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Chapter 48: Successful Cataclysm Awakening

Chapter 48: Successful Cataclysm Awakening

With just one glance, Qiu Tu found himself deeply attracted to the two bottles of deep blue potion.

It felt as if an invisible force was pulling his spirit into the gem-like liquid, making it impossible for him to look away.

The scent of the sea filled his nostrils again; the sound of waves crashing against the shore echoed in his ears, and before his eyes, a vast, rolling ocean appeared.

Fortunately, this time he was prepared. Unlike before, he managed to snap out of the illusion quickly.

Shen Lingshuang was surprised at how quickly he emerged from the trance on his second attempt. She exclaimed, “Qiu Tu, you might actually have the talent to become a Cataclysm Awakened.”

“I remember going through similar illusions over a dozen times, each time needing my father to wake me.”

She looked down at the two bottles of Cataclysm Potion she had brewed and sighed, “Although I don’t know what happened during this process, I feel like these potions are different from any I’ve made before.”

Tilting her head, she continued with a thoughtful look in her eyes, “These potions seem particularly potent. Even I fall into an illusion whenever I gaze at them. I’ve never encountered this phenomenon before.”

Qiu Tu had a guess: perhaps, due to perfect timing, conditions, and materials, the success rate of these Cataclysm Potions had reached a particularly high level, resulting in this unusual phenomenon.

With this thought, he took one bottle from Shen Lingshuang and glanced at the top left corner of his vision.

Two small treasure chests glowed there, and no new crisis countdown had appeared.

‘It seems there’s no danger to my life,’ he thought, making up his mind.

He shook the bottle gently.

“Qiu Tu!” As he did so, the illusion began to form again, but Shen Lingshuang’s voice brought him back.

He stopped and looked at her.

She placed her hand on his and, with worried eyes, asked, “Are you sure you want to drink this potion?”

Noticing her anxiety, Qiu Tu joked, “Why? Did you spit in it?”

Shen Lingshuang blushed and retorted, “What nonsense are you saying?”

Qiu Tu patted her head and reassured her, “Don’t worry. I’ll be fine.”

“I’ve also made proper arrangements for all of you.”

He smiled warmly, full of confidence, “If I don’t survive, Eagle will take you away from New Realm City and get you home safely.”

“I’ve prepared two goldfish and 200 silver coins for you. That should cover the travel expenses to the Third Shelter.”

Hearing his words, Shen Lingshuang’s face turned pale. She gripped his hand tightly, “I’m not worried about myself. I’m worried about you.”

‘After all, I’ve been given a second chance at life and slept with a beauty like Qin Shuman. No regrets!’

As the potion went down his throat, Qiu Tu immediately felt a cool sensation spreading from his throat to his chest, then quickly extending to every corner of his body.

In the next instant, he seemed to be once again submerged in a clear, blue ocean.

But unlike the previous times, this time he directly dove to the bottom of the sea, or rather, he became the ocean itself.

His thoughts gradually scattered, drifting away like raindrops in the wind, merging into rivers, lakes, and seas. It was as if he had transformed into drops of water, morning dew, and storms in the Cataclysm World.

He navigated through the storms, swimming across every inch of land under the shelter’s control.

It was an indescribable, profound sensation that enveloped him completely.

However, the good times didn't last long. As he delved deeper, the mist around him grew increasingly sticky and filthy, as if the pristine, clear water had turned into foul, viscous tar.

His entire body felt wrapped up, becoming stiff and sluggish, even making it hard to breathe. The darkness thickened, with the air filled with a sense of danger, a haze of fear, and flames of anger swirling in his heart.

On the brink of collapse, the cool force within Qiu Tu finally burst forth, acting as a last fortress, protecting his final shred of consciousness and helping him break free from the constraints.

Qiu Tu stirred up the storm once more, carrying the pervasive mist as he fled the sticky, foul abyss.

After what felt like an eternity, Qiu Tu finally escaped that suffocating region. As he looked back, his perception seemed to pierce through layers of space, revealing a new world — what he once thought was a vast ocean was merely a small pond, while the majority of the world was enveloped in a tar-like, muddy darkness.

In that moment, a profound sorrow surged within him, as if he were mourning for the entire world. The next second, he lost consciousness completely.

He didn’t know how much time had passed — maybe just ten minutes, maybe an hour. When Qiu Tu woke from the darkness, he found that his body had undergone many changes, and his mind was filled with new information.

It was a code engraved in the very foundation of the world, revealing the secrets of the extraordinary powers of the universe. Every awakened being received this mysterious gift during their first awakening.

Closing his eyes, Qiu Tu quietly organized the information in his mind. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, his once dark eyes transformed into a clear, deep blue. Simultaneously, his vision blurred, as if covered by frosted glass. The material world around him began to fade, replaced by a gray, dreamlike mist spreading out quietly.

Looking around, what he saw were no longer solid, tangible objects, but various nearly transparent lines, almost disappearing. His vision penetrated the illusory walls, clearly seeing into the next room where a bright flame lay quietly, and another dim flame sat beside it.

He looked towards the door, where a flame paced back and forth. Beyond that flame, several kilometers away, a giant shadow standing dozens of meters tall loomed quietly, imposing and dignified.

“Cataclysm Era, Boundless Heart Sea,” he thought, slowly withdrawing from the spiritual vision, his gaze complex.

The information from the world’s essence had finally filled in the secrets of this world for him.

Author's Note