Kyle's eyes twitched in frustration. He read on.
Anywho, I wish you all the best in your new life. Oh, I had a hard time finding a suitable body for you to occupy. This was the best I could do; this body is the closest to your original, even though it is crippled, so I thought I should cure its damaged meridians and dantians, which means you should be able to cultivate.
I also left a few gifts for you to make your journey easier.
Kyle facepalmed after reading the first part of the scroll, "This bastard! So that's what happened. Who is this? Being able to transmigrate people at will is no small feat. Was it really an accident, though?
I'll get my answers the next time we meet."
He moved on to the next part. But he could feel the elation, he was smiling, no grinning, Kyle actually felt excited.
Even though he had not let his cripple status weigh heavily on him, being able to cultivate would make things progressively easier.
These 'gifts' could be useful to him after all. And he was proved right soon after.
Radiant Lord's Dual Cultivation Technique - Primordium Grade technique
How to use
The technique is bound to you, so you don't need to learn it. Just get into the act( Sex) with your partner, release essence filled with Yin and Yan Qi when you both orgasm, absorb the Yin Qi from your partner to cultivate, and you are good to go, easy...
Below the simple description were vague images of a man and woman intertwined in an intimate session of sexual intercourse.
Along with details of meditation technique tailored for the cultivation technique, and a guide on how to absorb yin Qi from the woman's essence.
"...!!!" Kyle blushed profusely once the realization dawned on him. "What the hell kind of cultivation technique is this!!!"
Despite the restless thoughts running through his head, Kyle continued reading.
A detailed description of the technique was already injected into your mind prior to your transimgration, lest your scroll gets into the wrong hands, they won't have the full technique.
I suggest you find as many partners as possible if you want to advance your cultivation quickly, fuck like a little rabbit.
That is all there is to it.
See you around, if you can stay alive for long enough.
Jihriel.
"Fuuuuuuucccck meeeee!!!..." Kyle screamed out loud. "How is a virgin like me supposed to find a 'lot' of cultivation partners!?"
The scroll suddenly became ethereal, before bursting into particles and getting absorbed into his body.
"....!!! What is going on now?"
He felt the changes immediately. A warm, fuzzy feeling in his chest, and a sensation of critters crawling all over his body.
And then a sudden rush of energy flooded his body. Kyle knew exactly what it was.
His body was absorbing Qi through his dantians and into his meridians. "So I assume this is one of your gifts, Jihriel?" He asked.
His body had started to passively absorb the Qi in the air, even without him actively circulating Qi.
Meaning, just by living, breathing, and walking, Kyle was getting progressively stronger!
A wide, crooked grin tugged at Kyle's lips, the kind that spelled trouble. "This is perfect, you just made my life here a lot better. I guess I can somewhat forgive you for your previous transgressions."
And then some information flashed in his brain.
A detailed version of his dual cultivation technique, the original, next, some random treasures flashed in his vision, and an egg of some sort.
The items came with subtle explanations of the use of each from Jihriel, and an explanation of the inner storage space they were now stored in, inside the dantian in his brain.
He decided to look at those later.
"Is storing things in one's brain normal?" Kyle didn't know. "But, thank you, Jihriel, this is a game changer. I need to make a major change in my plans."
Kyle smiled again, a genuinely happy smile.
He could still feel the shame Kyle had buried deep in his mind. Memories of servants whispering behind his back.
Tutors who hesitated when asked to teach him anything related to combat.
The pity and scorn in the eyes of nobles. The cruel laughter of arrogant young masters who could already cultivate and stand on their own.
"Trash Ravenshade."
"Shame of the bloodline."
"Useless heir."
And the worst of all his haters, Noah Von Gaussian.
From what he recalled, the Gaussian Duchy oversaw the whole area around the Dragonvale Mountain range, including Marquis Ravenshade's domain, though only discreetly.
What that meant was, in a political setting, Duke Ashiren Von Gaussian outranked his father. And Noah made it a goal of his to torment Kyle whenever he got the chance.
The reason?
Jasmine Azure.
The daughter of a Viscount in the same region, talented, too talented for her household, and extremely beautiful.
Which made her a good bargaining chip for her family to climb up the social hierarchy.
But, she was also Kyle's Fiancée. Promised to him early in their childhood, and Noah took a fancy to her.
To put it simply, Noah did not take it well when he found out about their engagement. He has been tormenting Kyle ever since, for years.
His eyes narrowed when he recalled that part: 'He is most likely the one responsible for that hit on me; no one else had it out for me like he did.'
He exhaled slowly, stretching his arms out wide.
Kael buried those memories again, forcefully, shoving them into the shadows of his mind like old bones under a floorboard.
"That was then," he muttered, his tone steely. "This is now. I'm not the same person."
He smiled, a slow grin stretching across his face.
Because Kael was no longer just the helpless Kyle.
He could cultivate now.
He had knowledge that the original Kyle couldn't have dreamed of.
He had read the novel, Heavenly Ascension. He knew what was coming. Everything.
Where treasures would fall. Where sects would rise and fall. Which characters would die, betray, or ascend.
The secret locations, the forbidden tomes, the ancient ruins hidden in plain sight.
He had all the information, even though recalling every tiny detail would be difficult; just having the basic knowledge of the future was a huge boon.
"Should I write it down?" He thought. But then he shook his head, deciding against it. "How would I explain it if someone gets their hands on my writing materials?"
Instead. He would try as much as possible to keep his memory sharp.
It took him a while to finally settle down his turbulent thoughts and emotions. But eventually, Kyle turned in.