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Rias had to raise her hands and protest what was happening. Issei was blindfolded and tossed into a dark room where people beat him with sticks to teach him to be psychic. That didn’t add up at all. It sounded like some nonsense. She heard one of his bones break and knew he wouldn’t last much...

BCJch41

Mind cultivation with an immortal’s cave full of psionic energy was a breeze. That was the point of preparation to make cultivation run smoothly. With enough resources, it wasn’t hard to break through the prenatal realm all in one go. It's why he borrowed the idea of a sub-dimensional space t...

BCJch40

Sweat pooled down Silas’s back as he struggled to slide a thread through a needle from a mile away.

“I told thou it’s impossible without raising thy mind refinement. Stubborn stallion, why don’t thou listen to me.” Dotty said.

Silas narrowed his eyes at her verbal thrust. He...

BCJch39

Vergil hovered slowly towards Gwen’s waiting tentacles while Hank Williams Jr played in the background. It was a tradeoff; she taught him to use basic telekinesis to hover while he translated the song.

He lost control of his levitation and hit his head on a rock as he dropped 6ft. He hate...

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BCJch38

Eugene could hear the war drums and howls for violence from his office in the cultivation research building. A small notebook on body cultivation made from what he could pry from Silas’s mess of a text was slowly being copied by his hand. A kettle of hot spirit water bubbled in the corner.

BCJch37

His workshop still had a new building smell and a great view of the surrounding lands. A chicken, the size of an ostrich, clucked happily in a nearby box nest, happy as the pigs in feces in a nearby pin. Despite their odd looks, Silas’s few servants looked happy enough.

Spring wasn’t in...

BCJch36

Flavor and texture, while normally terms used for taste, worked fine for his spirit sense. Maybe it was because the spirit sense worked back into his mortal senses to his mind. Sharks could taste their prey long before they got a bite of it, and the spirit sense worked similarly. The monsters he ...

BCJch35

A cold wind whistled past his ears and filled him with strength. He had taken a piece of the cold into himself, and the cold wind felt homely in the late evening ride to the Douglass’s place. A sign waved back and forth on rusty iron rings as they galloped to the closed gate.

A Fredrick D...

BCJch34

A wet leather-wrapped sandbag from 50ft away swung as Silas laid into the bag. Every blow felt like he was touching the rough leather bag as he shortened the distance with his Dao. Sweat poured down his naked back and soaked his hose as he practiced using his Dao and body. The first stage demon b...

BCJch33

The blizzard howled, and branches snapped as fear and spirit energy mixed with the storm feeding it with the lives lost during the cold winter. A reaper had come to the province of Pennsylvania, and it swung its scythe liberally. The wind carried the comforts of warmth before the peaceful end the...

BCJch32

The pounding of hooves almost drowned out his own guilty thoughts. Phillip left his cross behind because he didn’t want God to see what he would do. Wild men did evil deeds outside the eyes of polite society, and Phillip would say he was wild from time to time. The savages had to be cleared to ...

BCJch31

It’s believed that when binary neutron stars collide, gold and other extremely useful heavy metals are created. So while Silas didn’t have the pressure necessary to turn obsidian or ivory into plasma, that didn’t mean their interactions bore no fruit.

Soifon’s visit had given him fa...

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BCJch30

He walked down to his wine cellar where the beast was kept and lit the torch on the wall. Behind strong iron bars, the beast’s eyeless skull flashed with its own light. A rumbling shook the cellar and wine sloshed in their bottles before he chose the bottle gifted to him by Silas. He filled a w...

BCJch29

A white needle of pure malignant spirit energy condensed by his filter sat on his desk in the former piss distillery. The needle told Silas many things, like transforming energy wasn’t as simple as he thought. He had his bounts led by Eugene, investigate the posts. The man’s report was writte...

BCJch28

Jericho Francis Cain gripped the rosary in his hand, a gift from his mother who died giving birth to him. Growing up in the orphanage, it was the only thing he truly owned. Jericho gripped it for its reassurance while he listened to the chiefs go back and forth about some colonists from Britain. ...

BCJch27

A belligerent blizzard rammed its way down from the north, painting the recovering world white after it passed, freezing the poor to death and blanketing the land with 3ft of snow. Frost covered the one glass window he had to allow him an easy view of his homestead. The layered crystalline ice st...

Update for my Patrons

Hey I just wanted to say thank you all for being great patrons and liking my posts. As for the update, I am adding 2 extra chapters to my 20 dollar tier Saturday bringing the total chapters up to 4 for my Super Multiversal patrons. 

I hope everyone has a great rest of their ...

BCJch26

Silas tossed a ball to Eugene, who caught it before throwing it back. One of the girls he stole was good at leatherworking, so he had her make some gloves. The ball impacted his glove at around 200mph, and he tossed it back, adding a bit of force to his throw.

Eugene caught it with a smirk ...

BCJch25

Silas gripped the pommel of his saddle, an old dry hunk of leather-wrapped bone, and hoisted himself up, pushing himself to stand in the stirrups before sitting. He never felt taller than when riding Dotty and the old nag seemed sprier than the other horses, excited even. As the bounts lined up t...

BCJch24

The chicken coop had been built well by his own hands. The walls were thick and nailed in well to prevent foxes from slipping a paw inside to drag out chickens piece by piece. The donkey near the coop chased off any canine that came close and wasn’t fond of raccoons either.

He let them ro...

BCJch23

Yoruichi held a hand on Soifon’s shoulder, preventing her from acting. That was good; he didn’t need her acting on his behalf arrows and lances weren’t deadly unless they hit him in the eyes. Eugene looked completely unamused cluing Silas in that it wasn’t his doing. Silas wasn’t sure i...

BCJch22

Silas hadn’t been awake long before he heard a pen scratching against paper.

He turned his head to the side to see yellow eyes watching him with Soifon on his chest. Then, as the sun peaked in through the window, lighting up the room, he saw the purple hair of Yoruichi slowly drawing them...

BCJch21

Silas sat at his homestead cook fire surrounded by Shinigami, bounts, and his wayward former slaves and overseer. Grease smeared his mouth, and his stomach bulged with salty pork and cabbage boiled in spirit water. Silas drank spirit water with crushed grapes added for flavor and cultivated quick...

BCJch20

After getting her head around the situation, Yoruichi Shihouin decided to send several of her subordinates to track down the hollow and assess the situation. Little Bee looked so cute with her new friend, but the entire situation was a headache waiting to happen. If she didn’t push her weight a...

BCJch19

Silas had a lot of preparations to complete before he was ready to leave. While he watched the mounted soldiers carry the hollow away in chains, Silas tracked down 25 bodies of Red Indians. He found their supplies in the hollow-out interior of a massive oak tree and wrote formations on them. Afte...

BCJch18

Another post splintered and liquid spiritual energy sprayed from the crack in the post like blood from a wound. Pops rang out from his formation as the amount it absorbed became too much, and chunks of wood blew off the fragile materials. Plans upon plans to create better materials ran through hi...

BCJch17

Formations had almost no limit to their utility, not limited to gathering spiritual energy in a spirit-energy-parched land. Once he learned the fundamentals, Silas had been put to work in the cultivation world, troubleshooting for wealthy young masters, miracle talents, and a few old monsters. He...

BCJch16

Dotty repeatedly shook as Silas tightened her loaned saddle. The straps were easy enough to put on her, and he liked the saddle bag for his flintlock rifle, powder, paper, and ammunition. He brushed the nag beforehand, and she was excited when he mounted her. The mare trotted forward in front of ...