Lu Ya Seeks Revenge
night.
Lu Ya sat alone on the edge of the cliff, his eyes closed, cultivating.
He has been sitting here for seven days.
His cultivation level reached the peak of the mid-stage of the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal.
However, he has remained stagnant at this level for a full three hundred years.
For three hundred years, no matter how much he secluded himself to cultivate and comprehend the Great Dao, he never made any progress.
"Why..."
Lu Ya opened his eyes, looked at his hands, muttered to himself, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.
As the former tenth prince of the Demon Court, he possessed the bloodline of the Golden Crow and was exceptionally talented.
After receiving guidance from Lin Tian, he made rapid progress and entered the realm of Primordial Origin Golden Immortal in just a thousand years.
But now... he's stuck at the mid-stage peak, unable to make any progress.
Suddenly, through his blurry vision, he seemed to have returned to that era.
On the Sun Star, the Fusang Divine Tree stands majestically, and ten little golden crows frolic and play among its branches and leaves.
In the distance, a gentle figure slowly approached, draped in a robe of seven-colored clouds, with an exquisitely beautiful face and eyes full of loving kindness.
"Little Ten, you're being naughty again." The woman chuckled and reached out to hug him.
"Mother Queen!"
The young tenth prince joyfully rushed into his mother's arms, nuzzling against her warm palm.
The screen suddenly shattered.
Firelight filled the sky, ten suns in one sky.
The earth cracked, rivers steamed, and countless lives turned to scorched earth amidst cries of agony.
Hou Yi drew his bow and nocked his arrows, and arrows flew through the air...
In a daze, he saw his Mother Queen standing on the sea with a smile on her face.
"Little Ten, you've grown up now, you must take good care of yourself..."
Lu Ya reached out his hand, and his Mother Queen's figure shattered and vanished instantly.
"Mother Queen!!!"
Lu Ya's eyes were already blurred with tears.
Lu Ya stared blankly at his hands, tears dripping onto them.
I see.
Heart Demon.
What has trapped him for three hundred years is not insufficient cultivation or lack of understanding, but a deep-seated wound in his heart that has never healed.
The deaths of his father, uncle, brothers, and mother caused him great pain.
He forcibly suppressed these emotions in the deepest corner of his heart, believing that time could smooth everything over.
Little did he know, these bonds had already taken root and sprouted, transforming into the strongest shackles, locking away his path forward.
"Mother Queen..." Lu Ya murmured, his voice choked with emotion, "Little Ten misses you so much... really... so much..."
The sea breeze seemed to weep, as if in response to his call.
After a long while, Lu Ya slowly stood up.
The tears in her eyes had dried, replaced by a resolute expression.
It's time.
Some debts must be repaid.
Some people must pay the price.
Without eliminating Heart Demon, the Great Dao is difficult to achieve.
He only truly understood this principle today.
As dawn broke, Lu Ya arrived outside the main hall where Lin Tian resided.
"Dao Venerable," Lu Ya knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply.
Lin Tian pushed open the door, dressed in a blue robe.
"You came to see me, is there something you need?"
Lu Ya his head, his voice firm, "Thank you for your guidance over the years Dao Venerable Master. However, Lu Ya Heart Demon remain, and my mind is not at peace. I need to settle my karmic Karma on this journey."
Lin Tian's gaze fell on him, as if trying to see through him. "You're planning to go find Kunpeng?"
Lu Ya was startled, then nodded.
Given the Dao Venerable's abilities, it's perfectly normal for him to see through what's on his mind.
"Yes." He raised his head, golden flames burning in his eyes. "Back then, the old Kunpeng killed my Mother Queen. If I don't avenge this, my Heart Demon will never be quelled."
Kunpeng, a former high-ranking official of the Demon Race race, was so audacious as to murder his Mother Queen and even split the Demon Race.
"As far as I know, Kunpeng is now in the late stage of Quasi-Saint, and he might still have some tricks up his sleeve," Lin Tian said slowly. "You are only at the peak of the mid-stage of the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal. In a one-on-one fight, your chances of winning are slim."
Lu Ya his teeth. "Even if I die and my cultivation dissipates, this grudge must be avenged!"
Suddenly, a figure walked over.
"Senior Brother Wu Zhiqi ..." Lu Ya was stunned.
Wu Zhiqi walked to his side and said to Lin Heavenly Dao, "Dao Venerable, I'll go with him."
Lin Tian looked at him, a half-smile on his face, "Oh? Why?"
"For no other reason than that," Wu Zhiqi shook his head slightly, "It's simply because we are both disciples of the Dao Venerable, and because he calls me 'Senior Brother.' How can I sit idly by when my brother is in trouble?"
"Besides, Brother Six-Eared Macaque said before that he would definitely help you."
Lu Ya with tears.
"Senior brother..."
Over the years, since he arrived at the Three Immortal Islands, he has developed a close friendship with Wu Zhiqi, Six-Eared Macaque, and the other two, who are like brothers.
"Senior brother, this journey is dangerous, you don't need to..."
"Enough nonsense." Wu Zhiqi interrupted him. "I cultivate the Law of Battle, and I'm just missing a life-or-death battle to hone my skills. That old bird Kunpeng is qualified to be my whetstone."
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing a resolute determination in each other's eyes.
Lin Tian looked at them, then suddenly chuckled and shook his head.
"In that case, you may go."
He turned away from the two of them, his voice calm and unwavering. "This is your Karma, and I will not interfere. Whether you live or die, it is your own choice."
Lu Ya and Wu Zhiqi bowed in unison. "Thank you Dao Venerable!"
"However," Lin Tian suddenly added, his tone carrying a deeper meaning, "Remember, you are people trained by me, Lin Tian. If you can't even handle a Kunpeng ... don't say you know me when you leave this world."
These words, spoken calmly, sent a jolt through the two of them.
"We will certainly live up to the Dao Venerable's expectations!" the two said in unison, their voices resounding.
Lin Tian waved his hand and said no more.
Lu Ya and Wu Zhiqi exchanged a glance, then turned into two streaks of light, soaring through the air and disappearing into the northern horizon in the blink of an eye.
After they left, the Little Deer emerged from behind the hall, her face full of worry.
"Master, can those two really handle Kunpeng? What if they have some backup plan..."
Lin Tian didn't turn around, but just stared in the direction where the two disappeared, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Lin Tian said calmly, "If the two of them together can't even handle a mere Kunpeng... then all these years of teaching have been wasted."
Little Deer added worriedly, "But what if Kunpeng really has a backup plan? They..."
"Life and death are predestined," Lin Tian interrupted her, his tone indifferent. "The path of the Great Dao is inherently about defying fate. If they perish... it only proves they were nothing special."
She suddenly realized that some paths must be walked alone.
Some hurdles you have to overcome on your own.
Excessive protection can stifle the possibility of growth.
"I understand," the Little Deer said, bowing.
Lin Tian nodded, said nothing more, and turned to enter the hall.
The palace doors slowly closed, concealing his figure in shadow.
Meanwhile, deep within the endless northern sea, Northern Darkness Palace.
Kunpeng sat upright on the throne, surrounded by laws.
He suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of doubt flashing in them.
"Strange... why did I suddenly have this urge?"
He tried to calculate with his fingers, but the secrets of heaven were in complete Chaos, as if disturbed by some force.
Kunpeng frowned, a sense of unease rising in his heart.
Since he defected from the Demon Race and fled to the North Sea, he has rarely left the North Sea.
He raised his hand and waved it, causing the entire Northern Darkness Palace to tremble.
Countless ice crystals converged from all directions, condensing into an enormous array outside the palace.
The Mysterious Ice Myriad Tribulation Array —this is a palace-protecting formation he painstakingly set up over ten thousand years.
It cannot be broken by anyone below the Quasi-Saint Peak.
On the Northern Darkness Sea, a cold wind howled, whipping up a sky full of ice and snow.
Two streaks of light pierced the sky, hurtling towards this icy region.