Warhammer Cultivation: Cultivating the Tao Te Ching in the 40K Universe

The brotherhood they once shared is no longer in their eyes.

There was only endless resentment and thirst.

"join us……"

"Death is the only eternal peace..."

"Haven't you always missed us? Come on, let's be together forever..."

These voices, like the most vicious curses, burrowed into Barrett's mind.

He clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly with fear and anger.

He wanted to argue. He wanted to scream.

But when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.

A deep sense of powerlessness gripped his heart.

Yes. Why? Why am I still alive?

That question, like a maggot clinging to his bone, tormented him day and night.

In the ruins of Ulanno. In the dead of night when I wake up from a nightmare.

He asked himself the same question over and over again.

Now, the answer seems to be right in front of us.

Give up. Give up this pointless struggle. Join your brothers and return to the eternal darkness.

His gaze began to glaze over. His knees began to slowly bend.

Just as he was about to kneel down.

A warm, cool sensation came from my chest.

The feeling was like drinking the coolest spring water on a hot summer day.

In an instant, the flame of despair in his heart was extinguished!

The protective artifact that Dean Hector personally handed over to him!

It could neither protect him from calamity nor dispel his inner demons.

But it can protect that one thing in his heart—

The Last Qingming Festival!

Dean Hector's voice seemed to transcend time and space, resounding in his mind.

"Hold fast to your true self, and all evil will be unable to invade."

What is one's true nature?

"Your past, your present, your future."

"Your glory, your pain, your hope. Everything you believe in is your true self."

"If I were to possess some knowledge and walk the Great Way, I would only fear the consequences of my actions."

Everything I... firmly believe?

Barrett's gaze refocused.

What do I firmly believe in?

I firmly believe that the emperor will prevail.

I firmly believe that the empire will prevail.

I firmly believe... humanity will prevail!

These beliefs sustained him through countless battlefields filled with blood and fire.

But now, is that enough?

He looked at his "comrades" who were closing in, and at the pure, chaotic madness in their eyes.

Not enough. This is still not enough!

He recalled the days and nights he spent in the Taoist temple.

I recalled the warm and pure power I felt when I first guided Qi into my body.

I recalled the profound understanding I felt when I unleashed the first move, "Flowing Water," on the training ground. I also remembered the ancient and wise philosophies that Dean Hector shared in his classes.

"The Tao is the ultimate law of the universe."

"It is everywhere, yet goes unnoticed."

"Cultivation is not about gaining power, but about... knowing yourself."

Know yourself...

I am Barrett. I am the son of Cadian. I am a soldier of the Empire.

He is a psionicist.

But... I am also Dean Hector's student.

He is a cultivator who pursues the "Tao"!

The emperor's glory shines upon the empire's territory.

The light of the "Tao" shines upon my heart!

A brand new idea, like the first ray of light born from chaos, illuminated his entire sea of ​​consciousness.

I fight no longer just for the Emperor, for the Empire.

I fight to protect!

Protect the things I don't want to lose! Protect the things I believe are beautiful! Protect the hope that can spare more people from the pain I've endured!

A sudden realization, like a thunderclap, exploded in his heart!

At this moment, his resolve was firmer and clearer than ever before!

"I am Barrett!"

He suddenly looked up and let out his first roar since entering this illusion!

The voice was no longer hoarse. It was full of powerful energy!

"I am a soldier of the Empire! I am also a seeker of the Dao!"

"You are my brothers! You are my eternal pain and my eternal glory!"

"But you are not them!"

He pointed his finger at the "inner demons" that had momentarily slowed down because of his roar.

"You are merely reflections of my inner fears! They are the result of my cowardice in not daring to face my past!"

"Right here!"

"I want to bury my fear with my own hands!"

The blood-red clouds in the battlefield sky in my heart churned even more violently.

A crimson lightning bolt, thicker than all the previous lightning bolts combined, tore through the sky like a god's spear and struck down towards him!

This is the final blow of the Heavenly Tribulation! And also the most frenzied counterattack from the inner demons!

Faced with this devastating attack, Barrett's face showed no trace of fear.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The true essence within the body circulated wildly according to a mysterious trajectory.

It's not "flowing water." It's not "landslide."

Rather, it was something that Dean Hector had taught him, but which he only now, as if struck by a sudden inspiration, fully grasped—

"Unmoving as a mountain!"

His body seemed to transform into a majestic mountain in an instant. His will merged into the war-torn land beneath his feet.

Let the cannons roar. Let the ghosts wail and the gods howl.

I remain steadfast and unmoved!

Crimson lightning instantly engulfed him.

The aura representing Barrett, after flashing wildly, suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant light!

A calm, profound, yet ever-renewing aura emanated from him.

He succeeded.

On the viewing platform, a strange light flashed in Waldo's golden eyes.

"That warrior's will just now..."

"Very pure."

Macado nodded, a barely perceptible smile appearing on his aged face.

"An indomitable will."

"It belongs to the will of 'human beings'."

Their gaze shifted to their next target.

Chapter 202 Ephemeral Sky

Meanwhile, in a corner of the training ground.

A petite figure easily overcame her inner demons with almost no pain.

She was a girl with extraordinary talent.

Her Daoist heart was as pure as crystal.

A born cultivator, a born follower of the "Dao".

Even Hector couldn't help but marvel when he first saw her: as long as the population base is large enough, you can indeed see all kinds of "talents".

However, it was precisely this purity that made her newborn and powerful soul shine like an incomparably bright lighthouse in the darkness of the warp.

The moment she successfully transcended the tribulation.

A faint but boundless will of malice and greed crossed the endless distance and locked onto her.

That will far surpassed the level of ordinary demons.

Like a master hunter, it silently pierced the boundary between reality and illusion, extending an invisible "tentacle" to drag this delicious soul into an endless abyss.

It even bypassed the surface defense of the "Sky-Covering Array"!

However, just as that "tentacle" was about to touch the girl's soul...

Hector, suspended in the center of the great formation, glanced in that direction as if it were nothing more than an unintentional glance.

That glance was unremarkable.

It's like glancing at the dust on the roadside.

Then, the malevolent "tentacle" that was powerful enough to pollute a planet, along with the great will behind it, simultaneously let out a silent shriek filled with terror and pain.

It, along with all traces of its existence, was completely erased from its very source by an incomprehensible and irresistible "reason".

It was as if it had never existed.

If you've gathered so many resources, put in a year's worth of effort, are on Terra's home turf, and are operating the grand array you personally crafted, presiding over the Foundation Establishment advancement ceremony with your Golden Core cultivation... you still can't escape the underhanded tactics of the Four Chaos Gods.

Then we might as well not have Terra.

It's better not to cultivate the Tao or become an immortal.

Having done all this, Hector turned his gaze to the most unique Tribulation Transcender on the field.

Descendants of the Navigator family.

His ordeal will be the most exciting part of today's drama.