The mountains were silent, save for the whispering wind and the distant cries of birds.Mo Tianxue had settled into a routine. Day after day, he trained his body and refined his Abyssal Qi.Each morning, the cold mountain air bit at his skin, but he welcomed the pain—it reminded him that he was alive.
He moved through the forest with precision, leaping over rocks and roots, the red glow of his Abyssal Qi faintly emanating with every movement.Even the smallest twitch of a branch, every fallen leaf, became a test of his senses and control.
Tianxue spent hours meditating near the cliffs, letting his Qi flow freely.The Abyssal Qi surged and recoiled within him, as though testing his resolve.
"I must master this power… every movement, every breath must refine me.Only then will I be strong enough to rebuild the Crimson Abyss."
One morning, after a long meditation, he noticed a peculiar plant nestled between two rocks.Its petals shimmered in an unnatural hue, black with veins of deep crimson.A faint aura emanated from it—a dangerous, yet alluring energy.
"What is this…?"Tianxue crouched, sensing the Qi within the plant.It was venomous, not just in body but in spirit.Only the bravest cultivators would dare to absorb it.
Curiosity and ambition stirred in him.
"If I can control this, my Abyssal Qi will grow beyond anything I've felt before."
He extended his hand, letting the aura of the plant seep into his palm.The moment it touched his skin, pain erupted through every vein, sharp and intoxicating.But Tianxue did not falter. Instead, he let the Qi of the plant mingle with his own, guiding it carefully, controlling its poison with the mastery of his will.
The glow around his body intensified, red and black threads of energy intertwining.Every muscle, every sinew quivered with the surge of power.The poisonous essence fused into his Abyssal Qi, enhancing it, sharpening his senses, and awakening new depths of strength.
He staggered, then fell to one knee, sweat and blood mixing on the rocky ground.The mountain wind roared, as if acknowledging his courage.
"Yes… this is perfect.With every challenge, every pain, I grow stronger."
Days passed, and Tianxue repeated the ritual—training, meditating, absorbing the essence of the poisonous plant.His control over Abyssal Qi became near absolute.The once flickering ember of his power now burned like a blazing inferno.
Finally, after countless days, he felt a surge unlike any before.
"I… I have mastered the first level.Abyssal Qi Master – Advanced… complete."
He stood atop the mountain cliff, looking down at the valley below.The Blood Moon hung in the sky, its light now pale compared to the crimson fire within him.
"This is only the beginning… the Crimson Abyss will rise, and no force in Murim can stop it."
The poisonous plant, now withered and lifeless, lay at his feet.But its power remained, absorbed and perfected within Tianxue's body.He flexed his fingers, feeling every pulse of energy, every thread of dark power.The mountains echoed with the silent roar of the newly awakened master.
"Three months… no distractions, no enemies, only training.By then, I will rise to the next stage, and the world will feel the Crimson Abyss anew."
And with that vow, Tianxue descended deeper into meditation, letting his Qi flow, sharpening himself for the challenges that awaited beyond the mountains.