soul is out of his body? It means that he has already believed that right now he is dead, just his corpse is still present. The question he asked Wisdom left Wisdom in silent. Because to be positive, there is no smartness or intelligence, not even the best wisdom in the world can lead them out of this place.

“Uhm sir, may I ask who you are?” “Me? I am the pet registrar.” I furrowed my brows. Then who was that man earlier? As if reading my mind the old man gave me the answer for my questions. “The man you just met, he was wearing a scholars hat right? He came out of nowhere and left when the lampposts flickered, am I right?” I stepped back and my eyes widened. How did he know that? That was exactly what happened. “I myself do not exactly know who he is, but he has been here for a long time, every master and pet he has registered soared great heights. In the Academe we call him, the Spirit Guardian.”