Aron was so shocked that he couldn't help but pinch himself, half-expecting to wake from a dream.

"Haaaaaaahahahahahaha!"

He burst into wild laughter, jumping up and down like a kid who'd just won the lottery.

Even with the cultivation techniques now in his hands, he still couldn't quite believe it.

100x Rebate was so unreal.

If even half of what those movies and manga had shown were true...

Then he was about to become a walking legend.

Of course, it wouldn't be as easy as leveling up.

Cultivation takes time and dedication.

And Aron wasn't naïve enough to think he could stroll back to Solara with just his menger strength and expect things to go smoothly.

For all he knew, even if he somehow managed to return, he could end up being banished again, Or worse, what if, upon entering, he got flung across some distant corner of existence again?

No. He needed absolute power, the kind that not even a world could defy.

And while Aron had no doubts he could reach that height, the real question was… how long could his main targets live until then?

If they were even still alive, that was.

In truth, D-One and his crew had never been his true objective.

Back then, hearing that killing them would collapse everything and give him revenge had been reason enough.

But as he watched that final blow... the one that should've ended it all, he didn't feel relief. Or joy like he expected.

Instead the hollow feeling made him think back on everything.

From being abandoned by his parents... to scraping by through stealing, fighting, and every kind of illegal hustle just to survive.

Those struggles had made him strong, shaped his mindset, and led him to trading.

Even when his ex-wife betrayed him and took everything, it only pushed him further, until he ended up in Zone C were he acquired his talent my some kind of miracle accident.

He'd been abandoned by blood… yet found a brother who'd broken every rule just to let him live.

He'd been shunned by those he once called friends… yet saved by the one person he'd overlooked, his own driver.

He'd been blinded by rage.

Too angry to see the blessings hiding in plain sight.

Too consumed by hate to realize that punishing everyone was the same injustice that had once been done to him.

He even laughed bitterly remembering how he'd once thought of killing himself, just because of a woman.

It was stupid. There was so much more to life than placing happiness in people's hands.

It was as if a fog had finally lifted from his mind.

In that moment, he decided: he wouldn't punish the world for the mistakes of a few.

But before he could act on that thought…

He was pulled into another world.

The rest was history.

Aron sighed deeply.

A long, weary breath that seemed to carry the weight of several lifetimes.

Honestly? He couldn't even blame the world's will for kicking him out.

But one thing was certain: when he finally gained the strength to return, Rihanna and Demian would regret ever knowing him.

That much was a promise, no matter the cost.

He opened his status screen.

The cultivation technique had been automatically categorized by the Talent Bank as an ability removing any rank or grade.

But one thing caught his attention, the Yin Yang Sight was asking him to choose its classification: Active, Passive, or Internal.

"Wait… I can choose?" he muttered, baffled.

Aron chose Passive.

Instantly, it appeared in his passive section.

His vision shifted, everything around him became outlined in streams of light, half white and half black.

The black lines were far denser in the air, surrounding him like threads of shadow and mist.

He could only guess, it must be the Yin and Yang energies.

But which was which?

He wasn't exactly a book geek to know.

He considered turning it off… but decided against it.

Keeping it active might help him understand it better.

There was no manual, no description, only for him to explore by himself.

The Sacrificial Arena was automatically labeled as an Internal Ability, which didn't surprise him.

Given its name, and the fact that the Zulcan had literally used its horn as a sacrifice to summon him here, it made perfect sense.

The lifespan cost was absurd, of course, but he'd gotten used to that.

Outrageous cost. Typical of anything in that section.

And though he told himself he'd never use it...

He snorted. "Yeah, that's what I always say."

With another sigh, Aron shook his head.

Then something caught his eye, Anubis.

He remembered seeing it engraved on the artifact D-One had used to steal his Fortsphere ability.

Coincidence? Maybe.

He pushed the thought aside for now.

The Darkness Affinity had no description at all, but he didn't worry about it.

Eventually, Aron believed he'd figure it out.

Standing up from the cushion, he walked to the center of the tent and sat cross-legged on the carpet.

He began following the steps of the cultivation technique stored in his mind.

The first stage was the Qi Gathering Realm, sensing and drawing in ambient energy.

With his Sense ability and his enhanced Yin Yang Sight, the process came almost effortlessly.

He could see the energy swirling, invisible to normal eyes, and guide it into his body.

The next stage was Foundation Establishment, using the heart as the core to stabilize and circulate the gathered energy.

He followed the technique exactly as the information dictated.

Within minutes, his heart began to shift.

The deep red of his blood slowly split into two tones, half white, half black.

Each pulse sent waves of light through his veins, dyeing his blood itself in Yin and Yang hues.

His very DNA began to change, strengthening, evolving.

Aron's eyes stayed closed as he continued to meditate, his breathing calm and rhythmic.

Hours passed.

Then...

BOOM!

A massive wave of energy erupted from his body, sweeping across the barren land like a storm.

The shockwave rattled the tent and stirred the dust outside.

Even the skewered Zulcan twitched awake, its massive body trembling.

It managed to open its eyes for a brief second before coughing up more blood and slumping back into unconsciousness.

"Huuuuu…"

Aron exhaled deeply, his body trembling slightly. Relief washed over him.

He had finally stepped into the Cultivation Realm.

It was… much easier than he'd expected.

He couldn't help but chuckle, remembering all those novels that exaggerated how impossible the first step was.

Apparently, it wasn't that complicated after all.

The technique used the heart as its core, enhancing the body from within, very different from leveling, which relied purely on killing for experience.

Leveling was faster, sure… and much more his style.

But cultivation had its charm.

Aron decided to stabilize his energy for a while before attempting the next breakthrough.

The next realm required him to fill his heart completely with Yin and Yang energies, to form a core.

Two hours passed. Then three.

Aron's expression tightened.

He exhaled sharply in frustration.

(Damn i jinxed it)

Progress had slowed… to a crawl.

Slower than even the novels had depicted.

At this rate, reaching the next rank would take one or two years.

A horrifying thought.

He sighed heavily. "Seems cultivation isn't my way…"

His gaze hardened. "I don't know how, but I'm going back to Solara within a year. No matter what."

He stood up, his mood at an all-time low, ready to step out of the tent...

When suddenly, a crisp notification rang in his mind.

[Cultivated for 2 hours 4 minutes. 100× Rebate activated…]

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