2 ReRoll
Lin Jian's eyes widened as he beheld the otherworldly blue system screen hanging in the air before him. He whispered to himself, his voice tinged with a sense of hope and plead, "Let's do this!"
With a mixture of anticipation and trepidation, he reached out and tapped the screen.
Ding!
<Reroll Detected>
Yellow grade Talent (Lowest)
Lin Jian's clear blue eyes flashed, his face turning ugly beyond compare, settling down in a few seconds.
His disappointment was palpable, but it was a feeling he had yet to become accustomed to. With a resigned shrug, he muttered, "Well, there's always tomorrow."
With a determined expression, Lin Jian spoke to the screen, "I decline." The screen dimmed momentarily, as if acknowledging his choice.
Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Lin Jian continued to decline talents that did not meet his standards.
He was unwavering in his pursuit of a talent that would truly resonate with his aspirations.
One year passed, and still, he had not accepted a talent. He knew that the odds were against him, but he was willing to wait for that one exceptional gift.
Then, on a fateful morning, the blue system screen shimmered with a radiant light. Lin Jian's eyes widened as he beheld the talent displayed before him. It was unlike anything he had encountered before—truly exceptional.
Ding!
The same usual scene occurred, but it seemed to carry the effects of a billion budget movie as it read...
"Primordial!"
With a sense of awe, he shouted out. "I, ACCEPT!"
As soon as Lin Jian accepted the roll, the blue system screen underwent a dramatic transformation.
It shone brilliantly in a blinding white light before condensing into a dark purple orb. The orb hovered in front of him, emanating an aura of ancient power.
Lin Jian's heart raced as the orb slowly moved closer, and a sharp pain pierced his chest. It felt as if his soul itself was being torn asunder. His middle-grade talent, the one he had possessed for years, began to disintegrate, merging with the dark purple orb.
The excruciating pain was beyond anything he had ever endured. Sweat poured from his brow, and he clenched his teeth to stifle a scream.
He could feel his very being undergoing a profound transformation as the "Primordial" talent integrated itself into him.
When the ordeal finally ended, Lin Jian's breathing was ragged, and he lay on the ground, trembling.
The dark purple orb had merged with his soul, and he could sense its immense power coursing through him.
Ding!
<Host has accepted the roll, activating status>
Name:Lin Jian
Status:Alive (Near-soul death)
Cultivation:Primordial Qi Condensing Realm (2nd stage)
Physique:Primordial Dao Body
Talent:Primordial Grade
"Near soul death?"
Lin Jian muttered, his consciousness slowly fading away as his body soon entered a state of deep sleep.
Lin Jian's world was a haze of pain and darkness. The excruciating sensation of the talent integration had been overwhelming, and it had finally taken its toll.
He lay unconscious, his body and mind in a deep slumber, seeking refuge from the torment.
Time passed, marked only by the faint rays of sunlight that filtered through his window. Gradually, the pain receded, replaced by a deep sense of tranquility.
It was as if his very soul had been cleansed by the experience.
With a slow, deep breath, Lin Jian's eyes fluttered open.
He found himself lying on the floor, the remnants of the dark purple orb still lingering in his vision.
As he pushed himself into a sitting position, he felt a newfound strength coursing through his veins.
The room had an aura of serenity, as if the world itself had paused to acknowledge the transformation that had taken place.
Lin Jian realized that he was no longer the same person he had been before. The "Primordial" talent had left its indelible mark on his soul.
With a sense of purpose burning in his heart, he stood up, his gaze fixed on the window.
Beyond those walls lay a world filled with untold mysteries and challenges.
Lin Jian was ready to face them head-on, his confidence soaring as he knew, attaining the heavens was not an impossible task!
Minutes pass as Lin Jian found a quiet spot in his room, away from distractions.
He crossed his legs and closed his eyes, his mind focused on his meridians.
As he took a deep breath, he could feel the energy of the world responding to his presence.
It was as if the very essence of the universe flowed through him, a primordial's physique granting him qi unique from all.
This qi was not from the world, but it was of him, the Primordial Qi.
As he exhaled, he released the gathered Primordial Qi into the world.
It flowed around him like a gentle breeze, carrying with it a sense of ancient wisdom and boundless potential.
The room itself seemed to come alive, the air shimmering with a dark purple energy enveloping all.
Finally, on the second day as the sun dipped below the horizon, Lin Jian opened his eyes his face carried with it shock and amazement as he slowly muttered.
"The sign of a breakthrough!"
Breaking through to a minor stage of cultivation was no small feat. For most cultivators at the qi condensation realm, it was a goal that took months, if not years, of relentless effort to achieve.
Yet, here was Lin Jian, a cultivator who had only recently accepted the "Primordial" talent, achieving a breakthrough in a mere two days.
It was an achievement that surpassed all known record's by a thousand miles, a testament to the extraordinary talent he now possessed.
As he closed his eyes, the room around him seemed to come alive with a dark energy mixed in with a purple tinge to it. Ephemeral wisps of energy swirled and danced, forming intricate patterns in the air.
It was as if the very fabric of reality responded to his imminent transformation as his breakthrough was successful.
Qi condensation Third Stage!
But, at this moment the expression on Lin Jian changed as it turned into that of a shocked one.
"Another?!" He muttered, as he felt the familiar sensation of a breakthrough once more!
