I Am a Celestial Second Generation

I am a Celestial Second Generation.

And probably the most awesome Celestial Second Generation.

Because my father is the most awesome. He is the Emperor of All Immortals of the Primordial Continent, the main world of the central star domain.

And I am an only child!

I receive all the love and affection.

The universe's number one Celestial Second Generation!!

My name is An Bulang.

My surname is An, my given name is Bu Lang.

As for why the son of a dignified Immortal Emperor has such a lame name, it's quite simple.

My father spent a long time in deep thought when choosing my name.

He deduced the grand cosmic progression, the evolution of primordial chaos, combined with yin, yang, the five elements, and bagua. He peered into unknowable destiny and finally arrived at a true saying: "Stay steady, don't go wild, and you can win!"

And so, the son of the Immortal Emperor was named An Bulang.

This name has profound meaning, is simple and grand, and contains a winning mantra.

In short, it's super great. This is universally acknowledged. No one dares to say otherwise.

At least, I've never heard anyone say my father's naming skills were bad…

Thinking of this, An Bulang let out another long sigh.

He didn't have high expectations for his name anyway. Judging from his father's beast companions, the Golden Crow Saintess was named Little Red, the Sky-Burning Phoenix was named Little Yellow, and the Heavenly Dao Nether Flower was named Little Mushroom, among other bloody examples, one could tell his father's naming standards. He had already resigned himself to his own name.

Actually, as the universe's number one Celestial Second Generation.

An Bulang's family loved him dearly, his friends cared about him deeply, and his living environment and atmosphere were excellent.

Yes, everything was good, even top-tier.

But he was truly unhappy.

It wasn't being melodramatic; he genuinely couldn't find his life's pursuit. It felt like he would live his entire life under his father's halo.

No matter who saw him, they would slap a huge label on him: "Son of the Immortal Emperor!"

Then, he became one of the most respected people in the world.

Without any need to strive, he possessed countless cultivation techniques and resources, gained the respect and fawning attention of various powerful beings and immortals, and had the world's most top-tier backing and the world's most terrifying influence…

Yes, he possessed everything that everyone in the world dreamed of.

He had all of this from the moment he was born.

Who could understand this kind of trouble?

What was the point of living?

When you have everything you want, what else can you pursue?

Surpass his father?

Ah… that might as well be death.

An Bulang was incredibly depressed, and various negative emotions accumulated over time.

He wasn't someone who indulged in pleasure.

He also wanted to achieve something, to gain recognition through his own efforts.

But every time he worked hard to overcome difficulties and complete something, although he received applause and congratulations, flowers and praise, he could still clearly feel the inherent sense of entitlement and indifference in others' hearts. "Of course the Son of the Immortal Emperor can do this, what's he so proud of?"

Yes, even the basic emotion of "pride" had been stripped away from him.

His life lacked any sense of accomplishment.

An Bulang's heart felt suffocated.

An emotion brewed within him, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

Not long after.

The fuse that ignited the volcano was finally lit.

That day.

A girl of unparalleled beauty walked up to him, produced a marriage contract, and said with a voice as pleasant as an oriole, but with words as cold as ice: "An Bulang, I want to break off the engagement!"

An Bulang was struck by lightning, then flew into a rage: "Han Yueling! Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't bully a young man…"

"Wuwuwu… everyone says I'm not good enough for you…" The girl suddenly burst into tears. "Yes, I'm merely the daughter of a sect leader from one of the Ten Great Sacred Sects, a lowly girl with only one Saint-grade Cold Spiritual Root, not even the top-ranked on the Goddess Ranking. I can't possibly match up to you, but can't I still break off the engagement?!"

With that, the girl tore up the marriage contract, weeping stormily, covered her face, and flew away.

An Bulang stood there, dumbfounded, watching the retreating silhouette of the girl.

Snowflakes drifted down, the north wind howled.

The wind was a little cold, and my heart ached a little…

This damned Celestial Second Generation of mine!!!

"Young Master An, Young Master An…"

"Please calm down!"

A young immortal's face was filled with terror as he constantly followed behind An Bulang, his tears almost falling.

"I'm already very calm, so don't stop me. Xiao Huazi, I have a good relationship with you, which is why I'm saying goodbye. But don't make things difficult for me." An Bulang walked through countless magnificent immortal palaces and arrived beside an ancient divine tree. Outside was a sea of floating clouds and a brilliant river of stars.

Xiao Huazi choked out, "You're making things difficult for me right now."

An Bulang didn't reply, his face resolute. "Hmph, only by running away from home, to a place where my father isn't, can I find my true self!"

"What I pursue is a true life, a life that truly has its ups and downs, its loves and hates, a life that is extremely colorful and brilliant, not a Celestial Second Generation living in the clouds!!"

"Young Master An…" Xiao Huazi's eyes turned red.

"Since I've decided to cast aside everything from the past…" An Bulang muttered to himself. The handsome face that could make others envious instantly became ordinary. "Remove the Divine Face, remove the Sky-Piercing Realm, remove the Azure Dragon Armor…"

This Celestial Second Generation discarded all his buffs and treasures one by one.

In the end, he was only wearing ordinary clothes and a jade hairpin.

An Bulang gazed at the exquisite jade hairpin, engraved with a Vermillion Bird and a True Dragon, and fell into a daze. He murmured, "This jade hairpin is the life-saving item my mother left me. There's nowhere in the myriad worlds this hairpin can't reach… I'm sorry, but I have to use it to run away from home now, to a place where neither Mom nor Dad can find me…"

Without this jade hairpin, An Bulang wouldn't even be able to leave the Great Luo Heaven Barrier of the Saint Domain.

"Xiao Huazi, please trouble yourself to take the remaining things to my father." An Bulang handed a spatial ring to the young immortal beside him and smiled, "Also, tell my father something…"

"What is it?" Xiao Huazi swallowed nervously.

"Just say…" A spark of fervor flashed in An Bulang's eyes. He activated the jade hairpin, and his body turned into a silver-white stream of light, soaring into the sky!

"Just say that I, An Bulang, am going to see the outside world. Once I've had my fill of fun, I'll naturally come back, hahahaha… Ah…!"

His heroic voice still echoed through heaven and earth.

An Bulang's figure had already disappeared, leaving only Xiao Huazi stunned beside the divine tree.

"Wuwuwu…"

"Young Master An, if I tell Master these exact words, I'm afraid I'll die!"

Xiao Huazi wept profusely, on the verge of collapse!

Immortal Emperor Palace, Yaoguang Pavilion.

A man in white, exuding an ethereal and transcendent aura, was leisurely sipping immortal tea.

In front of him, outside the pavilion, was a pool of water as clear as a mirror.

Beneath the lake was the sea of stars and the peak of myriad clouds. With a gentle stir, one could pluck stars at will.

"Husband, Lang'er has really run away from home."

A woman in green, her voice as melodious as the gentle chirping of a divine bird, said softly, her tone laced with worry.

The man smiled faintly and comforted her, "He's sixteen now, isn't he? The rebellious phase has arrived. It's good for him to go out and gain some experience. Besides, Lang'er has a destined tribulation, and we can't stop it."

"A tribulation?" The green-clad woman hesitated for a moment. "More than one, right?"

The man nodded. "Of course, within this great tribulation, there are 999+ minor tribulations."

The green-clad woman: "…"

Does he even know how to comfort people? This just makes me worry more!

The Primordial Continent in the Primordial Universe was boundless.

It was so vast that even Immortal Emperors could not rule or know everything about it.

At the same time, it was mysterious.

So mysterious that even Immortal Emperors didn't know what it still held within.

An Bulang, using the power of the life-saving jade hairpin, escaped the Saint Domain, escaped the Ten Great Saint Domains, and crossed countless billions of miles. While traversing space, he directly adjusted his coordinates to a kingdom on the outermost edge of the Primordial Continent.

It's you, Primordial Continent, Azure Kingdom!

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