Iron Mountain Tribe

Fatima had not seen a man in over ten thousand years.

After ten thousand years of loneliness, the first man she encountered was the handsome, perfectly built Chen Xia.

As she gazed at his sculpted muscles and the impressive bulge below, she could not help swallowing.

Men liked beautiful women, but women liked handsome young men too.

And Chen Xia was undeniably pleasing to Fatima's eye.

Noticing her gaze from afar, Chen Xia shuddered. He expelled the grime from his body and put on fresh clothes.

His hair had been burned away, but that was no great concern.

It would grow back in a few days.

Dressed again, Chen Xia surveyed the pitted earth and drew a deep breath. There's still the third stage, the Divine Tribulation. Once I survive it, I can advance to Cauldron Riding.

Between the Three Calamities Martial God stage and Cauldron Riding, there was no clearly defined division. One could pass straight through, though most people needed to accumulate a certain level of cultivation first.

Once I survive the third tribulation and my soul is tempered, I can enter Cauldron Riding, give rise to a primordial spirit, wield magical power, and even send my Yang Spirit out of my body.

That day isn't far off.

Chen Xia enjoyed feeling his strength grow with every step of his journey.

The tribulation had brought pain and torn his body apart, but his physical toughness, the healing power in his blood, and the infusion of heaven-and-earth energy that came with surviving a Heavenly Tribulation had already repaired most of the damage. His strength had risen too.

Chen Xia opened his panel.

``` [Name: Chen Xia]

[Age: 31]

[Lifespan: 3,600 years!]

[Cultivation: Mid-stage Martial God]

[Techniques: Seven Injuries Fist (Perfected), Eternal Night Blood Scripture (Perfected), Chasing Moon Knife Technique