The Unrivalled Tim Jackson :Vengeance and Absolute Dominance

Recap: Lessons & Cultivation

Three years had passed since Tim began his martial arts training. At first, his practice focused on stances and basic strikes. Each day, he trained both morning and evening, while his days were dedicated to home-schooling—learning to read and write. By the age of five, Tim could read and write proficiently, though his journey was far from over. His martial arts skills had advanced impressively, earning Mr. Carter’s admiration for his young protégé.

In contrast, Jake had trained diligently for the past five years but showed minimal progress. Tim, meanwhile, was enrolled in first grade but only attended school for tests and exams, consistently achieving perfect scores. Teachers moved him up through grades rapidly, and by age eight, he entered middle school. This too proved insufficiently challenging, leading to his enrolment in high school at age ten.

Thanks to Mr. Carter’s connections, Tim never attended classes regularly. He would visit occasionally to submit assignments, projects, and take tests. By sixteen, he had graduated from university. Tim’s routine consisted of training, reading, and attending exams. Few students saw him, but all had heard of “Tim the Genius Jackson,” who appeared once a month to take a series of tests and achieve perfect scores. Within a year, he completed an MBA and was halfway through a DBA (Doctor of Business Administration).

In martial arts, Tim had achieved the rank of grandmaster, only two huge levels behind Mr. Carter, who remained at the Peak of Supreme Grandmaster despite years of effort. Tim’s progress in martial arts was unparalleled, and he began training in cultivation and acupuncture secretly. He followed instructions from ancient scrolls he discovered in Mr. Carter’s library. Although Mr. Carter wasn’t a cultivator, he had kept these scrolls as a cherished remnant of his own master.

Tim’s fascination with the hidden corners of Mr. Carter’s library led him to an unexpected discovery. One rainy afternoon, while searching for a tome on ancient civilizations, he found a hidden compartment within a wooden bookshelf. The compartment contained aged scrolls adorned with forgotten symbols and intricate illustrations.

Unfurling the first scroll, Tim felt a wave of energy surge through him. The scroll detailed the practice of unlocking the dantian, an esoteric cultivation technique that promised access to life energy, or qi. His excitement grew as he read through the instructions, contemplating the possibility of stepping into a world of cultivation.

Determined, Tim decided to pursue this new path. That evening, he followed the scroll’s guidelines, setting up an altar in his dimly lit room and gathering the necessary herbs. The process involved deep meditation, breath control, and specific movements, resembling an ancient ritual. As he channelled his focus into his core, a sharp pain radiated through his abdomen, signaling the struggle to unlock the elixir field. Despite the discomfort, the sensation intensified, making his body feel as though it was resisting the change.

Hours stretched into what felt like an eternity. Just as he neared the brink of consciousness, a final surge of energy erupted within him. Tim screamed, and everything faded to black. When he awoke, sunlight streamed through the window, bathing the room in warmth. A newfound vitality pulsed within him, and as he sat up, he realized he had successfully unlocked his dantian.

As Tim examined his surroundings, he sensed a newfound awareness. Not only had he tapped into the qi flowing through him, but there was also an unusual connection to mana—the arcane energy he’d only read about in fantasy novels. Tim marveled at this dual gift. He was now both a cultivator, equipped with the mystical energies of life, and a conduit for magic. This revelation sparked an ambition within him: he could explore realms beyond imagination, embarking on a journey that would change his life forever.

“Holy s**t! It worked!” he laughed, his voice filled with exhilaration. “I feel warmth inside me. I can see clearly, I can hear Uncle Jake praying! This is amazing! But—what’s that smell?” He wrinkled his nose and chuckled. “Oh, it’s me. A quick shower is in order. Master Carter, I’ll definitely defeat you today, and I’ll finally get Jake to answer my questions.”