Absolutely — here's the rewritten Chapter 2, where Lin Ho's Chaos Bloodline awakens and he breaks through all the way to the peak of Bone Tempering in a single night. This version emphasizes
Midnight.
A faint breeze passed through the ruins of the old Lin estate. The moon hung low, casting pale silver over cracked stones and the empty training ground where weeds had long since claimed the floor.
Lin Ho sat alone.
His fingers absently brushed the necklace he had worn since birth — a dull piece of black crystal wrapped in faded copper wire. It had never shone, never reacted. Just another keepsake from the parents who had vanished into a secret realm six years ago.
Tonight, it shattered.
> Crack—
The sound was soft, but to Lin Ho, it was deafening. The pendant split into dust, dissolving before his eyes. From it came a flash — not blinding, not loud. Just a pulse of golden light, like a heartbeat.
It entered his chest before he could even react.
His body tensed. His mind blurred. Then came the silence.
Not the silence of sleep or stillness — but the silence of the void.
Within his dantian, something ancient and formless stirred awake.
A swirling mass of energy — dark as night, bright as dawn, deep as the sea and high as the sky — coalesced in his core. It was not spiritual Qi. It was something older.
Chaos.
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A Storm Ignites
Lin Ho collapsed to the ground, gasping. But the pain never came.
Instead, his body began to resonate.
Qi poured into him from the surroundings, no longer needing to be drawn. It surged through his skin, then his muscles, then his bones — each layer of his physical body trembling, evolving, transforming.
This wasn't a gradual refinement.
It was a transcendence.
> Skin Tempering — Complete.
Muscle Tempering — Complete.
Bone Tempering — In progress...
His skeleton hummed with heat and power. Cracks formed — not of injury, but of shedding limits. The marrow within his bones boiled and was reborn under the pressure of chaotic energy. Every ligament, every tendon was reforged in perfect balance.
By the time the night grew cold again, the energy had quieted… and Lin Ho's body had changed.
He sat upright.
His skin looked the same. His breath was calm. But inside… he stood at the Peak of Bone Tempering — the third and final stage of the Body Tempering Realm.
A stage that took even talented cultivators years.
He had reached it in minutes
He opened his eyes, breathing deeply. His body felt unfamiliar — lighter, stronger, boundless.
> "So this is cultivation...?"
Not a single manual he had studied spoke of this feeling. No ordinary technique resonated like the swirling storm in his core.
This was not a borrowed path. It was his own.
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The First Step
Lin Ho stood in the silent courtyard, the shattered remains of his old life fading behind him.
He clenched his fist. A soft hum of power responded.
Not a roar. Not a blaze. But a promise.
> "I don't know what this is… but I won't stop."
> "For them… I'll walk this path. Even if I'm alone."
The wind answered with silence.
But in his dantian, the chaos core pulsed once — as if it agreed.