Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 229: Basics of Cultivation

"You may address me as Professor Sylpha, just as my colleagues do," Professor Sylphania Jovienne Angélique said, her voice like music drifting across the still air. "I am of the Fairy race. Some of you may know me already, but that does not matter here. In this academy, I am not a fairy before you... I am your professor. And I will not discriminate among my cadets on any basis."

She allowed the silence to linger for a breath before continuing.

"Let us begin. Cultivation is a vast and endless subject. But for now, all you need are the foundations... how to awaken, how to ascend, and how to take your first steps along this path. I will guide you through the essentials, but you must study your textbooks afterward. Each of you has been given a copy in your dormitory."

She lifted the book in her hand, then set it down.

"Cultivation," she said, "is the art of improving health, lengthening life, and forging power. It is the awakening of what sleeps within you. It is a discipline of body, mind, and soul. You will learn to draw energy into your body, shape it into a core, and use it to temper your flesh, refine your spirit, and purify the energy itself."

Her eyes swept across the room.

"All beings begin as mortals. No matter how high they rise later, no matter their race or lineage... in Midgard, all must begin at the mortal stage. A mortal is not defined by species, but by lack. By spiritual poverty. Mortals are bound by nothing more than the physical and chemical laws of this world, blind to the higher laws of energy and soul that weave the multiverse."

Her gaze sharpened.

"The difference begins with awakening. A dormant bloodline must be stirred awake... through potion or ritual. That potion is exclusive to this academy, for it must be administered in conditions that only we can provide. Every one of you will be given the chance to drink it in due time. Those of you already awakened will feel your bloodline strengthened. Those still dormant will finally feel the fire of your heritage ignite."

The cadets were utterly silent, caught in her words.

"Awakening," she went on, "is Stage Zero’s end, the unlocking of a door long hidden within you. It is the spark that lights your soul. Until then, you are bound—your potential sealed. With awakening, you step beyond mere biology and step onto the true path."

Her lips curved into a faint smile.

blank page. It stirs with affinity... the echo of your inherited power. Affinity is the nature of your spiritual energy, the form your strength will most easily take. It shapes the techniques

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Your affinity is raw... it is your nature. After awakening, you may channel it in simple ways, but that is not magic. Elemental magic arises only once you form your core in the Trial of Yggdrasil. There,

as she noticed the bewildered looks among the

troubled if this seems abstract now," she said gently. "Understanding will come in time. For today, remember only this: awakening is the spark,

tone grew firm

of cultivation. Stage Zero, the Mortal. Stage One, the Awakened. After the Trial of Yggdrasil comes Stage Two, the Ascendant. Beyond that, Stage Three... the Saint. In this course, I will take you through the path up to the Saint level.

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the path of the Ascendant. This is Stage Two, where you cease to be merely Awakened and begin your true transformation. Stage Two is not a single step, but five distinct levels of mastery over self and energy. It is the journey of building your foundation. Remember this: a weak foundation means a weak future. There are no shortcuts. You will face countless dangers and endure relentless labour to forge a foundation strong enough to support your cultivation. Only

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reservoir of power. Its quality is revealed in its colour: Red, Yellow, Green, or Blue. This tier reflects its density, capacity, and purity. A Red Core is fragile, leaky. A Blue Core is a stable, flawless reactor. The trial decides your starting point. Mark this well: if you begin with Red, you must painstakingly refine it all the way to Blue

hardened as she

that carry energy from your Core throughout your body. These veins refine your physique, sharpen your

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intent, your very consciousness. A strong soul grants mastery over your energy, shields you from mental assault, and unveils the unseen truths of the world. A mighty body with a feeble soul is nothing but a puppet, waiting for a stronger will

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You purify the spiritual current within your veins, stripping away its impurities until every droplet is potent and pristine. A single spark of refined energy from a Spirit Ascendant outweighs

her voice ringing like tempered

the four pillars of your being... Core, Body and Spirit Veins, Soul, and Energy... into seamless resonance. When these aspects move as one, you become complete. Perfect. It is this harmony that calls down the final trial: the Tribulation. A storm of heaven

to the cadets in the front row, her eyes like

know them. Your body becomes a vessel of conscious energy. The power you once struggled to channel flows as naturally as breath. You begin to perceive