The Cultivation Multiverse (New)

Steadily zooming out of Earth 001, into the galaxy, and continuing into the vast and expansive universe, one would see the ethereal essence comprising the universe. Then continuing out of the universal ethereal essence, one is introduced into the multiverse, presented as countless blue bubbles, each magical blue bubble representing a multiverse and containing uncountable glints of universes, universe groups, and super groups within.

Zooming out of the vast and boundless collections of multiverses, an intricate pattern of multiverses interconnected by the abstract essence of Time, Reality, Laws, and Principles emerges. This is the Metaverse, a verse transcending the multiverse and everything below it.

Now, slowly diving into the infinite threads of concepts, realities, laws, and principles of the Metaverse, continuing into the endless bubbles of multiverses, we can easily shift onto a particular multiverse coated with gold and crimson red energy. The limitless energy coating the multiverse supplied it endlessly as it bulged and pulsated like a consciousness.

This very multiverse was the Cultivation Multiverse, a verse containing the universes of every cultivation story known in fiction and reality.

Now, zoom out of the Cultivation Multiverse and back to the Metaverse, then continue to zoom out, times infinity. After a forever of passively zooming out and passing infinite verses beyond the Metaverse, one would find all these verses contained within an Omniverse, a verse beyond infinity, human imagination, and calculation.

But the noticeable strange thing was that there were countless other Omniverses in the vicinity of the Omniverse, and what was even strange was that despite the omniverses being enshrouded in the vacuum of blank nothingness, beyond the nothingness resembled the godly interior of a chamber of a particular being's domain.

Suddenly, an enormous hand emerged from beyond the nothingness enshrouding the omniverses, making the omniverses resembling glints compared to the hand.

Zooming out from the hand and onto the entire scene, Patrick stood in a chamber within his Infinite Realm, the omniverses rested on his palm. The glints of omniverses then levitated from his palm as they floated within the chamber. Then, with a finger gesture, one of the glints magnified countless times continuously as it paused on the Cultivation Multiverse.

With a swipe, spinning the Cultivation Multiverse, Patrick walked through and past the multiverse as he ordered, "Grace, accumulate the strongest characters from every cultivation timeline and reality, grant them realistic competence, and release them of any limitations placed upon them by fiction, reality, or their authors. Also, make every character realistic and non-NPC."

"As you desire, Master."

"...," Patrick walked towards an open balcony.

He wore a black robe as he walked legs-striding, his robe swinging past the unlimited glints of omniverses within the chamber. Standing on the balcony with hands in his robe, Patrick closed his eyes, refreshing himself with the endless Omni energy within the Infinite Realm. He opened his eyes and saw the never-ending Infinite Realm, which contained uncountable glints of omniverses, and countless verses beyond that.

Suddenly, Athena's hand wrapped around Patrick from behind, she wore a long white see-through lingerie. Standing beside Patrick and leaning on his right hand, she stared into the vast Infinite Realm as she said, "I have always thought of realms higher than Olympus, and even the Elden Realm, but this, this is beyond anything I had ever imagined, Trick."

"…, realms and domains are merely concepts, for existences like us, they mean nothing. Anyways, slept well?" Patrick asked as he kissed Athena's head.

"I'm in heaven, how could I not sleep well?" She replied with a smile.

"It's only heaven when you are in it..., Grace?"

"All is done, Master. Every character from fiction and reality, labeled as the strongest and relates to the principle of cultivation, has been accumulated in one Multiversal Reality."

"Good, the Cultivation Multiverse arc this time should be amusing."

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Within the magnified Cultivation Multiverse in the chamber, zoom into a random universe. This random cultivation universe, like countless others, is a world where beings use various techniques and methods, not scientific, to raise their powers and realms of cultivation; these techniques act as mediators to absorb the divine energy supplied by the Multiverse into the Universes, and finally onto the planets and worlds.

The more divine energy one accumulates and absorbs, the stronger one becomes. Depending on the technique or cultivation method, some can accumulate divine and uncorrupted cultivation energy faster and more effectively than others.

Included are other factors like bloodlines, bone or body constitution, mental fortitude and prowess like the reincarnated souls, background, and luck. Some are blessed with none, while others have it all. But regardless of these factors, the goal of attaining the ultimate realm of cultivation remains a fact for every cultivator, at least the ambitious ones.

There are countless cultivation worlds, timelines, dimensions, characters, and powerful entities with unknown identities and capabilities. But what makes the Cultivation Universes more intriguing is its realms and domains. The weak and mundane humans and cultivators live in the lower or lesser realms, while the powerful and God-like entities live in higher realms.

Talent in this world is everything, as it is a core pillar for every cultivator. The more talent you have for understanding techniques and concepts, the faster you grow. Even if you give a mortal the most profound and heavenly cultivation books, it will be just as useless as giving a hunter a fishing hook, or a gun to a newborn.

In cultivation, life spans depend on their cultivated realm bases, the higher one's cultivation base is, the longer one gets to live. Some even ascend the threshold of immortals as they have millions and billions of life spans.

Diverting onto a random planet ten times the size of Earth 001,

In the Eastern continent of this massive planet, at an unknown location within a mountainous region, a huge palm, constructed purely of energy, descended from the skies, and crashed onto a fighting crowd of over ten thousand people. A loud explosion occurred, causing a shockwave that immediately demolished two nearby mountains.

The fighting crowd below erupted in chaos as the survivors of the gigantic palm attack fled from the crumbling mountains. But among the fleeing crowd, a female cultivator, clad in a luxurious warrior's armor, stood unwavering in the face of danger as she stared directly up the skies as if staring at the source of the attack.

The female cultivator was young, physically fit, and strong, she was divinely beautiful with long golden hair, had snow-like skin, and portrayed the elegance of a queen. Although an enchanting figure, she emanated a domineering demeanor that would leave her enemies in shock and terror.

In the sky, a male cultivator stood on a hovering long sword. The male cultivator was also young, not much older than the golden-haired lass below. He also wore luxurious combat armor, indicating his status and reputation of nobleness.

Standing on the sword with hands behind him and carrying the demeanor of a king, the male cultivator impassively gazes down at the retreating enemy camp, his expression, although impassive, carries hints of disgust and malice.

But suddenly, the male cultivator halted mid-air as he noticed the piercing gaze from below. Staring among the crowd and seeing who it was, the male cultivator, as if knowing the offender, scoffed with sarcasm as he smirked. Then simultaneously, he flashed with his sword, disappearing from the skies.

Upon seeing the male figure vanish from the skies, a man also donned in a warrior's armor, seeming to be a general in the woman's entourage, hurriedly beckoned to her.

"Mistress, the enemy is too strong for our army, I recommend we retreat, staying here will only be to his advantage, we will lose more men if we challenge him any further."

Contemplating the general's words, the woman remained silent as she watched the male cultivator appear above them. But upon the man's arrival, the general behind the woman erupted with killing intent as he dashed at the man with his spear. "Die!"

But with a disgusted expression, the man grabbed the spear, pulled the general in, and sent a heavy left punch into the general's torso. A wave of energy erupted from the man's punch, sending the general flying away and crashing into a path of trees over fifty miles away from the scene. The attack was too fast for the woman to react on time, let alone save her general.

"The weak should know their place," The man said, shaking his left hand as if shaking off germs.

With the general gone, both leading parties finally stood face to face. An intense wave of energy erupted from both parties as they clashed against one another. The male radiated dark red energy, while the female erupted with a golden blue energy.

"Courting death as always, aren't you, Mistress of Fate? What had you hoped to achieve, bringing a mere force of twenty thousand troops to face me? Now they are nothing but martyrs." The man said as he stood with a condescending yet impassive look.

But without even allowing the other party to relish his superiority complex, the golden-haired woman immediately galvanized her energy as she launched at the man with a kick aimed at his face, but easily shifting his head left, the man dodged the attack.

Then simultaneously raising her hand and accumulating tremendous amounts of her energy into her fist, the woman struck down at the man; this time, the attack exploded between the two as it propelled her away and sent the man flying off his hovering sword.

The woman landed on her feet as she skated backward, leaving a trace of the crater on the earth. But without even stabilizing herself, the man emerged from the explosion with an angry countenance as he sent a heavy kick at the woman with both feet, blocking with crossed arms, the woman erupted with a wave of energy, distancing her and the man.

With his attack failed, the male cultivator immediately launched into the skies as he raised his right hand, he commanded, "Sky Crushing Palm," as the same huge energy hand from earlier, appeared in the skies and descended on the female cultivator.

But maintaining a calm demeanor, the woman also raised her left hand as she ordered, "Destiny Shield," with her energy instantly accumulating and forming into a shield and defending against the descending energy palm.

Despite blocking the attack, the pressure from the huge palm forced the woman into a crater. But again, the man dashed and stood over the crater as he held his hand over the crater and ordered, "Sky palm technique, earth-shattering palm." As ordered, the earth suddenly vibrated intensely, causing the already crumbled mountains to landslide on the woman within the crater.

But almost instantly, the earth trembled intensely as it exploded from beneath, the woman bursting from the ground with a mighty force as she galvanized her energy to the maximum. With a gentle gesture, the woman's energy enveloped the flying earth debris, bringing them under her control, and with a forward thrust, all the mountain pebbles and debris launched at the male cultivator at supersonic speeds.

Seeing the attack, the man, maintaining his impassive countenance, scoffed. He then clenched his right hand into a fist as he heavily punched into the ground; a large chuck of earth levitated mid-air as it hovered before the man, then with a palm thrust, the huge chuck of earth launched towards the incoming debris.

The two attacks clashed as the earth boulder blocked eighty percent of the debris launched at the man, and with a casual wave of energy from his left hand, the man batted away the remaining debris, like backhanding a fly.

But simultaneously, the woman appeared from above the man as she sent a heavy punch to his face. But catching the woman's incoming hand, the man flipped mid-air as he sent a kick against her abdomen, but before his attack could even land, the woman twisted her body at a surprising speed as she dodged the kick and even landed a heavy kick at his back.

With her kick supported by her energy, an explosive force erupted between the woman's feet and the man's back as it sent him flying. But easily flipping mid-air and instantly stabilizing himself, the man skated backward as he launched at the woman simultaneously.

As the man launched at her this time, the woman's eyes suddenly glowed golden as she also darted towards the man. The two clashed, causing a huge shockwave and leaving a huge crater beneath them. But oblivious to their chaos, the two engaged in fierce combat: the man made a grabbing gesture against the woman's face, but as if predicted, she easily dodged it. But grabbing the man's outstretched hand, the woman pulled him in as she casually landed four consecutive punches in the man's face and an elbow uppercut blow.

The attacks were heavy, as blood spilled from the man's mouth after the last uppercut blow. But not expressing the slightest sign of pain, the man straightened his head as he headbutted the woman with shattering force. Again, as if predicting the attack, the woman moved to the side, allowing the head to miss her entirely, but she then flipped mid-air as she sent a spinning kick to the man's neck, sending his head smashing into the earth.

Not allowing the man a second, the woman raised her feet as she tried smashing the man's head with it. But before the woman's feet landed, it was caught in the man's left hand, despite his head still stuck in the earth.

"Enough!" A loud shout sounded from beneath the earth, the shockwave from the man alone causing an earthquake. Simultaneously, his body exploded with ravaging energy as it obliterated everything within a mile radius of him. But before she could be affected by the energy, the woman erupted with energy, propelling herself away from the man's exploding energy.

Steadily standing, the man stared at the woman in the distance as he wiped his lips of blood. He cracked his neck left and right as he held out his left hand, which was equipped with a silver ring on his index finger. Then, a hand-sized bag emerged from within the ring, and the man grabbed the bag and gulped over ten small orange orbs. But simultaneously upon eating the orange orbs, the man's body radiated with vibrant energy, and his wounds healed almost instantaneously.

Looking at the woman and her glowing eyes, the man spat the blood from his healed mouth.

"They say the Mistress of Fate is quite the formidable opponent, now I see why," the man said as he held out his left hand, his longsword suddenly flying from the distance and flashing into his grip. "Despite being realms lower than me, you can still beat me at my base level, truly a genius in a thousand millennia. It appears it requires at least ten of me at base-level strength to match you. Of course, that statement becomes vice versa if I become serious."

"It's quite disappointing that someone of your talent is a member of the Shi family, what a waste of potential," The man said as he casually sheathed his sword on his back, he then walked closer to the woman and stood feet away from her, he continued.

"Consider my proposition. You lost half of your forces today, and I have no intention of killing such a one-in-a-thousand millennia genius like you, at least not yet, so you can have this brawl as the victor. But continue this path, and I will have no choice but to eradicate you and your Shi family. You may be strong and talented, and you can even glimpse seconds and minutes into the future, but you and I know quite well how this conflict will end.

You have a week to decide, the fate of your Shi family and hundreds of thousands of lives, rests on your shoulders, Mistress of Fate."

The man spoke, launching into the skies, his longsword appearing below him as he stood on it. Looking at the woman below with an impassive expression, the man scoffed as he flashed from the scene, his figure disappearing into the horizon instantaneously.

Down below, the golden-haired woman stood contemplatingly as she observed the scene. And indeed, as the man had stated, they had lost today, not only in forces but also in morale. She saw groups of her men in wounded states, others mourning their dead comrades and brothers.

Suddenly, a mature female warrior, wearing similar attire to the previous general, approached from behind the young woman. She looked distraught and lowered her head as she reported.

"Mistress… General Wu is dead, his lifeforce is gone. He was already injured during the battle, and that blow from Bei Feng Jian only accelerated his death."

"… recover his body, give him a worthy burial, and make sure his family is taken care of."

The woman said with a sorrowful but stern expression.

"What are your orders, Mistress?"

"…" Hearing the question, the woman looked at her army with a painful expression as she replied, "That's enough lives lost for one day, return to the city. And bring back all our dead comrades, their families deserve at least their corpses."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Return to the city!" The female warrior commanded as tens of thousands of cultivators began marching away from the battlefield.

The female warrior continued to the golden-haired woman, "Your mount is ready, Mistress."

….

It was evening, and the golden-haired lass and her army had made camp hundreds of miles from the battlefield.

Within a luxurious tent centered in the camp, the golden-haired woman sat crossed-legged with closed eyes as golden energy radiated around her figure. She had unequipped her luxurious armor and seemed to be recuperating since her body and chest area were wrapped in bandages.

The golden energy around her intensified, enveloping the entire tent, and even causing the items within the tent to start levitating, including her armor and sword. The golden energy continued rising as the woman's body slowly began levitating in the air.

Although the scene was majestic and mysterious, the opposite could be said for the woman, as the more concentrated the golden energy became, the more painful her expression became. And indeed, her painful expression only became vivid and unbearable as the energy surged from her body.

But then, the woman's eyes lit bright as she levitated from her lotus position and hovered with spread arms. Her eyes shone brightly, and her body surged with more golden energy, reaching a climax. Then simultaneously, the energy all got sucked into her body, like an energy-devouring blackhole.

With all the energy sucked into her body, the woman fell on her knees as she coughed a spat of blood. Blood also rolled from her eyes, ears, and nose as she stabilized her energy.

"I'm still too weak to use the Dao of Destiny technique. I must advance to the Spirit King realm to garner ten percent of its power, being a Spirit Accumulation eight-stage is far from sufficient." The woman said with a cough. She then turned and looked at her armor lying on the ground, a feeling of duty and responsibility washing over her as she inhaled with closed eyes as if reassuring herself of being in charge of hundreds of thousands of lives.

"I must hurry back to the city and prepare. The Bei family is but a pawn in this war, and are not the real perpetrators behind everything, so even if we win against the Bei family, the true perpetrators will just use another family to try and eradicate our Shi family again.

I have vague visions from the Dao of Destiny that the Ju Royal family is behind this, but I can't voice that thought yet, not even to Father, not when our ranks are full of spies. Even if we identified these traitors, we lack the strength to enforce justice, not when the Ju Royal family shields them."

The woman thought with a serious and frustrated expression as she sent a wave of energy from her palm onto her armor lying on the ground, causing the armor to levitate and drift towards her.

Suddenly, amidst the young golden-haired woman donning her armor, the mature female general from earlier barged into her tent with desperation as she reported.

"Pardon my intrusion, Mistress, but there is commotion outside. We captured two individuals, a male and a female in suspicious and unknown attires, they seemed to be adventurers, but they carry no weapons or armor. And what's even strange, they don't seem to be cultivators."

"Mundane mortals, in these parts of the Mountain Range?!… Could they be spies sent by the Bei family as adventurers to scout our camp?" The woman asked suspiciously as she called forth her sword, which flew into her hands.

"It could be, Mistress. The closest city is hundreds of miles away from here, how could mundane mortals travel this far without encountering trouble or misfortune? It's already a miracle that they are even alive."

"Are they hostile?" The young mistress asked while maintaining a calculating expression.

"No, Mistress. But they don't seem troubled either, despite being surrounded by an entire army. And…" The mature female warrior hesitated in her speech.

But the young mistress turned to her as she said, "Speak."

"It's nothing serious mistress, it's just that they are also too calm to be mundane humans."

"… Take me there," The young woman ordered as she led the way.

…

Outside her tent and at the camp gathering, thousands of cultivators stood with cautious reactions as they stared at two unknown individuals standing in the center. Despite half of them being injured and almost half-dead, the soldiers stood with their swords and weapons tightly gripped. Some even stared at the two unknown male and female persons with hostility, anticipating them being an ally of their enemy or someone sort.

"Make way for the Mistress!"

A loud order came from behind as the soldiers cleared a pathway for the young mistress and her mature female general.

Emerging from within the cleared crowd, the young mistress was met with two individuals, a male, and a female, as her general had reported.

Standing in the distance, the young mistress stared at the two individuals with a keen gaze; they wore white and gold matching attires, the only difference being their genders in attire. The male person was tall with silver hair, his curly silver hair majestically rested on his shoulders as it occasionally swayed with the gentle wind from the mountainous surroundings.

Although not far from the fireplace, the man's creamy and dark skin tone was illuminated by the fires around them. His eyes, despite being nighttime, glowed like faint golden lamps. Standing taller than almost every cultivator at the scene, the man stood with hands behind him as he impassively observed around the scene.

Slowly tracing her eyes next to the tall man, a woman, not much in difference in height or age with her, stood with a similar calm demeanor. But looking at the woman, who held a veil over her face, only revealing her eyes, which glowed similarly to the man, the young mistress expressed amazement. But she regained herself as she approached the two while gesturing for her men to stand down with a hand.

"Stand down!" Relayed by the mature female warrior.

Being ordered, the warriors defused their hostility as they only stared at the two strangers now with curiosity.

Finally approached the two strangers, the young mistress gave a respectable nod and said, "Welcome! I am Shi Ling, young mistress to the Shi family of Dan Shi City, and the commander of this army. Might I know the identities of fellow travelers?"

"… Your hospitality is much appreciated. We are travelers from afar and are strangers here, pardon our intrusion if it caused any alarm."

The tall man spoke, his voice masculine and heavy, yet majestic and gentle. He also made a slight nod, returning the woman's gesture.

Hearing the man, the young mistress smiled welcomingly as she gestured.

"If fellow travelers are perhaps lost, then you are welcome to stay with us temporarily, we will give you safe passage to Dan Shi City since that's our destination."

"…" The man remained silent this time as he exchanged gazes with the woman beside him.

But seeing the couple's silence, the woman mistook them for being cautious and hesitant as she continued, "Please be at ease, your safety is assured… How about joining me for a feast in my tent? Your journey must have been long and made you tired and hungry."

The young mistress gestured as she tried to ease the situation and calm the minds of the strangers, or at least that's what she thought she was doing.

"…No thank you. Allowing us to stay in your camp is generous enough, we wouldn't want to trouble you, seeing that you were recently in a battle." The man said, maintaining his calm and casual demeanor.

The woman smile awkwardly upon hearing "battle," she nodded and said "… Very well then, I thank you for your discretion. My men will arrange tents for you and see you are provided for."

….

Next day

It was early morning; the sun hadn't risen, and the morning dew had yet to settle. Not far outside the camp, the young mistress, Shi Ling, stood at a hilltop as she stared into the horizon. She had a solemn expression as if burdened by her thoughts. She then sighed when a familiar male voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

"Not bad of a view, wouldn't you agree?"

Hearing the statement, the woman turned to the voice when she saw the man from last night. The silver-haired man stood half naked, with the unworn half of his cloth hanging from his waist. Seeing the half-naked muscularly defined man, the young mistress blushed red as she immediately turned her face away from him. She assumed a shy and embarrassing expression.

"Ye-yes. It's indeed a sight to behold." The woman said as she tried to calm her blushed red cheeks.

But as if ignorant of her embarrassment, the man, oblivious to his effect on the woman, walked and stood at the edge of the hill as he looked down, seeing the far way to the ground, the man looked at the woman as he said with a concerned face, "You are not going to commit suicide by jumping, are you?"

Hearing this, young mistress Shi Ling couldn't help but chuckle while trying to hide her impressed face. She turned to explain herself; but met with a casual smirk on the man's face, Shi Ling understood the man's words were intended as a joke.

"… Us cultivators require more than just falling off a cliff to die... But... thanks for cheering me up," Shi Ling said with gratitude.

"I could tell you needed it," said the tall silver-haired man.

"Was I that obvious?"

"Anyone with a decent eye would see it, but not really."

Shi Ling blushed slightly as she sneaked a peek at the man's body, 'I was exhausted yesterday, but was he this handsome? And such immaculate body, is he really a mortal? His body and muscles are so refined that calling him a body cultivator would be natural. And his demeanor, so aloof and taimed, as if carefree of life itself.'

But almost losing focus on the man's body, Shi Ling snapped out of her mesmerized state as she coughed and said, "Pardon my curiosity, but I don't think I got to know your name yesterday. If you don't mind me asking, what's your name?"

Listening to Shi Ling, the man turned and looked at her. They met gazes as they seemed to be stuck in a painting. A gentle wind swayed the atmosphere, bringing soothing comfort to the scene, blowing Shi Ling's golden hair with a majestic wave. Looking into the man's golden eyes with unknown symbols, which she couldn't see properly yesterday, Shi Ling's pupil dilated, and her lips slightly parted open, as if immersed in a sexual fantasy.

Seeing her completely captivated by him, the man faced the woman and replied, his masculine, deep-toned voice carried by the wind and into the woman's ears.

"King, my name is Patrick Alexander King."