I am Villain Cultivator
Chapter 36: Mutation of Origin Core

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Mutation of Origin Core

Kaal sat cross-legged in his courtyard, his breathing steady but shallow. The moment the Blood Queen Bee’s corrupted core dissolved in his stomach, an intense wave of Qi surged through him like a tide of fire and ice.

Suddenly, a violent tremor rocked his meridians.

His entire Qi network was assaulted by a terrifying presence, the lingering will of the Blood Queen Bee, twisted and drenched in death. It screeched and writhed, trying to seize control of his body from within, attempting to drag his consciousness into an abyss of madness.

Kaal gritted his teeth, veins bulging along his neck as he fought to contain the eruption. But just as the deadly will seemed ready to overwhelm him

His { Origin Core } responded, spinning at a faster pace in his soul. Then, from deep within his soul, the dormant Hell Asura Bloodline stirred.

A shadow tore through the void of his consciousness a monstrous face with crimson eyes and jagged horns emerged. The Hell Demon, born of his bloodline, opened its maw and devoured the dying will of the Blood Queen Bee in a single bite.

Silence followed.

Then—Boom!

A rush of vitality unlike anything Kaal had ever felt surged through his veins. His bones cracked and reformed, becoming denser and harder. His meridians expanded, becoming rivers capable of holding vastly more Qi. In the space of a breath, his entire body evolved.

Within the depths of his Origin Core, a strange transformation occurred. A glowing blood drop mark etched itself into the surface of the core, shimmering in an ancient script, Kapal language, the Ancient forgotten language.

As the bloodline mutation completed, Kaal’s hair slowly turned snow-white, strands glowing faintly under the moonlight.

His cultivation, previously exhausted, erupted.

Second stage of the Foundation Realm...

Third stage...Fourth...Fifth...

Each breakthrough came with a thunderous resonance within his body, yet the process was smooth, as if guided by fate itself.

Kaal slowly opened his eyes,

The transformation was unlike anything Kaal had ever imagined.

His body had changed noticeably. He stood taller now, his frame more refined and powerful, as if sculpted by the very hands of war and divinity. His bones felt reinforced, as though every inch of his body had been tempered in an unseen forge. His meridians had widened, allowing Qi to flow through him like a roaring river instead of a quiet stream. The once-strained circulation was now smooth, effortless, almost serene.

And then there was his hair. It had turned completely white. It shimmered faintly in the light, like snow under moonlight, a mark of something otherworldly.

Raising his hand slowly, Kaal summoned a sphere of blood that hovered above his palm, crimson, dense, and pulsing with vitality. It twisted and danced like a living thing, responding to his will with absolute obedience.

A flick of his fingers, and the blood sphere shifted from blades, tendrils, and needles, each one sharper and more precise than the last.

It was as natural to him as moving his limbs.

Kaal’s eyes narrowed slightly as he studied the phenomenon. This was no ordinary manipulation. It wasn’t just Qi control or spiritual technique; it was instinctual, embedded in his very blood.

The truth was clear: by devouring the corrupted core of the Blood Queen Bee, he had inherited her terrifying ability, {Blood Manipulation}.

The effects of his Hell Asura Bloodline were finally revealing themselves in full. It didn’t just consume it assimilated. The Queen Bee’s demonic core, saturated with years of evolution and corrupted spirit energy, had been devoured and broken down by the Hell Asura Bloodline.

And now, her power was his.

Kaal closed his fist. The blood sphere vanished instantly, absorbed back into his body.

A cold smile tugged at his lips.

With a deep breath, Kaal withdrew his senses and plunged into his Sea of Consciousness.

What greeted him confirmed his suspicions.

The Origin Core had changed.

Once a mysterious sphere of condensed energy, it now pulsed with new life, a deep crimson blood-drop mark etched onto its surface, inscribed in the archaic script of the Ancient Kapal Language. The mark radiated an eerie but powerful aura, as if whispering secrets from a time long buried.

To Kaal, the Origin Core was more than just a cultivation aid; it was the source of everything: his Hell Asura Bloodline, his abnormal physique, his terrifying potential. Every breakthrough, every power he wielded it all traced back to that Core.

And yet, despite everything it had given him...

"I still know nothing about it," Kaal thought

This Origin Core... it was unlike anything Kaal had ever encountered.

He still remembered the day he obtained it during the soul-reading ritual with Raven.

Using the forbidden Cursed Soul Orb, Kaal had linked their souls, diving deep into Raven’s memories. What he discovered was both astonishing and horrifying: the original Raven was gone. The boy’s body now housed a foreign soul, one from another world, a distant blue planet called Earth.

Kaal hadn’t spoken a word of it to anyone. Some truths were too strange to share, even in the cultivation world.

But after that ritual, something else began to change within him.

At first, it was subtle. A lingering warmth in his chest when Lauren teased him. A strange flutter in his heart when Jane smiled. Then came moments of uncharacteristic hesitation, laughter that came too easily, even an occasional blush.

That wasn’t him.

Kaal Kilvish wasn’t someone prone to emotional outbursts. He had trained his will from childhood as the son of the patriarch of the Kilvis clan.

The only explanation he could think of was a side effect from using the Cursed Soul Orb.

Disturbed by the shift, he had asked his father about it, carefully, without revealing too much.

His father had answered after a long silence.

"The Cursed Soul Orb was discovered by your grandfather," he said. "Unearthed from the ruins of an ancient battlefield. It’s used to peer into a soul’s memory... through the script of the Ancient Kapal Language. That’s all I know about it."

But Kaal wasn’t convinced. The orb had done far more than simply show him memories.

It had linked something deeper threads of emotion, fragments of another existence, tethered to the strange Origin Core he now carried.

And now... that Origin Core had mutated after devouring the Blood Queen Bee’s essence.

Throughout the entire transformation, not a single sound escaped from Kaal’s room. The chamber was sealed tightly with intricate formations, designed to muffle noise and conceal spiritual fluctuations. If anyone had approached, they would have smelled the faint, metallic scent of blood, but nothing more.

He looked toward the Door and said

"Jane. Mia."

A moment later, the door creaked open, and the two maids stepped in.

Their reactions were instant.

Jane’s eyes widened, her gaze sweeping over Kaal’s figure. His clothes were torn, barely hanging onto his frame. His once-dark hair had turned completely white, cascading down his shoulders like strands of silver moonlight. His bare upper body, sculpted like a warrior-god, shimmered faintly under the dim light.

He was taller, now sharper, stronger, and something in his presence had changed. He radiated an aura that was both dangerous and divine.

Jane turned crimson, instinctively turning her face slightly away, though her eyes lingered for a heartbeat too long. A soft blush colored her cheeks.

Mia, on the other hand, let out a dramatic gasp.

"Young Master, what happened to you?!" she exclaimed in her usual bubbly voice, rushing forward as if to inspect him.

Kaal gave her a faint, amused look. He knew her well; if he didn’t explain quickly, she’d hound him the entire day.

"My bloodline," he said simply, brushing a hand through his now-snowy white hair. "It has fully integrated with my body. That’s why this transformation happened."

Mia’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she clapped her hands. "I knew it! I always believed in you, Young Master!" Then she added with a playful pout, "That Rubina Lady Divya’s maid said your bloodline was too weak, that’s why you didn’t advance your Cultivation stage during the first trial like Lady Divya. Hmph! Look at you now! Not only did your cultivation soar, but you look... way too handsome! Like a devil in disguise!"

Jane, still recovering from her initial embarrassment, gave a subtle nod of agreement beside her.

Kaal chuckled, shaking his head. "Alright, alright. That’s enough flattery for one morning. Prepare a towel and some clean clothes. I need a bath."

"Yes, Young Master!" the two girls chimed in unison, their spirits lifted.

As they bustled away to fulfill his request, Kaal stood silently by the window for a moment, lost in thought of the change in Origin Core.