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Kent raised a brow, and you levelled up again. She is progressing very fast. Now, she is at the same level as me. At this rate, I will be left behind. I need to find a way to earn more SP. He says out loud, "Nima, How do you feel?"
Nima flexed her fingers, a mischievous grin playing on her lips. "Stronger. Like I could take on a whole army of ghosts." I can even break a mountain in half with one punch.
A ghost warrior nearby flinched. He was scared that Nima would test her powers on them. If she starts a killing spree, no one will be able to stop her. They just got freedom from the demonic Sect leader after thousands of years. Now, they all might die here.
Kent sighed. "Please don’t test that theory. No need to take out the entire army of ghosts."
Nima waved him off. I know; I am just saying I can do it if I want to. There’s no need to be so serious about it. She turned to the kneeling elite disciple. "Alright, tell me, if we own this place now… what can it do for us?"
The elite disciple ghost’s form flickered as it answered. "The Forsaken Gate is a realm between life and death. A prison, a battlefield, and a sanctuary for lost souls. You may command us to guard, to fight, or to search for knowledge within the remnants of those who perished here." We will follow your commands.
Kent rubbed his chin. "So, basically, we’ve inherited a haunted fortress."
"Yes," the elite disciple said solemnly.
Nima’s eyes gleamed. "And that means…"
Kent saw it coming a mile away. She is trying to do something crazy.
She turned to him with a wicked smile. "I can use this place to level up my servant. Show me the fragments of mindless ghosts needing a beating."
This way, master, there aren’t many left. It will be best to finish them. Let them return to the circle of reincarnation.
Kent groaned. "Why am I not surprised?"
Nima wasted zero time. The moment she realized the mindless ghosts could be used for training, she went full drill sergeant mode.
She summoned her servants, Raka the robber and Lumo the spirit pet—an eerie, robed figure with sunken eyes and a sinister presence came out (Raka), and a furry small bear’s solid form roared when it materialized. The mindless ghosts immediately recoiled as if sensing a death aura.
"Good," Nima mused. "That means you guys will be perfect training dummies. I will let my servant practice with you. Listen, my new underling’s ghosts, go and join the fight with Raka and Lumo."
Kent watched, arms crossed, as she commanded her servants to engage the mindless ghost warriors. The other ghosts who submitted to Kent and Nima were hesitant at first, but after the elite disciple gave the order, they obeyed.
He is the only Level C ghost at this moment. The strongest among all the Souls. Although they lost their true cultivation due to thousands of years of imprisonment, their battle experience is still very useful.
The air filled with flashes of spectral energy as the servants Raka and Lumo clashed against the mindless ghosts.
Nima’s power thrived on absorbing dark spiritual energy and refining souls with the soul refinement Orb, and she had just been given an entire pocket dimension of souls.
This is gonna get out of hand real fast, Kent thought. He turned to the elite disciple ghost. Their eyes meet each other. The elite disciple asked, " Master, How long do you think she’ll be at this?"
Kent paused for a second before answering. "Until she is satisfied." Then, he groaned and said to himself. "What I am afraid of is... She is absorbing too much dark spiritual energy. I hope nothing bad happens."
System, can you tell me if there are any problems with absorbing too much dark spiritual energy?
[Ding! System notifications: The host doesn’t need to worry about that. The host’s little sister has an affinity with dark energy. The excessive dark spiritual energy will grow her black hole power. She will be able to gain more control over her servant.]
That’s a relief. But why do I feel like something bad will happen in the future because of her dark Abilities? SIGH! Let’s look around a bit.
While Nima gleefully trained her servant, Kent explored.
The Forsaken Gate was massive. The realm stretched beyond the battlefield where they had fought the Demonic sect leader—towering, ruined structures jutted from the mist, remnants of an ancient civilization long forgotten by the modern world.
[Ding! System notifications: Ghost core detected.]
Ohh! I almost forgot about that. The system did notify me about a ghost core. Where is it? He looks around right and left for the ghost core.
Kent found a very tiny black marvel at the place where the demonic Sect leader was defeated. Kent picks up the ghost core. This must have been inside the demonic leader. This was the thing I saw inside the demonic Sect leader’s heart when I used my Frost fire.
I need to make sure there’s no problem with the ghost core. He commands, "system use appraisal on the ghost core. What is the use of this thing? And are there any side effects?"
[Ding! System notifications: Ten Thousand SP deducted.]
[Item: Ghost core. Use: Direct consumption like food. There are no side effects for a Soul Cultivator. If normal cultivators use it, they will lose their minds and become ferocious ghosts.]
[Description: An item/tool created by thousands of souls or ghosts. It can upgrade a soul’s level and give a spiritual sense to a mindless soul. This tool helps cultivate a soul cultivator.]
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Note: The system advises to use it on the soul Raka. It will give soul servant Raka spiritual intelligence. It might help from a spirit body like the soul bear. The sole owner, Nima, will also get a boost in her Cultivation Level.
After collecting the ghost core, Kent murmurs, "I will give this to Nima later. She just levels up her cultivation. She needs to stabilize her Cultivation first." Then Kent ran a hand over one of the cold stone walls nearby. Strange, unreadable symbols were carved into the surface.
Kent narrowed his eyes. His natural instincts buzzed. "Something about this place felt… important." He activated his spiritual sight.
Immediately, faint threads of energy glowed in the air, crisscrossing through the ruins like an intricate web. They all seemed to converge toward a central point deeper within the realm.
Kent cracked his knuckles. "Alright. Let’s see where this leads."
He followed the energy threads through the ruins of old buildings, moving deeper into the heart of the pocket dimension.
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And then—He saw it.
A massive stone throne stood at the centre of an ancient courtyard, surrounded by swirling phantoms and eerie, flickering torches. The throne itself was cracked and worn, but its presence was undeniable.
Kent stepped forward. A voice echoed.
"Who dares approach the Throne of the Forsaken?"
The air shook. Shadows coiled around the seat, and a figure rose—a tall, regal ghost, its body wreathed in chains.
Kent narrowed his eyes. "I’m guessing you’re important."
The elite disciple studied him. The Throne ghost says, "You are the one who defeated the demonic Sect leader. The new lord of this domain."
"…Still not used to that title. Kent replied, scratching his head."
The ghost’s voice lowered. "Then let me ask, mortal—will you wield this throne’s power, or will you abandon it?"
Kent hesitated. He wasn’t interested in ruling some ghost dimension. He just wanted to get out of here, finish his mission, and maybe take a nap before Nima demanded to explore the Azure Bay city.
But something tugged at his instincts. The Forsaken Gate was connected to something bigger. The energy running through these ruins… the lingering traces of dark power…
This place was important and dangerous. And if he left it alone, someone else might seize control. They might use this dark power to harm innocent people. He can’t let that happen. Now, he is a government official in training. He will get a salary from the government. He can’t just take money for free. His consciousness won’t allow him.
Kent exhaled. "I don’t do the whole ’dark overlord’ thing. But if this place has power… I’ll take it." He thinks, "This will be very useful for Nima."
The ghost grinned. "Then sit upon the throne, Lord of the Forsaken. Refine the Forsaken Thorne." I am the guard of this throne. A phantom ghost who is here to guide the lord.
Kent stepped forward. Alright, "I will take the throne and then make Nima the owner of this Forsaken gate. She always wanted to be some big boss. As a big brother, I will fulfil her dreams. I will make her the big boss of these souls."
He placed a hand on the cold stone. Ready to sit on the throne to refine it. And the realm itself trembled.
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