Apocalypse: Surviving as the God of a Tiny Cultivation Sect

As soon as Clayne slammed the bathroom door open violently, his breathing already sounded extremely rough and unstable.

His entire body was burning.

Not ordinary heat.

Not fever.

But something far more terrifying.

The spiritual qi released by the heavenly tribulation tempered dried mango still surged crazily throughout every part of his body continuously. It flooded his meridians endlessly while his muscles spasmed repeatedly from the pressure building inside him.

Right now, Clayne could already feel it clearly.

He was nearing his limit.

Every second that passed made him feel like his body would suddenly burst apart into an exploding mass of flesh and blood.

The only thing keeping him together right now was pure stubbornness.

Meanwhile, his thoughts had already become chaotic.

He needed water.

Cold water.

He needed to submerge himself and calm down before the spiritual qi completely exploded out of control.

But the moment he barged inside the bathroom...

He froze completely.

Because someone was already there.

A girl.

No.

Not just any girl.

A very beautiful girl.

She wore the same school uniform as him except it was the female version. The white blouse she wore had already become messy and partially loosened from earlier struggles while the dark skirt clung tightly around her smooth thighs. Her long black hair cascaded behind her shoulders beautifully although slightly disheveled from exhaustion.

Her face looked youthful.

Almost baby faced.

Soft enough making someone lower their guard instinctively.

Yet strangely, the expression in her eyes carried a mature sharpness that did not match her youthful appearance at all.

And right now...

With her breathing uneven...

With her cheeks flushed red from overheating...

With sweat glistening faintly across her skin...

And with three blood red flesh tails writhing slowly behind her like living creatures...

She looked unbelievably captivating.

Dangerously captivating.

Most importantly...

Her face looked familiar.

Extremely familiar.

Clayne could not immediately remember where he saw her before because his thoughts were becoming increasingly blurry from the spiritual qi overload, but the sense of familiarity hit him immediately.

Meanwhile, Urduja instantly stared toward him cautiously.

Her expression immediately became tense afterward.

"Who are you?"

Her voice sounded strained.

But then, almost immediately, her expression suddenly changed.

Because she could already sense the terrifying amount of energy leaking from Clayne’s body continuously.

"Wait..."

"Get away from me..."

"You’ll be in danger..."

Clayne weakly blinked afterward.

He honestly did not understand what she meant anymore.

Danger?

Right now, the only danger he felt was himself exploding apart from the terrifying amount of spiritual qi rampaging throughout his body continuously.

Meanwhile, Urduja herself was barely holding on.

The strange crystal inside her body still continued resisting suppression violently while the pheromones leaking from her body had already become completely unstable.

Then suddenly...

Clayne smelled something.

A strange scent entered his nose.

Warm.

Sweet.

Intoxicating.

It instantly spread throughout his senses like poison.

At first, Clayne instinctively resisted.

But the pheromones flooding the bathroom became increasingly dense continuously.

And right now, his body and mind were already unstable because of the spiritual qi overload.

Meanwhile, Urduja herself lost control first.

Her pupils trembled violently afterward.

Then suddenly...

She lunged toward him.

And Clayne instinctively caught her.

Immediately afterward, the two collided together.

And everything afterward completely spiraled out of control.

The entire bathroom instantly became chaotic.

The overwhelming spiritual qi flooding from Clayne’s body continuously leaked outward crazily while Urduja desperately absorbed everything she could to suppress the crystal inside her own body.

One needed releasing.

The other needed suppressing.

Neither focused on lust anymore.

Both merely acted on instinct.

On survival.

Meanwhile, the spiritual qi continuously erupting from Clayne’s body became increasingly violent afterward.

The entire bathroom trembled repeatedly.

Boom!

One cubicle instantly shattered apart.

Crack!

The mirrors exploded violently afterward.

Water pipes burst continuously.

The floor beneath them cracked repeatedly from the pressure leaking around them.

Meanwhile, Urduja’s parasitic tails lashed wildly throughout the bathroom while massive amounts of blood essence surged throughout her body continuously.

The moment the spiritual qi from Clayne entered her body properly...

The malignant crystal instantly reacted.

At first, it resisted violently.

The same way it rejected her earlier suppressions.

But this time...

The spiritual qi flooding from Clayne completely overwhelmed it.

The suppression that Urduja failed fifteen times earlier suddenly succeeded instantly.

Meanwhile, Clayne himself continuously released spiritual qi nonstop.

The more spiritual qi escaped his body...

The calmer his internal condition became.

The unbearable pressure inside his meridians gradually weakened afterward.

The spiritual qi no longer felt like it would explode him apart immediately.

And so...

The two remained tangled together while terrifying energies continuously circulated between them.

The bathroom completely turned into a battlefield.

The walls cracked repeatedly.

Every cubicle eventually collapsed completely.

The sinks shattered apart.

Tiles exploded continuously.

Even the reinforced bathroom door bent inward from the pressure released throughout the room.

Hours passed like this endlessly.

Half a day eventually passed.

And only then...

Silence finally returned.

Meanwhile...

Clayne remained asleep peacefully afterward.

His breathing became calm.

The spiritual qi overflowing from his body finally stabilized completely.

He slept deeply afterward.

Comfortably.

Like someone who narrowly escaped death.

Meanwhile...

Urduja slowly opened her eyes.

At first, she looked dazed.

Confused.

Her thoughts remained blurry for several moments.

Then suddenly...

Her eyes widened.

Because she immediately realized something.

She was not undead.

The crystal inside her body had already been completely subdued.

No.

Not merely subdued.

It had fully fused into her body already.

Urduja slowly sat upward afterward.

Then immediately, fragments of memory flooded back into her mind.

The crystal.

The unbearable instability.

The strange spiritual qi overflowing from Clayne.

Then...

Everything afterward.

Immediately, her face turned completely red.

Her entire body froze afterward.

Then slowly...

She turned toward the side.

And there...

Clayne slept peacefully on the broken bathroom floor.

His clothes had already been completely torn apart during the earlier chaos.

Meanwhile, when Urduja slowly looked toward herself...

She realized her own clothes were also ruined completely.

Immediately afterward...

Her face became even redder.

Her thoughts turned chaotic instantly.

She survived.

She truly survived.

But at what cost?

Her purity.

The thing she stubbornly protected even after rebirth.

The thing she believed she would never willingly give away.

And now...

It was taken by a boy.

A younger boy at that.

Urduja suddenly laughed bitterly afterward.

The laugh sounded filled with self mockery.

"In my previous life..."

"I struggled endlessly..."

"I planned everything carefully..."

"And after all that..."

"I still ended up like this..."

But then suddenly...

Her expression froze.

Because she sensed something strange inside her body.

Immediately afterward...

One blood red flesh tail slowly emerged behind her.

Then another.

Then another.

Three tails.

Then...

A fourth.

Urduja instantly froze completely afterward.

Because fourth stage parasitic evolution should not have been possible yet.

Her eyes widened further afterward.

But before she could even fully process it...

Another blood red flesh tail suddenly emerged behind her.

A fifth parasitic tail.

The five blood red flesh tails slowly twisted behind her afterward while terrifying biological energy flooded throughout her body continuously.

The pressure leaking from her body had already completely surpassed her previous level.

Urduja stared blankly afterward.

Her breathing became uneven again.

Then slowly...

Disbelief completely filled her eyes.

"I..."

"I’m this powerful now...?"