The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 369

Chapter 369: Cultivation

Easier said than done, for Terrance was in the middle of feeling like shattering glass.

For the young guard, it was as if time splintered into sharp, pulsing fragments.

First came that core pulse that took him by surprise, a thudding that radiated from his torso and could’ve shaken his brain in ways he had no time figuring out right now.

Then the compression.

And that was terrifying, for when the surging energy pushed his meridians, he felt like they were being stretched to their limits. And that’s saying a lot when his pathways just expanded several times over earlier!

His skin tingled, faintly glowing, his veins pulsing like thin golden circuits.

He could hear his own ragged breathing, feel the vibration in his bones.

And then, suddenly, the shift.

His spiritual sea expanded, his channels adjusted, his body crackled as the overwhelming energy was absorbed, reshaped, and stabilized.

From the crowd’s perspective, they could feel the difference.

Terrance’s presence was changing, and it was changing right before their eyes. _{freёwebnovel.com}

His once familiar aura that had been reliably strong was now pressing outward, heavy and refined as it subtly warped the air around him.

Several people had to restrain their energies from flaring out, especially after the stern and frankly terrifying warning that was given earlier.

Even the weakest onlooker felt the shift, instinctively recognizing that a new threshold had been crossed.

And while time slowed down for Terrence, the people around him were different as time ticked by normally, enough for Kyle to return with whatever he could salvage from the elders.

This was apparently an advancement.

A real, genuine breakthrough.

And the adjutant, mindful to follow what he gleaned from the elders, could only nod his head towards his Captain.

When he confronted them, Kyle realized that this might be their first breakthrough in centuries, only to be told that Luca had actually broken through to the next stage just some time ago. And that what they felt before was what some breakthroughs could actually look like.

Then he tried asking them what to do, what to expect, and about the possible risks.

Surprisingly, the elders looked at each other and then at him, as if assessing him, before they began to speak.

"Ah, this one would be able to understand a bit." Nodded Elder Shen which was followed by the nodding skulls of the three other elders.

"Huh?"

"It’s alright. If there are a few things you suddenly couldn’t understand, know that they may come in time. Or if you want, Lord Luca could listen in for everyone else."

Okay.

And as if that didn’t sound ominous enough, the elders suddenly started talking about cultivation.

But for some unknown reason, there really were moments when it was like Kyle’s brain just slid over words, like water slipping over polished glass.

At first, the elders’ explanations came clean and clear.

"His core is compressing now," said Elder Shen. "That’s the pulse you feel. His meridians will strain, but because he’s been circulating his energy properly, the flow will help clear blockages."

Kyle nodded quickly. Okay, got it. He understood the energy circulation, this core compression, and how to stabilize meridians.

Technically, he wanted to initially start with just what the hell cultivation was as someone who likes to understand the entire situation, but this was an emergency and he couldn’t stand around for the lecture of the century.

So he asked about what to do and what not to do in this situation.

Elder Feng chimed in, "Tell the bystanders not to touch him or interrupt the flow. Let the energy settle on its own. Provide a pill only if the core collapses or the meridians rupture. But you’ll see obvious signs when that’s happening, like blood from the mouth or an obvious spiritual backlash."

He kept nodding, absorbing as much as he could, until the moment the elders’ words began to twist.

"And you see," Elder Shen began calmly, "breakthroughs like this, they’re not uncommon in other planes. In fact, higher realms experience them quite frequently. It’s simply that the local energy here seems insufficient compared to everywhere else—"

Kyle blinked.

Wait.

What?

The elder’s voice was still speaking, his mouth was moving, but Kyle could no longer hear the words—not properly. It was like they passed into a haze, twisting into soft ripples of sound, as if reality itself filtered the meaning away.

A faint ringing settled in Kyle’s head, and when he tried to push through, his thoughts snagged like fingers brushing static. He could see Elder Shen’s lips moving, Elder Wei and Elder Pao Xi nodding thoughtfully, Elder Feng gesturing—but the meaning slid past his understanding.

He opened his mouth. "I—sorry, could you repeat that part about why the energy here—"

But Elder Feng only smiled softly, eyes gentle. "That’s alright, young one. That’s as far as you can follow for now."

The elders exchanged knowing looks, interest evident in their gazes.

"It’s always fascinating, isn’t it?" murmured Elder Feng.

"Other planes flow freely with breakthroughs because they are fed by richer currents, by stronger tides of energy."

Kyle exhaled, a hint of frustration threading through his chest—because he knew, knew, that there was more they were saying, but more that he couldn’t actually hear.

Inhale.

Exhale.