In the vast and ancient land of Gunj Pradesh, four powerful clans ruled over its people—Upadhyay, Sharanam, Mitrak, and Bhakshak. Each clan held immense influence, their warriors skilled in the profound art of chakra cultivation. Among them, the Upadhyay Clan was renowned for producing some of the strongest cultivators in history.
Today, within the grand halls of the Upadhyay Clan Estate, a large crowd had gathered, buzzing with excitement. The estate was adorned with banners of crimson and gold, symbolizing the clan's pride and strength. It was a special occasion—the Clan Tournament was about to be announced, and the young members of the family would display their potential.
Whispers filled the air as members of the clan discussed the rising stars of the younger generation.
"Bhaskar Upadhyay will undoubtedly win again. He's already reached the Sahasrara Chakra at such a young age!"
"Yes! When he was only ten, he broke through the Muladhara Chakra and has been unstoppable since then."
In the world of cultivation, chakra levels determined a warrior's strength:
Root Chakra (Muladhara): The foundation of all cultivation.
Sacral Chakra (Svadhishthana): The key to stamina and control.
Solar Plexus Chakra (Manipura): The center of power.
Heart Chakra (Anahata): Strengthens emotions and healing.
Throat Chakra (Vishuddha): Enhances communication and willpower.
Third-Eye Chakra (Ajna): Awakens intuition and perception.
Crown Chakra (Sahasrara): The highest state before becoming a Sadhak.
Only a few could awaken all seven chakras and reach the rank of Sadhak, gaining control over elemental forces like fire, water, sand, lightning, and wind. Beyond this, those who reached Maha-Sadhak were revered as legends.
Among the excited voices, a hushed, mocking tone arose.
"And look over there… Uttar Upadhyay. A disgrace to our family."
Uttar Upadhyay sat quietly on a stone bench at the edge of the gathering, his head lowered. He was sixteen, the same age as Bhaskar, yet unlike his cousin, he could not cultivate.
"How pathetic! Even the servant's children mock him."
"He was once a prodigy, but that was six years ago… Now, he's nothing but trash."
Uttar clenched his fists, suppressing the pain in his heart. He had once been a genius, a child with immense potential. At eight, he had already broken through the Muladhara Chakra, a feat unheard of at that age. But everything changed six years ago…