My Naija Guy In the Cultivation World

Chapter 13: Leaving the Forest Behind

The dense forest canopy above seemed endless, the thick trees and tangled vines blocking out much of the sunlight. Kayode's path was steady, his every step more purposeful than before. The Igbo Warrior Mask sat securely on his face, a reminder of his new-found strength, while the Funnybros Bag of Endless Space hung at his side, a weight that felt oddly comforting.

Oba, still perched lazily on his shoulder, glanced around with his ever-watchful golden eyes, his tail flicking in amusement.

"So, you think you're ready to leave this forest, huh?" Oba asked, his voice tinged with a playful mockery. "It's not a bad place for training, you know. But I suppose you're eager to see what's outside these trees."

Kayode's gaze swept over the dense foliage, a sense of determination in his eyes. The forest had been his refuge, his training ground, but he knew the time had come to move forward. There were more dangers, more opportunities beyond the wilderness—more enemies to defeat and allies to find.

"I'm ready," Kayode replied, his voice steady and resolute. "The forest has served its purpose. I need to see what lies ahead. I need to grow stronger, and to do that, I have to leave."

Oba let out a low chuckle. "Don't think it'll be all sunshine and rainbows out there, kid. The world beyond is far more dangerous. But I guess that's why you're so eager, isn't it? You want to carve your own path."

Kayode nodded without hesitation, his mind already set on the future. He had gained strength, but he knew it wasn't enough yet. To ascend in the Cultivation World, he would need more—more battles, more challenges, and more experiences that would push him to his limits.

"I'll face whatever comes," Kayode said, his grip tightening on his staff. "I've got the power now. The system will guide me. And I have you, Oba."

The black dragon cat on his shoulder gave a low purr. "Flattery won't get you far, but I suppose I'll allow it. Alright, let's get out of here. Just be mindful of what's waiting beyond the trees."

Kayode pushed forward, the forest opening up as he moved. The thick branches of the trees parted, revealing a new landscape beyond—rolling hills and distant mountains, with a wide river cutting through the land like a silver thread.

As they stepped beyond the treeline, the air felt different. It was fresher, more open, and Kayode could feel the weight of the world pressing in on him. The Cultivation World was no longer a distant concept—it was right there in front of him, full of opportunities and dangers alike.

Oba stretched, leaping off Kayode's shoulder and landing gracefully on the ground. "This is it. The real world. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Kayode smiled, feeling the energy in the air, the pulsating Qi that hummed around him like an untapped resource. This was where his journey would truly begin. The forest had been his first lesson, but now he was ready for the challenges that awaited him.

"I'm not afraid," Kayode said, his voice strong. "I've come this far, and I'll keep going. The system, the power in my blood—it's all here to help me grow."

Oba flicked his tail, his golden eyes glowing faintly as he looked at Kayode. "Then lead the way, kid. Let's see what you're made of."

Kayode stepped forward, his pace confident. As he moved farther from the forest, the vastness of the world around him seemed to open up. He could already hear the sounds of distant cities, of people moving about their daily lives, of the quiet murmur of cultivators training in their own hidden corners of the world.

Kayode's thoughts shifted to his future. The system had outlined his path. The ranks of cultivation—Body Tempering, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, and beyond. It was all laid out before him, but the road to each level would not be easy. He had already faced cruelty in the world, and he knew that the challenges ahead would be even more brutal.

Still, he was undeterred. He had the Igbo Warrior Mask to enhance his strength, the Spirit Gathering Orb to refine his Qi, and the Funnybros Bag to hold everything he would gather along the way.

With his new resolve and the confidence in his step, Kayode moved forward, his path no longer confined to the forest's edges. The Cultivation World awaited him, full of untold secrets, powerful enemies, and boundless opportunities.

Oba, following closely behind, muttered, "Let's see what you can do out here, kid. But don't forget—strength alone won't carry you. You need more than that to survive."

Kayode's smile remained unwavering. "I'll find what I need. And when the time comes, I'll make my own destiny."

The forest was now far behind them, but the world ahead was filled with untold possibilities. Kayode was no longer a wanderer lost in the wilderness—he was a cultivator, determined to carve his place in the world.

And nothing would stop him....