Cultivation begins with the Beginning Realm. The Beginning Realm determines whether a person can cultivate or not. If a person can't take that step, it means he won't be a cultivator for the rest of his life. Without Tao realization, perhaps Mais would not have been able to step into the Beginning Realm in his lifetime.
The Foundation Establishment Realm is the 2nd realm. In this realm, people dream beyond cultivation. Their abilities are not so incredible. Some of the experts in the Beginning Realm can fight a cultivator from the Foundation Realm at the first level. One should not cultivate this realm too quickly. So that the foundation can be firmly established. Mais transcends this thinking because he was already crossing the boundaries with a very solid foundation, the Tao. It was impossible for him to have a weak foundation, even if he was fast. As long as there was nothing wrong with his body, anyone who stepped into this realm would be able to step into the next realm. Of course, there was the possibility of dying of old age, but that would only happen if they were lazy in their cultivation.
To be honest, there were a lot of people who did not work hard enough.
The third realm is the realm of Origin Energy. In this realm, people start to feel the Origin Energy that is in nature. They can use it. They can channel it into weapons. In this realm, the techniques created by cultivators are used for the first time. In the previous realms, the techniques belonged to ordinary people.
The lifespan in this realm is about 160-170 years, because the Origin Energy is infused into the body. People in this realm were called Origin Masters when they mastered the use of Origin Energy. Even a 10 Foundation Realm master would not be able to fight an Origin Master. Of course, if an Origin Master was captured, he could still be killed by an ordinary person. So they were still not completely beyond the limits of humanity.
The 4th realm is the Core Realm. In this realm, the origin energy merges with the body and becomes a core. At each level a core was formed. Each core would bestow unimaginable physical power and widen the gap between the levels. The lifespan would start at 250 years, and 10 years would be added at each level. The gap between mortals was widened by this realm. An unconscious core cultivator could not be killed by an ordinary person with physical force.
However, if he threw his body into the lava or something like that, the core cultivator would definitely die.
The 5th realm is the sage realm. To enter this realm, you have to grasp a trace of a Tao. Those who have no idea of the Tao cannot reach this realm in their lifetime. This is where the difficult path of cultivation begins. The lifespan reaches 500 years.
Mais planned to advance with the Tao until the Sage Realm. That way, he could reach the lower limit to use the treasures and increase his power faster.
But the closer he got to the Sage Realm, the more difficult it would be to advance by grasping the Tao traces. After all, someone in the Sage Realm would not become stronger by grasping a Tao trace. Therefore, a person in the core realm would only be able to advance by 1 level with a Tao trace. So it would take 10 Tao Traces to reach the 10th level of the Core Realm.
"...hello! Hey, kid! Hey! Can you hear me?!"
With the voice echoing in his ears, Mais remembered where he was at that moment. He knew that there was a man in the darkness in front of him. He was surrounded by people. There were many officials and people who had come with their problems. He knew that and he knew that the man in front of him was someone he could not resist. He took a deep breath. Now, as a blind boy, he had to get people to take him seriously.
With his hands folded in front of him, he began to speak.
"You told me to inform the town sheriff if I had any important information about the barbarians. Since this is the case, I should introduce myself. I am Mais from the village of Hokka. I was blinded by a sword wound I received in the past, and although I was dependent on the villagers, I was born with a talent for cultivation, which is why I was able to reach the realm of Foundation Establishment. The barbarians attacked, and my friend was able to defeat them. But they were all killed except for me. We're here for revenge. We want to help you catch them. "
Mais raised his head. It bothered him to appear too needy.
"But I can't help but wonder: do you really have the power to stop the barbarians? Of course, if you had that power, I would expect you to have stopped them long ago."
With his words, Mais turned to face the man in front of him with a frightening smile on his face. He did not see anyone, but he was sure that a wave of energy was spreading. Mais may not have been a Origin Master, but his knowledge allowed him to get a faint impression of this border. He just needed to reach the 10th level. Then the Origin Energy would be available.
Mais was sure that this man was the Origin Master he was looking for. He wanted to measure the Origin energy in his pocket to find out what level he was at. He comfortably put his hand into his pocket. Nothing made a difference. There were a few other officers around him, and at least one of them was an Origin Master. He also wanted to know their level.
In fact, if Mais had been in the Origin Energy realm, he would have been able to sense the energy waves emitted by this man in anger and understand his level. Unfortunately, he had not reached that level yet and needed additional reinforcements.
"Child, I know you are sad and angry, but don't challenge me. Even though you have a great future, you are still far from being my equal."
Mais didn't want to do anything to attract attention, but after hearing these words, he clearly understood that this man was a high-level Origin Master.
"Your anger is absurd. We can't stop them, not because we enjoy it, but because we can't locate them."
"Of course, I have a solution."
Then Mais walked calmly and reached for the items on the table in the sheriff's room. The sheriff frowned, but before he could say anything, Mais knocked most of them down with an outstretched arm. Mais did not care at all about the disrespect he showed. He needed to show that the difference in realm between him and the Sheriff was not enough to earn his respect. He could not bear the slightest humiliation of his pride. The Sheriff did not respect him as a prince, but as a blind warrior.
But he should have. Mais was no longer a prince. Now he was more of an individual.
Even he had risen so high with his lack of talent. He knew that the man was at least in his thirties. Couldn't he have done better? Just the Origin Energy Realm? Peh!
The sheriff also frowned. Apparently, if he hadn't been blind, he would have lashed out at Mais rather harshly. Mais laughed pitifully inwardly at his pity. Then he threw four pieces of paper on the table.
Although he didn't notice it, an expert in the crowd turned pale and showed his shock the moment these pieces were thrown.
The sheriff was also surprised. He was about to ask what these were when Mais interrupted him.
"It is a map. It was simply coded, divided into 4 parts, and distributed to the 4 Foundation Establishment experts who came to our village. My friend recovered it from their corpses and brought it here with me."
There really was no mistake in Mais' words. He had found this map when he had instructed Kasuur to search the bags and had realized that it was a map to the hunters.
Now he showed it to the sheriff. The sheriff knew at a glance what it was.
"A basic map of the Red Road Forest. Only a high-ranking city official would have one of these."
At that moment, his disdain for Mais disappeared, but his aura rose. The Origin energy emanating from his body slowly filled the room, overwhelming the other Origin masters. Some of them swallowed silently as he looked at them sternly. Mais only felt a weight fall on his body. He didn't feel the energy.
"I will ask only once, who is the traitor among you?!"
Of course, after a short silence, no one answered. The Sheriff was not fooled. The question was meant to frighten and expose the nervous, but it only aroused suspicion.
"If what you say is true, they must be preparing to escape. I will send some of my soldiers to kill them," the sheriff said. The others nodded. As frightened as they were by what had just happened, the barbarians had to die for the safety of the people. Each of them had one of those maps. They knew that the map was real and that the location marked on it was probably the barbarian epicenter.
With an expert from the Origin Energy Realm and a few cultivators from the Foundation Establishment, they could do the job.
"We want to come, too. We want to take our revenge," Mais said suddenly. No one was surprised. What was there to be surprised about? They had lost their families. Of course they wanted revenge.
When Mais first found out that the maps showed where the barbarians were, Kasuur was very excited. He attacked the trees, swinging his belly from side to side. He wanted to fight them. But Mais convinced him. Compared to his cultivation level, Kasuur was weak. He couldn't even defeat someone two levels below him. Instead, Mais had killed 3 Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Probably, the sheriff and his officers would have been incredibly shocked if they knew about this. A blind boy had killed 3 people who were in the same realm as him, and even stronger.
But the sheriff didn't know that. He looked at Mais. He wanted to see hatred in his eyes, but Mais was in no mood to show any emotion. He couldn't show it even if he wanted to. The sheriff looked at the sword wound on his face.
"This sword wound... How did you get it?"
"My friend is a stage 7 Foundation Establishment expert. I'm sure we can help."
Mais refused to answer the sheriff's question and wanted to convince him. The sheriff thought that this wound had a bad history and stopped asking.
He was not wrong.
"Well, you can come too."
When Mais and the officers left the sheriff's office, the green-haired fatso who was chatting with a young girl in the doorway didn't notice him. She was at least six or seven years older than him, but she was admiring Kasuur as if it didn't matter. Mais saw nothing, of course.
But when the officers around him noticed that he was walking toward them, they couldn't help but have a strange look on their faces. They thought that perhaps Mais' blindness was partial. It must have been hard not to notice the green-haired boy.
Of course, Mais was completely blind. He recognized Kasuur by the noise.
And the officers were also puzzled by Kasuur. He had thick green hair and spittle coming out of his mouth.
Was this shameless bastard the Stage 7 Foundation Building Cultivator Mais was talking about? They didn't seem to have much in common. Besides, he was quite young, just like him.
Mais had gone there because he recognized his voice. He didn't notice her because she hadn't made a sound yet.
Both Kasuur and the black-haired girl noticed him as he walked there with his stick.
"Let's go. We are going out tonight. We have to get ready," Mais said. Kasuur nodded and put his arm around Mais, and they started walking. Kasuur waved his hand behind his back at the girl he had just talked to.
"Who are you waving at?" asked Mais. Kasuur was very close to him. He could feel the slight breeze that his waving caused. To be honest, he wasn't sure if it was a wave. He just guessed and apparently he was right.
The chubby boy laughed lightly and then looked back once more as he walked away in wide strides with Mais. She looked at him, too.
"I guess I'm making friends pretty fast."