Lyra looked up from the information window floating before her and turned toward Kael. Her fingers tightened slightly around the Staff of Unmaking before a small smile appeared on her face.
"Thank you."
Kael waved a hand dismissively.
"It’s nothing."
Lyra shook her head but didn’t argue. Instead, she carefully stored both items away. She didn’t try to refuse them, nor did she insist that he keep them for himself.
Why would she?
At the end of the day, they were siblings. They only had each other.
Their mother was still lying unconscious in a hospital bed, and for years it had been just the two of them supporting one another however they could. If the situation were reversed and she had sothing that could help Kael, she wouldn’t hesitate for a second to hand it over.
So why reject sothing given out of genuine goodwill?
The thought made her glance at him again.
Over the past few days, she had been hesitant whenever Kael spent money on her. Not because she didn’t want to accept anything from him, but because she was scared.
After all, his sudden wealth was strange. Far too strange if she was being honest.
One day he had been lazing around in his room, spending his days playing video gas and avoiding the outside world. Then the next, he was casually handing her a million credits and now equipnt that most awakened could only dream of obtaining.
None of it made sense.
She had thought about asking him more than once. Thought about sitting him down and demanding a proper explanation. But every ti she considered it, she eventually gave up on the idea.
There were things she didn’t understand.
But she trusted him.
And for now, that was enough.
One day, when she beca strong enough, she would repay everything he had done for her.
If Kael knew what she was thinking, he would have flicked her forehead imdiately.
Repay him?
The very thought was ridiculous.
In his eyes, he was the one who owed her.
Nothing he could ever do would truly repay everything Lyra had done over the years.
When he had pushed people away and isolated himself from the world. When he had beco little more than a shell stumbling through life.
Lyra had remained.
She had endured his worst monts without complaint.
Compared to that, what were a few items?
Nothing.
The conversation gradually drifted away from equipnt and skills after that.
The two siblings spent the next hour talking about random things. School stories. Neighbors. Local gossip. Funny things that had happened during the past few weeks.
The longer they talked, the more Kael found himself listening.
At so point, a strange feeling settled in his chest.
Regret.
There was so much he didn’t know.
Stories Lyra casually ntioned that he was hearing for the first ti. Friends he didn’t know she had made. Problems she had dealt with alone.
Entire pieces of her life had happened while he remained trapped inside his own grief.
Looking back now, Kael couldn’t help but feel ashad.
He had truly been a terrible brother.
The realization lingered in his mind long after the conversation ended.
Eventually the night grew late.
After exchanging goodnights, Lyra retired to her room while Kael headed toward his own.
The door clicked shut behind him.
Silence returned.
For a mont, Kael simply sat on the edge of his bed.
Moonlight slipped through the curtains, painting pale streaks across the floor. The city outside had already begun to quiet down, leaving only the occasional distant sound of traffic drifting through the window.
Normally, this would be the part where he went to sleep.
Tonight was different.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"It’s ti."
Earlier that day, as he sifted through the broken remnants of Varek’s mories, searching for anything useful, Kael had stumbled upon sothing that imdiately caught his attention.
A body-tempering technique.
Not just any body-tempering technique either.
The Primordial Genesis Sutra.
Even recalling the na caused a spark of excitent to appear within him.
According to Varek’s mories, the technique had been discovered entirely by chance. Its creator was unknown. Its origins were unknown. Even Varek himself had never managed to uncover where it truly ca from.
The only thing he knew was that it was absurdly powerful.
Powerful enough that Varek had seriously considered abandoning his own cultivation path just to cultivate it.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t.
The Primordial Genesis Sutra could only be cultivated while one remained within the Mortal Realm.
By the ti Varek discovered it, he had already advanced far beyond that stage.
Abandoning centuries of cultivation wasn’t sothing he could bring himself to do.
Eventually he gave up.
But Kael didn’t have that problem.
The cultivation system of Varek’s world was vastly different from Earth’s Awakener system. Instead of levels and classes, cultivators manipulated mana directly and refined themselves through various realms.
Unfortunately, most of Varek’s mories remained fragnted. Kael only possessed scattered pieces of information.
Even so, from what little he had managed to piece together, he estimated that his current strength was probably equivalent to a Mortal Realm expert.
Which ant there was a chance.
A very real chance.
He could cultivate it.
Taking a deep breath, Kael ntally reviewed the information.
The Primordial Genesis Sutra was divided into five major forms.
The Planetary Form.
The Stellar Form.
The Solar Form.
The Galactic Form.
And finally, the Universal Form.
Unfortunately, the technique wasn’t complete.
The information Varek possessed only covered cultivation thods from the Planetary Form up to the second stage of the Stellar Form. Everything beyond that was missing.
Even so, what remained was enough to leave Kael speechless.
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[AN_ Here are so missions for readers to accomplish.
For every 100 Golden Tickets, a bonus Chapter is rewarded.
For every 500 power stones, two bonus Chapter is rewarded.
For every super gift (magic castle, spacecraft, golden gachapon), three bonus Chapters are rewarded.
Bonus Chapter would be released within a week ti.]
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