TimVic

In a world transformed by the arrival of mana, Earth is no longer the domain of humanity alone. Magical beasts and three powerful humanoid species have claimed vast territories, forcing humanity into fortified cities protected by mana-infused barriers. 

The hope for survival lies with the awakened—those blessed with magical classes and the ability to wield mana.  

Victor Revenant, a hilarious and self-deprecating 16-year-old, has spent his life dreaming of joining their ranks. But on the day of his Awakening Test, his dreams are shattered. Like countless others, he fails to awaken, destined to remain ordinary in a world where mediocrity means irrelevance.  

Just as Victor hits rock bottom, his father gifts him a VRMMORPG game, Ascendant Realms: Cultivation Chronicles, as a consolation prize. The game promises an immersive cultivation experience, complete with mystical techniques, powerful bloodlines, and the journey to ascend to godhood. But when Victor logs in as his in-game persona, Fang Chen, he discovers something incredible: the cultivation techniques he learns in the game begin to manifest in the real world.  

Armed with the Primordial Chaos Constitution and the legendary Void Emperor Bloodline, Victor embarks on a dual journey—mastering the game’s cultivation system while using his newfound abilities to change his fate in the real world. 

What begins as an escape from his failures turns into a chance to rewrite his destiny. But Victor quickly learns that his unique ability may make him more than just an anomaly—it may make him a target...

I Can Only Cultivate In A Game

Victor exhaled sharply while feeling the newfound power coursing through him.

The moment he had broken through to the Core Formation Realm, his entire being had changed.

He glanced at the sword gifted to him by Lady Li Yang and finally took the time to inspect it properly.

The weapon had a midnight-black blade that gave off a very mythical feel. Unlike ordinary swords, this one had intricate azure etchings running along its length.

It was razor-thin, yet Victor could tell it was absurdly durable. The grip fit perfectly into his palm, wrapped in fine dark leather that ensured a firm yet comfortable hold.

The name of the sword was engraved near the guard:

But now… it was time use it to test his current power.

He took a deep stance while gripping the Phantom's Dusk with both hands.

Wind Glide