The Canglan Continent.
In front of the Cliff of Northern Desolation, the most dangerous of the three great forbidden lands, a young man with black hair and dark eyes leaned against a massive boulder. He was drenched in blood, his chest heaving violently. Within few seconds, a pool of crimson had gathered at his feet, a stark sign that he was at the end of his rope, his life force nearly extinguished.
The man would have fallen down a time ago if the big rock was not holding him up.
In front of him a huge crowd of people filled the horizon blocking out the sky. The elite forces of the entire Canglan Continent were all here. Ancient monsters from the strongest sects had emerged, and the legendary figures were also very powerful. It was surprising to see them because people thought they had passed away a long time ago. The power of the people was so great that it could shake the world.
But today they had only one target: Ye Lingyun, the Nether Demon Emperor, one of the ten Great Emperors whose name made everyone tremble in fear.
If someone could beat him they would get a lot of power, a status, many treasures and divine favor!
"Ye Lingyun! Surrender peacefully and stop this futile struggle! You have fallen into demonhood. Hand over the Exquisite Pagoda, let us hurt your cultivation so you can not use them anymore, and return with us for judgment! Perhaps then, we might spare your life!" The people were very angry. They were yelling at Ye Lingyun and their voices were so loud that they were shaking the mountains.
Ye Lingyun looked up and sneered, his eyes filled with supreme irony.
"Bah! You fucking bastards! You're nothing but fools, being used as tools by that old dog, Mo Xuanye!"
"Besides, there is only one Exquisite Pagoda and there are hundreds of you, so who gets it? How will you divide the prize?"
As the words fell, the crowd stiffened. A mix of awkwardness, anger, and suspicion flickered in the eyes of the gathered masters as they began to eye one another with wariness.
"How dare you, vile youth!" A middle-aged man in crimson-gold battle armor stepped forward, his voice booming like a bell. "Ye Lingyun you are causing trouble. That is not a good thing to do. If you keep thinking you are right you will get hurt badly today!"
Ye Lingyun laughed hard. He laughed much it seemed like he had just heard the funniest thing ever. He slanted his gaze toward the man. "A gentleman? You call yourself a gentleman?"
His eyes flashed with cold light. "Song Yunfeng, great Sect Master... if your father hadn't begged me to save you a hundred years ago, your bones would have rotted inside a spirit beast by now. I don't get how you are still alive and standing here talking to me like that, like a dog barking loudly."
"Actually, I take that back. A dog at least knows gratitude. You? You are less~than~an~animal."
"You... you..." Song Yunfeng trembled with rage, His face was white. Then it turned gray. He pointed a shaking finger at Ye Lingyun but he could not get any words out.
"Yunfeng, why you are wasting words on a dying man?"A gentle voice spoke up. Beside Song Yunfeng, a man who was wearing snow- robes and holding a horsetail whisk stepped forward. The man looked like a wise person who lived a long time ago his voice was warm but the things he said could hurt Ye Lingyun very badly.
"Ye Lingyun do you really not get it? Your master, Feng Yueyao, has entered seclusion and refuses to see anyone. Today, no one can save you!"
When someone said "Feng Yueyao" Ye Lingyun smiled at himself. He thought of his Empress Master, the woman who loved to tease him, who seemed unreliable and eccentric, yet always jumped out to shield him the moment he caused trouble. In the end, after that great catastrophe, she had severed all ties with him.
He thought that no matter what happened if the whole world came crashing down and everyone wanted him dead that person would definitely show up here.
But she didn't.
So that is how it is. Feng Yueyao has the kindness of a teacher, towards him, and saving him was a favor; not saving him was her right. He didn't blame her.
Returning to the present, Ye Lingyun let out a smile of utter derision: "You pieces of shit think you can kill me?!"
The mans eyes were closing. Then a cold light came into his eyes. His fingers, which were covered in blood grabbed the edge of the rock he was sitting on. At that moment something crazy happened to his body. It was like his body was bursting with energy. His skin started to glow with streaks of blood over it.
"Fuck! He's self-detonating his Origin! Retreat! Fast!" The masters who were standing there turned white with fear. They stopped pretending to be brave. They quickly moved back. Started calling for their most powerful treasures to keep themselves safe.
His meridians were hurt. He felt a pain all over his body. . Ye Lingyun slowly lifted his face , which was all twisted, in pain and looked out at the horizon. Toward the direction of Feng Yueyao's empire. Ye Lingyun whispered in a voice, "Master... if there is a next life... I wish to never be your disciple again..."
BOOM!!
A huge explosion broke the sky into pieces. A red fog filled the air and fire burned the sky of the Northern Desolation. This fire swept away the people who wanted treasure so badly and had been yelling for it. The Northern Desolation was, on fire. The greedy masters were gone.
Canglan Continent, a thousand years ago.
Ye Lingyun's consciousness slowly came back. 'What the fuck? How am I not dead? I clearly detonated my Origin...'
He opened his eyes wide and it hit him that he was lying on a really soft bed. The warmth of the quilt told him he was alive.
[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for gaining a new life!]
A cheerful, mechanical system voice rang in his mind.
"System! You're alive too!This is amazing! We've been reborn! Yaay Yatta!" Ye Lingyun grew excited. "System did you make this happen to us?"
[Nope, Host!] the System replied with a puzzled mechanical tone. [Regarding this rebirth, even me is completely baffled!]
Ye Lingyun rubbed his chin thought for a moment. Then he shrugged his shoulders. "Bruh forget it. It must be because I am a a lucky person, a man who has a special destiny!"
System: [mmmmhhhh....]
Ye Lingyun looked around the stone hut. It was clean and nice. He knew this place. This was where he lived when he was an outer disciple of the Phoenix Sect. It was under the System's guidance that he had once saved the hunted Saintess, Feng Yueyao, in a secret realm, becoming her disciple and rising very fast to the top.
He checked his current cultivation: Ninth Level of the Body Tempering Realm.The Qi Refining Realm was one step away.
The cultivation levels of this world are: Body Tempering, Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Severing, Void Refinement, Body Integration, Tribulation Transcendence, Saint, and Emperor.
[Ding! Host awakened. Distributing Beginner Binding Reward—3x Bone-Washing & Blood-Changing Pills!]
With a thought, three white, fragrant pills appeared in his hand. He put all of the pills in his mouth and swallowed them. The pills made him feel warm over. This warm feeling went through his body and the man could feel his energy the white pills made his energy go up high.
First Level of Qi Refining! Second Level of Qi Refining! ...
It didn't stop until the Fifth Level of the Qi Refining Realm.
Ye Lingyun let out a breath of air. This power was not much compared to what he used to have. But Ye Lingyuns eyes were still full of ambition. In this life Ye Lingyun had his past memories and the System so Ye Lingyun believe he could become an Emperor Realm again even if Ye Lingyun did not have Feng Yueyao.
"The Exquisite Pagoda, the Seven-Colored Glazed Fruit, and Mo Xuanye..."
This time, he wouldn't be the pitiful disciple who waited for a master who never showed up. Those who owed him... he would collect every debt with interest!