All Chapters of Cultivation with a System in the Modern World: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Danial sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers interlocked and his face stoic, though his mind churned with conflicting thoughts. Pavan, pacing back and forth like a caged animal, threw his arms up in frustration. "Danial!" Pavan snapped, his voice rising. "Are you even listening to me? How can you sit there so calmly when Kuro’s life is on the line? And Crystal—she’s a target too!" Danial finally looked up, his eyes sharp and cold. "Calm? Do I look calm to you, Pavan? I’m just not panicking like you are. If we lose focus now, Kuro’s as good as dead. And if Crystal gets caught in this... it’ll be worse." Pavan stopped pacing, running a hand through his hair. "Then tell me, what’s the plan? What are we doing? Because I can’t just stand here waiting for them to kill Kuro." Danial leaned back, exhaling deeply. "We can’t afford to act recklessly. Whoever this is, they’re not some common thug. They know Kuro’s strength, and they still managed to take him down. That tells me this is pers

Santigo leaned back in his chair, the flickering light casting long shadows across the room. His smile stretched wider, full of mockery and malice, as his gaze shifted lazily between Danial, Pavan, and Crystal. "Took you long enough," he drawled, tapping his fingers on the armrest. "I was almost about to start another session with Kuro, but you arrived on time. Tsk tsk, what a pity."Danial’s eyes darted to Kuro, his chest tightening at the sight of his friend slumped over, bruised and barely conscious. Rage bubbled beneath his calm exterior, his fists clenching so tightly that his nails dug into his palms. He knew what "session" meant—and judging by Kuro’s state, it was far worse than he’d imagined.Gritting his teeth, Danial stepped forward, his fists clenching at his sides. “What do you want from us, Santigo?” His voice was low but edged with anger. “We’ve never crossed paths. We have nothing to do with you. So why drag Kuro into this?”Santigo waved his hand dismissively as if bru

The hooded figure’s tone was dripping with malice as he slowly advanced on Danial, his crimson aura flaring with every step."You made a mistake, boy. I was offering a painless way to die, but you didn’t appreciate my mercy. Be assured, you will die—but I’ll make sure you beg for it first."Danial didn’t respond, his mind racing as he desperately tried to formulate an escape plan. The hooded figure exuded the power of a Master Level Cultivator—a whole stage above Danial’s abilities. The disparity was immense, and Danial knew it. Running would be futile unless he could create a miracle.The figure chuckled as if reading Danial’s thoughts. “Don’t waste your energy,” he said, his tone mocking. “You won’t escape me.”Danial clenched his fists, his breathing steady despite the rising panic in his chest. Realizing there was no other option, he decided to take the offensive. If he was going down, he’d make sure to leave a mark. He activated his Iron Fist Technique, his arms glowing with a br

While Marvin was having a stand-off against the cultist, the taxi sped through the bustling streets, leaving behind a cacophony of honking horns and startled pedestrians. Pavan sat beside Kuro, who was slumped and unconscious, his battered body leaning awkwardly against the seat. Crystal, sitting in the front, glared impatiently at the road ahead.“Drive faster,” Crystal urged, her voice sharp.The taxi driver, a middle-aged man with a balding head and a pair of aviator sunglasses, replied in a calm but slightly amused tone, “Madam, I am following the rules of the road. I can’t just drive faster because you said so.”Crystal huffed in frustration, then reached into her bag, pulled out a fat bundle of cash, and dumped it onto the passenger seat. “Now, will you drive faster?”The driver’s eyes widened at the sight of the money. His professionalism crumbled instantly. “Yes, ma’am. You have no idea how fast I can drive.”He slammed his foot on the accelerator, and the taxi lurched forward,

Danial felt his arms throbbing painfully, the crimson tendrils of the Blood Curse spreading further along his veins. His breathing quickened, and a cold sweat formed on his brow.“Master, are you alright? We need to get to the academy now!” Danial exclaimed, his voice edged with panic.Marvin, still seated, glanced at the blackened mark on his shoulder. A faint smirk crossed his lips as he said, “That damned Overseer. Who would’ve thought he’d manage to craft another Blood Curse in such a short time?” He shook his head, adding, “But this... this is child's play for me.”Danial was momentarily stunned by the sudden shift in Marvin's demeanor. The trembling that had wracked Marvin’s body was gone as if it had never existed. He stood tall, his usual imposing aura returning with an almost tangible intensity. Then, with a sudden jerk of his body, the spreading poison ceased its advance. Danial watched, wide-eyed, as the blackened poison that had been spreading through Marvin’s shoulder visi