Thanh Vân Star, Blazing God Starfield
This was a renowned planet in the Blazing God Starfield, simply because it was the ancestral land of one of the Eight Great Clans that divided the entire Blazing God Starfield: the Yu Clan.
Legend has it that all Eight Great Clans have God-level experts presiding over them, and not just one. The relationships between the Eight Great Clans are not very harmonious; in this world, status and interests always come first, leading to frequent conflicts among the clans.
On this day, on Thanh Vân Star, at the Yu Clan's ancestral land, Mount Demon God, the atmosphere was heavy, the sky churned, and interwoven lightning bolts revealed immense pressure. This was a lightning tribulation, a threshold set by the Heavenly Dao to test cultivators. Passing it meant paradise, a single step to ascend to the heavens. Failing lightly would result in a weakened Dao foundation and a regression in cultivation. Failing severely meant the body perishing and the Dao vanishing. If fortunate enough to have a God Realm mighty figure intervene, there might be a chance to preserve the Dao foundation for a single re-cultivation.
Black lightning pierced the sky; unexpectedly, it was a Black Lightning Tribulation, which only occurs when an expert breaks through to the God-level. Cultivators facing this type of lightning tribulation almost never have a chance to overcome it; it is truly a certain death situation. Yet, at this moment, the one undergoing the tribulation seemed oblivious to this fact. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking up at the sky and laughing loudly:
"Haha, come on, you old bastard Heavenly Dao! Sooner or later, this old man will return everything you've given me all these years."
As if understanding his words, the tribulation lightning grew even more violent, the sky forming a colossal vortex... Boom... Crash... Roar. The first bolt of lightning tribulation descended...
"Haha, come on, I've been waiting for you for over a month, and my son will be born soon..."
Laughing loudly, he stood proudly, using his physical body to meet the heavenly tribulation. A hundred miles away, people stood watching him undergo the tribulation, their discussions growing boisterous.
"Haha, this little rascal is about to become a father, yet he's still taking such a huge risk. It seems he plans to use the lightning tribulation to temper his body." This was a middle-aged man, tall and imposing, yet the weariness in his eyes showed he was not as young as he appeared; in fact, he was over a hundred years old.
"Heh heh, this little rascal has been constantly encountering heavenly tribulations ever since he formed his Human Core. You know, we cultivators only start suffering the Heavenly Dao's torment after breaking through to godhood..." said an old man.
"I wonder what unvirtuous deeds he's committed..." another person chimed in.
"He's not even a hundred years old yet... and he already wants to reach the God Realm? You know, back then, I was still at the Heavenly Core stage. Truly unvirtuous..." another person sighed.
"Sigh... You guys are still talking. You only came here to wait for him to undergo tribulation just to demand his lightning god fluid. What kind of elders are you? If the outside world knew someone was undergoing a Black Lightning Tribulation as calmly as him, who knows what they'd think... Heh heh."
"Hmph! So what if they know? My Yu Clan isn't afraid of them."
"Heh heh, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. This little rascal will probably use the lightning tribulation fluid for his soon-to-be-born son. Do you want a share... go snatch it then..."
"Perhaps there's still some left..." someone said weakly.
"Enough!!! What kind of decorum is this? Little Shen is still undergoing tribulation. How are things on the other side?" A powerful voice rang out.
"Reporting to the Patriarch! The Young Madam is in labor! It won't be long before the young master is born," a voice reported.
"You know he's the young master?" the Patriarch asked.
"Uh...!!! Young Master Shen said so..." The maid fell silent.
"Wait..." the Patriarch said.
The boisterous arguments died down. The tribulation-taker had already passed the seventh tribulation. Aside from some tattered clothes, he wasn't severely injured, and a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth didn't erase his smile. It seemed that undergoing tribulation was not a serious matter for him.
“Heh heh, eighth tribulation, don't disappoint me... Lightning Tribulation Fluid, I'm coming for you!! Hahaha...” With that, he shot straight into the sky. Ever since breaking through to the Human Core Realm, he had known that he was born to walk alongside heavenly tribulations. He had also discovered something interesting during tribulations: Lightning Tribulation Fluid existed within the tribulation clouds. Lightning Tribulation Fluid was extremely beneficial for cultivation, especially for the divine soul. One must understand that even soul cultivators had to cultivate step by step to enhance their divine soul and expand their spiritual power! From then on, he sought a shortcut, but it only led to disappointment. That time, he forcefully intruded upon a Heaven Core Realm expert's tribulation, entering the tribulation clouds, and was severely injured by the lightning tribulation, almost to the point of destruction. Fortunately, a personal ancient treasure saved him from that ordeal. From then on, he knew that perhaps only a select few were "lucky" enough to have Lightning Tribulation Fluid hidden within their tribulation clouds, but he knew for certain that the Liệt Thần Star Domain had none!
As he plunged into the tribulation clouds, the lightning tribulation struck him like a flood. He remained fearless, continuously darting and weaving through the clouds, searching for Lightning Tribulation Fluid.
“Heh heh, ninth tribulation, wait until this old man gathers enough gifts for my son, then I'll come back to face you.” As he spoke, he sped away, collecting drops of Lightning Tribulation Fluid into his spatial ring. “Haaaiizzz... Only a little over ten thousand units so far. The more I use, the more I feel I lack...” he sighed. If the old monsters observing knew what he was thinking, they might just charge into the tribulation clouds and torture him to death. One must know that a single unit of Lightning Tribulation Fluid was basically enough for a Divine-level expert to slightly enhance their divine soul. This was beyond what even heavenly treasures and earthly wonders could describe! Truly outrageous...
After collecting over ten thousand units of Lightning Tribulation Fluid, he exited the lightning clouds, preparing to face the ninth tribulation. A flash of light, and a black saber appeared in his right hand. One must know that he hadn't used any magic treasures since he began his tribulation!
“Let me give you a taste of the divine ability I've just cultivated – Nine Waves Heavenly Saber.” With that, he swung his saber, and a jet-black saber light shot straight towards the sky where the ninth tribulation was forming. Boom... Boom!!!!! “End quickly...” he murmured.
The saber light he swung collided with the lightning flashes. Unexpectedly, the saber light, like successive waves, crashed against the lightning tribulation. Nine saber lights formed in succession, striking the lightning tribulation. The first, second, third... the lightning flashes showed no sign of stopping. The seventh saber light slashed at the tribulation, diminishing it slightly. The eighth saber, the tribulation decreased by twenty percent. The ninth saber, the tribulation decreased by forty percent, while the remaining sixty percent directly exploded upon him. It wasn't that simple; this time, he was pushed back, his hair disheveled, looking quite discomfited. However, it still wasn't enough to fundamentally injure him...
“Tsk! Tsk! Black lightning tribulation. I wonder what level the legendary black lightning rain is. Looks like I'm out of luck!!!!! See you again, lightning tribulation! Heh heh...!!!” he muttered as he flew into the sky. Suddenly, he looked up into the distance. His face was sculpted, with sharp features, a handsome and elegant demeanor, and a towering physique. He looked to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old. “Heh heh! Little rascal! Your father has waited long enough for you!”
In the direction he looked, pavilions stood close together, people bustled in and out, and the atmosphere was a little tense. It was a private estate.
“Little Shen, are you alright?” the Family Head asked.
“Father, I'm fine! After all, I, Vũ Thế Thần, already have an heir. Can't you stop calling me Little Shen?” he complained.
“In your parents' eyes, you're still a child.”
“Ugh!! I'm almost eighty, and still a child?!?” His face was filled with black lines. “My son, hurry and be born! Enough talk...” With that, he soared towards the private estate.
“Brat!!! Fix your clothes a bit, be careful not to scare the child into crying, they might mistake you for a ghost…” Wu Shi Shen swayed in the sky, replying, “It’ll cry even if I don’t scare it…”
When he arrived, the villa was surrounded by servants and several noble-looking women, waiting.
“A Shen, you’re done! Xiao Yun should be arriving soon…” a woman said. She looked youthful, with an elegant and noble demeanor, around thirty, as if her age had yet to manifest on her.
“Mother! After all, I just transcended a Divine Tribulation, didn’t I? Don’t you know how much hardship I endured? You’re being too heartless…” Wu Shi Shen replied. On his way here, he had already changed into neat clothes, so it was impossible to tell he had just struggled through a tribulation.
“Hmph! You call transcending the Heavenly Body Tribulation hardship? You’re even afraid of unleashing your divine abilities. Xiao Yun is the one truly suffering,” the woman said.
“Heh heh! While she suffers, I’ll go teach that little brat a lesson.” He said smugly.
“You dare bully my grandchild?!?” Almost simultaneously, the woman and a powerful voice rang out. The Patriarch had arrived!
“Uh!!! I was just joking…” He stammered awkwardly. Just then, he looked straight at the villa. At the same time, several gazes also turned towards the villa.
“Whoa… Whoa… Whoa…” Almost simultaneously, a nine-colored halo lit up the sky, but that wasn’t all. Below the halo, a swirling black vortex continuously expanded, mirroring the nine-colored halo. At the junction of these two areas, a colossal giant faintly sat, inhaling demonic energy and exhaling nine-colored light, then inhaling the nine-colored halo and exhaling demonic energy in a cycle.
“What kind of strange phenomenon is this?” An old man said.
“Nine colors… A phenomenon of chaos… The demonic energy seems to be suppressed.” The void shattered, and an old man looking about fifty appeared.
“Grandfather… This…” The Patriarch didn’t know what to say.
“Old Ancestor…”
“Greetings, Old Ancestor…” Everyone chorused their greetings.
“Uhm! No need for such formalities, stand up everyone! My Wu family has recently seen quite a few ancient physiques emerge, heh heh, I’m afraid they won’t tolerate much more! Let this little brat be… It’s also time for my Wu family to let the world know that we fear no one,” the Old Ancestor said domineeringly.
“Grandfather! Will there really be a great war?” the Patriarch asked.
“Yun’er! We’ve always kept a low profile, but there are many who don’t want others to compete with them. In this world, only the strong can truly hold power… If we must fight, then let’s fight to our heart’s content,” the Old Ancestor said indifferently.
“I will prepare…” the Patriarch said solemnly.
“BOOM…” Just then, the sky seemed to shatter, lightning wildly flashed, and black energy surged. The colossal giant suddenly opened its eyes, gazing fixedly into the distance. It stretched out a hand and reached into the void. “Hmph, so it’s you lot coming to cause trouble, even daring to follow this Venerable One… Karma should end now! Die!” “AHHHH…” A tearing sound of agony echoed from the void, and a gnarled arm fell from the void, crashing straight down onto Mount Demon God, causing that entire section of the mountain to tremble violently.
“What level of powerful being is this?” Someone asked, trembling.
“I’m afraid it has surpassed the Divine level,” the Old Ancestor looked solemnly towards the sky.
“Heh heh! Sooner or later, I’ll reach that level too,” Wu Shi Shen suddenly interjected.
“Silence! Is it your turn to speak?” Patriarch Wu Zhu Yun said.
“May I know your esteemed name, Senior? My Wu family will surely repay this kindness,” the Old Ancestor asked respectfully.
“You will know later! The Wu family will face a tribulation not far from now. I am merely a wisp of divine soul… Karma… Let that little brat grow up on his own,” the giant said.
“A wisp of divine soul…” Everyone trembled in incomprehension. If a mere wisp of divine soul is already so terrifying, what would happen if his true body descended?
"This matter is my doing, but it involves too much, so I must erase a part of your memories. You will understand later." With that, he waved his hand. Everyone's vision blurred for a moment, and then it was as if nothing had happened, the strange phenomenon still lingering... The giant remained silent. Had anyone seen, a cunning glint would have flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"Heh heh, this Venerable One is truly intelligent. No wonder I awakened the All-Seeing Eye so early that year."
The strange phenomenon lasted for nearly half an hour before finally ending. The private residence opened, and a middle-aged woman walked out, holding a baby that exuded an imposing aura. She appeared to be the midwife. In this world, newborns seemed to bypass the initial period of weakness, perhaps because this was a world of cultivators!
"It's the young master..." the middle-aged woman said respectfully.
"Haha, I knew it would be a little boy..." Wu Shi Chen said.
"Go play somewhere else!" Patriarch Wu Zhou Yun kicked him flying to the side. "Heh heh! Come, let Grandpa have a look at you... Wow! Wife, this nose looks like mine, and the eyes..."
"Hmph! Even if he resembles you, he won't be as crude as you are." The wife retorted. "A-Chen, go check on Yun'er for a bit." Wu Shi Chen reluctantly entered the private residence; he hadn't even had a chance to see his son's face yet.