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Chapter 158 -: 157 Continuous failure. · Oct 28, 2026

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151 Chapter 151 -: 150 Sudden physical growth. 2026-10-28
152 Chapter 152 -: 151 The world is not biased after all. 2026-10-28
153 Chapter 153 -: 152 Entering the 11th floor. 2026-10-28
154 Chapter 154 -: 153 The last trial. 2026-10-28
155 Chapter 155 -: 154 Invincible path treasure. 2026-10-28
156 Chapter 156 -: 155 Refining treasure.[1] 2026-10-28
157 Chapter 157 -: 156 Refining treasure.[2] 2026-10-28
158 Chapter 158 -: 157 Continuous failure. 2026-10-28
159 Chapter 159 -: 158 Excellently done! 2026-10-28
160 Chapter 160 -: 159 Sudden change! 2026-10-28
161 Chapter 161 -: 160 Schemes. 2026-10-28
162 Chapter 162 -: 161 I’m the Lone king—Miasma! 2026-10-28
163 Chapter 163 -: 162 Fighting Miasma.[1] 2026-10-28
164 Chapter 164 -: 163 Fighting Miasma.[2] 2026-10-28
165 Chapter 165 -: 164 Miasma’s offer. 2026-10-28
166 Chapter 166 -: 165 Rosalina’s Secrifice. 2026-10-28
167 Chapter 167 -: 166 Julius’s pride. 2026-10-28
168 Chapter 168 -: 167 Shocking change!! 2026-10-28
169 Chapter 169 -: 168 Julius’s breakdown[1] 2026-10-28
170 Chapter 170 -: 169 Julius’s breakdown [2] 2026-10-28
171 Chapter 171 -: 170 Miasma’s evil actions. 2026-10-28
172 Chapter 172 -: 171 The outcome of Miasma’s evil actions. 2026-10-28
173 Chapter 173 -: 172 The Dean’s shook! 2026-10-28
174 Chapter 174 -: 173 Experiencing heaven. 2026-10-28
175 Chapter 175 -: 174 This is heavenly! 2026-10-28
176 Chapter 176 -: 175 Sudden interruption.[Slightly 18+] 2026-10-28
177 Chapter 177 -: 176 Envoy. 2026-10-28
178 Chapter 178 -: 177 Kill the envoy! 2026-10-28
179 Chapter 179 -: 178 Julius’s teasing. 2026-10-28
180 Chapter 180 -: 179 Next actions. 2026-10-28
181 Chapter 181 -: 180 Family time. 2026-10-28
182 Chapter 182 -: 181 Nice whiskey. 2026-10-28
183 Chapter 183 -: 182 Lust is very deficult to control. 2026-10-28
184 Chapter 184 -: 183 Nathaniel’s pridicament [1] 2026-10-28
185 Chapter 185 -: 184 Nathaniel’s Pridicament.[2] 2026-10-28
186 Chapter 186 -: 185 The legend of superheros. 2026-10-28
187 Chapter 187 -: 186 With great secrets, comes great lying skills. 2026-10-28
188 Chapter 188 -: 187 Rosel’s admiration. 2026-10-28
189 Chapter 189 -: 188 The sun is about to set. 2026-10-28
190 Chapter 190 -: 189 The holy empire will face its ruin. 2026-10-28
191 Chapter 191 -: 190 The first empress. 2026-10-28
192 Chapter 192 -: 191 Ciel Scarlet. 2026-10-28
193 Chapter 193 -: 192 A lustful woman’ desire[1] 2026-10-28
194 Chapter 194 -: 193 A lustful woman’ desire.[2] 2026-10-28
195 Chapter 195 -: 194 A lustful woman’ desire [3] 2026-10-28
196 Chapter 196 -: 195 A lustful woman’ desire.[4] 2026-10-28
197 Chapter 197 -: 196 A lustful woman’ desire.[5] 2026-10-28
198 Chapter 198 -: 197 A lustful woman’ desire.[6] 2026-10-28
199 Chapter 199 -: 198 A lustful woman’ desire.[7] 2026-10-28
200 Chapter 200 -: 199 Peaceful times. 2026-10-28

Chapter 158: Chapter: 157 Continuous failure.

”Boom!”

The explosion was small, just a quick burst of sound and force that left everything around them completely unharmed.

Yet the moment it happened, a sudden, stabbing pain slammed into Julius’s chest like a hidden blade.

”Cough! Cough! Cough!” Julius bent forward sharply, one hand pressed hard against his mouth as violent coughs tore out of him.

Rosalina, who had been standing right beside him, rushed forward without hesitation.

She gently caught his shoulder, turning his face toward hers with careful hands.

”Are you okay?” she asked, her voice tight with worry as she saw how deathly pale his face had become.

A thin line of blood showed at the corner of his mouth, fresh evidence of the backlash that had struck him.

Julius wiped the blood away quickly with the back of his hand and gave her a small, reassuring nod.

The pain had not been overwhelming, but it had hit one of the most delicate parts inside him, his core.

Even the lightest touch there sent ripples of agony through his body, forcing the coughs out before he could stop them.

The Lone King watched quietly from the side, his expression calm but concerned.

”You should rest a bit before trying again,” he suggested, his tone steady.

But Julius did not stop. Time was already slipping away from him, and every full refinement took two to three long hours.

It was better to push forward without pause.

He gently moved Rosalina’s hand from his shoulder and turned back toward the furnace, forcing his focus into place once more.

She stepped back slowly, her brows creasing into a deep, worried frown as she watched the materials begin to fly forward again.

All of them lifted and streamed toward the furnace, one after another, including the massive bear carcass at the very end.

Its heavy body cut through the air with surprising speed before dropping inside.

’7000°C,’ Julius thought.

The temperature inside the furnace climbed sharply, and the bright blue flames roared higher in response.

His body still trembled faintly from the earlier backlash, a subtle shake that ran through his arms and hands.

The Lone King noticed it right away and spoke in a soft, careful voice.

”The calmer you are, the better your chances will be. Calm your mind and don’t let restlessness take over.”

Julius heard the words clearly, but his mind was already steady.

The shaking in his hands came only from the leftover effects of that first painful strike, not from any nervousness.

’Phew.’ Julius let the required time pass, breathing slowly, then lowered the heat with focused will. ’3000°C.’

A light ripple appeared across the surface of the furnace, like a stone dropped into still water.

He stared at it intently, waiting until the moment felt exactly right. Then... 2000°C. ℴℴ𝘮

1000°C.

500°C.

100°C.

And at last, the most dangerous part arrived once more.

Julius drew in a long, steady breath and locked his eyes on the furnace. He knew it was almost impossible to succeed on only the second try.

Still, the thought of suffering through a hundred more backlashes like this made his stomach tighten.

Even the first one had left his face pale and drained.

The pain had been sharp and vicious, like a brutal kick straight to the most sensitive spot, intense for only a few seconds, yet hard to forget.

He glanced sideways at the Lone King for a brief second.

His own face stayed completely blank, no emotion showing. Then he looked back at the furnace and withdrew his gaze.

He thought the words with slow, deliberate care.

0°C.

And right after...10000°C.

”Boom!”

Another explosion ripped through the furnace, another failure. This time Julius was ready.

In the split second the blast hit, he instantly severed every mana connection to his core, faster than a blink of an eye. It was just enough.

”Cough! Cough! Cough!” Fresh coughs tore out of him.

He bit down hard on the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then he slowly reached down and pinched the left side of his waist. His face drained of color in an instant.

”Cough! Cough! Cough!” Another violent fit shook him as more blood spilled from his lips.

Rosalina hurried over right away and grabbed his shoulders.

”Are you okay?” Her face had gone completely pale with worry.

She rubbed slow circles on his back and gently wiped the blood from his mouth with her fingers.

”If you want to withdraw... there’s no need to keep going,” she said, her voice trembling with concern.

The Lone King watched from the side, calm as ever.

”There won’t be any lasting harm to your core,” he said, his tone steady and composed, his eyes blank.

”But if you can bear the pain, you will be able to refine a celestial grade treasure.”

Julius gave him a small nod. He turned to Rosalina and spoke softly.

”I’ll be fine.” A gentle smile touched his lips as he leaned in and kissed her forehead.

”Now let me concentrate,” he said quietly.

He stepped back toward the furnace and began the process once more.

The process repeated again and.....

0°c

10000°c

”Boom!” It failed again, the third also failed and Julius again repeated what he did the second time.

...

5th try.

0°C.

10000°C.

Boom!

Failure again. Julius coughed hard, each try leaving his face a little paler.

Rosalina stayed right beside him, pale with worry, rubbing his back every time the pain hit.

The Lone King watched silently from the side, showing no reaction as failure followed failure.

...

27th try.

0°C.

10000°C.

Julius stared, heart tight. The expected explosion did not come.

He did not relax. Instead he began counting in his head, every number heavy with focus and exhaustion.

’One...’ Nothing. The Lone King leaned closer, eyes locked on the furnace.

Rosalina kept rubbing his back, too worried to feel hope.

Two.

The explosion hit.

Julius coughed out fresh blood. This time the pain burned deeper, sharper, like fire inside his chest.

...

He kept going.

At the 50th try he lasted three full seconds before it failed.

At the 70th try he reached six seconds.

At the 88th try he made it to eight.

Each time the backlash tore through him harder. Each time he pushed forward anyway.

...

96th try.

Julius’s eyes had turned cloudy. His breathing came rough and heavy. His cheeks looked hollow, his lips dry and cracked.

Every breath hurt. Every heartbeat felt like it carried the weight of all the failed attempts.

”You are close,” the Lone King said. His voice stayed mostly flat, but a faint lift of excitement slipped through.

Rosalina leaned in, her face just as pale as his. ”You can still withdraw...” she whispered.

Julius shook his head slowly. ”No. I’ve already come this far. Too much time has passed. We won’t gain anything if I stop now.”

He gave her a tired, messy smile and gently rubbed her cheek with trembling fingers.

He turned back to the furnace.

All the materials flew in once more. He pulled his scattered focus together with everything he had left.

7000°C.

The blue flames roared high.

3000°C.

2000°C.

1000°C.

500°C.

100°C.

Then the moment that decided everything.

0°C...

10000°C.

One... His mind stayed locked, refusing to waver despite the exhaustion pulling at him.

Two...

Three...

Four...

Five...

Six...

Seven...

Eight...

Everyone’s attention froze on the furnace. Hearts pounded. Rosalina prayed silently, ’Please... please...’ She no longer cared about the treasure...only that Julius would be okay. But he kept going.

Julius stared with wide, bloodshot eyes. He was about to count nine when....

Bam!!

A loud crash echoed from the door.

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