Chapter 6027

“Let’s begin.”

His whisper dropped into the silence like a stone into still water.

Jared folded his legs, spine straight, and drew the opening verse of the Chaotic Scripture across his mind.

The chaotic force within him responded with a low, rolling tremor.

He swallowed the three Tranquil Mind Focus Pills in one motion.

Cool medicinal energy burst open inside him, streams of crystalline brightness threading through his meridians. The chill soothed his spirit, but more than that—it fused with the churning gray chaos, smoothing it, rounding its edges, bending it more completely to his will.

Fragments of Clive’s cultivation knowledge surfaced—broken diagrams, half-finished mantras, prideful embellishments.