The sky above stretched wide and clear, a bright blue canvas untouched by chaos. On this quiet, uncharted mountain peak, Felix Mavis was deep in his research, studying the talismans and spiritual symbols he had carefully made. His brow was furrowed in focus as he took notes and adjusted his tools.
A month ago, Felix traveled to another mountain far from his usual home, Mystic Well Sanctum. He went to find new materials and inspiration for his work. The climb was tough, but he found many rare plants and energies that helped him create new ideas. While he was away, he made enough talismans to last a month for them to sell, so Rin could sell and manage them while he continued studying materials, plants, and researching for new talismans to craft. Felix wanted to improve his skills and make sure everything stayed in order even when he was away.
Seris stood silently beside him, her gaze distant yet sharp. She was in her peak-Stage Foundation Realm, her cultivation power radiating off her like a blazing sun. Her aura was so overwhelming it seemed to distort the very space around her, a testament to her strength—strength that could level mountains with a single thought. Yet, she remained calm, her expression composed but vigilant, eyes constantly scanning the wilderness beyond.
Her mind, however, was not entirely on Felix's research. She was watching, always watching. Her overprotectiveness for the young lord was instinctive—born from the countless dangers lurking outside these lands. She knew better than anyone that Felix's potential was enormous. It was her duty—her fierce, unwavering duty—to keep him safe.
"Young Lord," she finally said softly, her voice a resonant rumble like distant thunder, "are you certain this is the right place? No humans, no villages, no witnesses. It's perfect for testing your talismans, but the beasts here—"
"I've already considered that," Felix interrupted, looking up from his notes with a faint smile. "The mountain is quiet now, but I want to see how your strength can handle real threats. Besides, I need to understand the power of these beasts and their comparable strength."
Seris's gaze sharpened. "You underestimate the danger. Even here, powerful beasts roam. I will handle them if they approach too close."
Felix chuckled gently, brushing off her concern. "I trust you, Seris. But I want to see your full strength. This mountain is a testing ground—no human eyes, no interference. Just you and the beasts."
She hesitated, then nodded, her pride flickering in her eyes. "Very well. But I will not hold back if they threaten you."
Felix's eyes softened. "Thank you, Seris."
The sun reached its zenith, casting blazing rays over the mountain. Seris moved silently, her cultivation aura flaring as she stepped into the wilds. Her senses reached out, probing the surroundings—detecting faint movements, distant roars.
Suddenly, a disturbance rippled through the mountain's core. A ripple of spiritual energy so intense that even Felix, immersed in his research, looked up sharply.
"Seris," he called out, voice tense, "something's coming."
A beast's roar echoed through the valley—a deafening, guttural sound like thunderclap. Seris's eyes narrowed. She was already on the move, her figure a blur of crimson and gold as she sprinted toward the source.
Emerging from the thicket, a colossal beast appeared—its body as large as a mountain, covered in thick, armored scales that shimmered like molten metal. It had multiple heads, each with glowing crimson eyes that burned with ferocious intelligence. Its claws carved the earth as it charged forward, a destructive force capable of leveling entire forests.
Seris's gaze hardened. She didn't hesitate. With a roar that shook the mountain itself, she summoned her might.
In a blink, Seris's cultivation erupted forth in a radiant burst of energy—her aura soaring to the pinnacle of the Foundation Realm. Her entire being seemed to glow with an almost blinding light, the air around her thickening with spiritual pressure.
The beast lunged at her, jaws snapping like a steel trap. Seris moved with terrifying speed, a streak of crimson cutting through the air. Her hand shot out, a palm that radiated with divine energy—her Peak-Stage Foundation Realm strength on full display.
A single strike—her palm infused with her profound power—crashed into the beast's head. The impact was deafening, a shockwave rippling outward as if the mountain itself had taken a blow.
The beast was thrown back, staggering but not defeated. It roared, more furious now, and charged again, claws raking the air.
Seris's expression remained unyielding. Her pride as a peak-Stage Foundation cultivator surged within her. She knew her strength could obliterate this beast in an instant. Her cultivation realm was a realm of destruction—her power so immense that she could crush mountains like they were mere sand.
She countered swiftly, her hand glowing with a swirling vortex of spiritual energy. With a mighty shout, she unleashed a concentrated beam of energy—like a blade of light slicing through the air—directed at the beast.
The beam struck true, carving a deep wound into its armored hide. The beast howled in pain, but Seris wasn't finished. Her aura expanded further, releasing a shockwave that shattered nearby rocks and trees.
With a single stomp, she summoned her full might, an earth-shaking force that tore through the mountain's core. The beast was caught in the aftermath, thrown into chaos.
The mountain trembled violently as Seris's power erupted again. She raised her hand, fingers curling into a claw. Her spiritual energy coalesced into a massive, roaring storm—an apocalyptic tempest of destruction.
"Begone," she muttered coldly, her voice resonating with authority.
With a sweeping motion, the storm of spiritual energy exploded outward—an unstoppable cataclysm. The very ground cracked, rocks shattered like glass, and the air shimmered with the sheer force of her might.
The beast, caught in the maelstrom, was obliterated in a flash. A plume of dust and debris soared into the sky as the mountain itself seemed to shake with her fury.
Seris lowered her hand, breathing heavily but still radiating power. Her eyes swept over the battlefield—the remains of the beast smoldering, the earth scarred and broken.
Barely a moment had passed before a second challenger appeared, this one even more formidable—a beast of the Reality Realm same power as the Foundation Realm, its aura a terrifying mix of spiritual energy and primal fury.
This creature resembled a giant wolf with fur that shimmered like obsidian, eyes glowing with an unholy light. Its aura was oppressive, a dark cloud of death and chaos.
Seris's gaze sharpened further. She knew her strength was far more than enough to deal with such a beast, but she was also aware of her situation. Felix was still nearby—her young lord. She couldn't let this creature threaten him, nor could she allow it to escape and threaten others.
Without hesitation, she launched herself forward, her body a blur of crimson.
The wolf-like beast lunged, jaws snapping with deadly precision. Seris met its charge head-on, her fist colliding with its snout in a burst of spiritual energy. Her strength surged, and her body trembled with the raw power of the Foundation Realm.
The beast staggered back, but Seris pressed forward, unleashing a series of devastating strikes—palm, fist, elbow—each infused with her peak energy. Her movements were a blur of destruction, a dance of death.
In a final, decisive move, she summoned her full strength, her palm glowing with a radiant light. She struck the beast's chest with enough force to send it flying—skewering it into the mountain's rocky face. The impact shattered its body into fragments, and it howled in agony before finally collapsing into a smoldering heap.
Seris stood tall amidst the wreckage, her expression calm but fierce. Her power had no equal here—her strength was a tidal wave of destruction, capable of annihilating anything that dared challenge her.
As she surveyed the battlefield, Seris's mind brimmed with pride. Her cultivation at the peak of the Foundation Realm was a fortress—her strength so overwhelming that most Reality Realm beasts were like insects before her.
She looked toward the distant summit where Felix was standing, aware of the chaos she had wrought. Her heart swelled with both affection and a fierce sense of duty.