Sowhere in Unknown No. Of Trial Cave,
Tyler White swam gracefully through the stream, feeling the water’s cool embrace against his skin.
"Ouch... Ouch..."
"It hurts. Be gentle."
"Oh, I am wet."
"Can you please watch your words before saying them out loud?" Tyler said to the people around him.
Around him, immortal practitioners struggled against the stream, their ridians breaking bit by bit with each stroke. Groans of pain echoed through the air as they endured the agonising trial, determined to press on despite the excruciating challenge.
Many had already given up, retreating from the trial, unable to withstand the relentless assault on their ridians.
"How are you fine?" a man couldn’t help but ask.
Tyler just ignored him.
His calm deanour contrasted sharply with the struggling practitioners around him, who eyed him with a mix of envy and disbelief.
The stream’s first half was notorious for its brutal effects, a trial by water that many immortal practitioners dreaded. The water seed almost sentient in its cruelty, attacking the very essence of what made them powerful. ridians, the vital channels through which their spiritual energy flowed, were being systematically destroyed.
Practitioners who dared to enter this part of the stream faced not just physical pain, but the existential threat of losing their cultivation. The groans of those in the water were a symphony of suffering, each note a testant to their fortitude and desperation. Yet, despite the overwhelming pain, many pressed on, driven by the promise of what lay ahead.
Tyler, on the other hand, moved through the water as if it were a gentle breeze. His ridians, already shattered, provided no resistance to the stream’s assault. He swam with a grace that belied his crippled state, cutting through the water effortlessly.
While others flailed and fought, he glided forward, his progress smooth and unhurried. His expression remained calm, even serene, a stark contrast to the twisted faces of agony around him.
The other practitioners watched him with a mix of envy, resentnt, and awe, unable to comprehend how he remained unaffected by the trial that was breaking them.
"Finally." Tyler’s eyes shined. He had been waiting for this mont.
As he reached the midpoint of the stream, Tyler felt a change in the water. The biting cold and relentless pressure of the first half gave way to a warmth that seeped into his bones.
The second half of the stream was known for its healing properties, a reward for those who endured the initial trial. For Tyler, this was more than just a respite; it was a chance for redemption. The healing water worked its way into his body, soothing the aches and pains that had plagued him for so long.
Tyler felt an imdiate sense of refreshnt, as if thousands of soft hands were massaging his weary body.
Tyler wasted no ti in taking advantage of this opportunity. He quickly began to operate the ridian nding thod he had learned from Lily Gos, a technique designed to heal and restore damaged ridians. Thanks to the stream’s properties, he could skip most of the steps and save a lot of ti to get healed.
He focused his mind, drawing in the energy of the stream with deliberate intent.
"What is that?"
"A vortex?"
"This damn Phantom Blackwood. He is taking all the healing energy for himself," one of the practitioners cursed.
"Don’t mind it. Until soone passes all the trials, the resources here will not be emptied for decades," another one reassured him.
The water around Tyler seed to respond, forming a swirling vortex that enveloped his body.
He could feel the energy being drawn into him, flowing through his ridians and repairing the damage that had crippled him. It was a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced, a powerful blend of relief and exhilaration.
As the healing energy coursed through him, Tyler felt his strength returning. His ridians, once shattered and useless, were nding and becoming whole again.
The process was not instantaneous, but he could feel the progress with each passing mont. His body absorbed the energy greedily, hungry for the healing it provided.
While Tyler focused on his healing, the other practitioners continued to struggle. The groans of pain had not abated, and so were beginning to falter. The trial was proving too much for them, and one by one, they started to withdraw.
Tyler watched them go with a mixture of empathy and determination. He knew what it was like to be broken, to feel the despair of losing one’s power. But he also knew the value of perseverance, of pushing through the pain to reach the reward on the other side.
As the healing energy continued to flow through him, Tyler felt a deep sense of gratitude. He thought of Lily Gos, the one who had given him the ridian nding thod. Without her help, he would never have been able to take advantage of this opportunity. He owed her a great debt, one that he intended to repay. But for now, his focus was on his own recovery. He could feel his strength growing with each passing mont, his body nding and becoming whole again.
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"Hachu..." Lily Gos touched her nose.
"So handso guy must be thinking about ." She nodded, satisfied, and went back to haggle with the stall shopkeeper.
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The water of the stream continued to swirl around him, the vortex of energy growing stronger. Tyler could feel his ridians knitting back together, the damaged channels becoming whole once more. It was a slow process, but he could sense the progress with each heartbeat.
He felt as if he were being reborn, erging from the water as a new man.
Tyler smiled. He could see a path forward, a way to reclaim his power and his place in the world of immortal practitioners.
As Tyler stepped out of the water, he felt a sense of renewal. His ridians had been cured.
A stream of light enveloped Tyler, and he was teleported because he passed the trial. This was actually the second trial he passed without using Trial Skipping Pages.
After that, Tyler used Trial Skipping Pages for further trials. The people around each trial ground beca fewer and fewer.
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"Huh? The trial ended?" Tyler was surprised because this ti he was standing in the clouds. A huge Kun Peng statue was floating majestically in the center of the clouds. Beside him, another person was floating. Tyler couldn’t see his face clearly. The other person was also in the sa situation.
"Congratulations on passing all the trials," the statue said in a pre-recorded voice.
"Since you two appeared here first, it ans you two are the ones who finished all the trials the fastest," the voice continued.
The statue began to tell its story.
"I was born as a fish called Kun. I always envied those flying creatures. I also wanted to touch the sky. So I asked the ancestor of all birds, Phoenix, to give wings. But it just looked at in disdain. After that, a strange red-coloured bull appeared, which promised wings. I followed it, and it led to dragons. So dragons were born as dragons from birth. But so are carp fish that turn into dragons. I saw how a weak fish dived into the Dragon Gate and turned into a strong, domineering dragon. They allowed to pass through the Dragon Gate, but nothing happened. Disappointed, I left the Dragon Clan and wandered around aimlessly."
After many centuries, Kun, feeling confined in the Northern Ocean, yearned for freedom and sought to transcend its aquatic existence. Learning of a magical potion (or herb) on a distant floating island, Kun set out on a determined journey. Despite nurous failed attempts to leap onto the island, Kun refused to give up. Finally, displaying remarkable ingenuity, Kun smacked into the island, turning it upside down and dropping the potion into its waiting mouth. The potion gave Kun the ability to transform into the magnificent Peng bird. With this newfound power, Kun commanded not only the water but also the air. The Kunpeng beca a mythical creature capable of unrestricted flight and boundless freedom.
"Every story has an end, and my story ended already. This ti, I wanted to give my powers to future generations. At least my powers will live in the world. Since there are two chosen ones, I will split my powers into two," the Kun Peng statue said.
Tyler and the other person looked at the statue with anticipation.
"One will get Kun, and the other will get Peng. The ability of water and the ability of the sky."
"I will choose the sky," the other one shouted quickly.
"Since you asked first, you shall have it," the Kun Peng statue said.
"Dang it."
"And you will get the ability of water. You will understand how powerful this is only when you use it," the Kun Peng said mysteriously.
Two orbs, one white and one blue, appeared. The white orb rged with the other guy, and the blue orb rged with Tyler.
Both of their presences beca clearer. One was Tyler White. And the other was Ling Tian. But unfortunately, both fell unconscious before they could see each other’s faces.
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