The Purple Star Domain.
The Misty Immortal Sect.
As the clouds of calamity dispersed, Ling Yun lay in a pool of blood, his face filled with despair.
"Alas~ Senior Brother Lingyun has failed his tribulation again. If he cannot successfully pass the next tribulation, he will be forever stuck at the Immortal Emperor realm!"
"Ancestor Lingyun is the strongest genius in the history of the Ziwei Star Region. He became an Immortal Emperor after a thousand years of cultivation. Why can't he pass this tribulation of lightning!"
"He failed to survive eight tribulations of lightning even once. Is the heavens jealous of his talent?"
"..."
A group of patriarchs and elders from the Misty Immortal Sect surrounded Ling Yun, their expressions extremely solemn.
A moment later, Ling Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled to his feet, and walked toward his dojo, his back view desolate and forlorn.
The sect leader of the Misty Immortal Sect surveyed the crowd and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, disperse. We'll announce to the outside world that Immortal Emperor Lingyun has successfully transcended his tribulation and is currently stabilizing his realm."
At this moment, inside the dojo, Ling Yun sat cross-legged on a futon with his eyes closed, his face full of resentment.
It only took him a thousand years to go from the Qi Refining stage to the Immortal Emperor stage, but in the following two thousand years, he failed eight times to transcend the tribulations and was unable to break through to the Sacrifice Immortal Realm, which is the highest realm for cultivators.
"Why!"
Ling Yun let out a low, unwilling roar.
"Because your path is incomplete!"
At that moment, a weathered voice rang in Ling Yun's ears.
Then, Master Daoxuzi appeared beside Ling Yun.
"Master, why is my path incomplete?" Ling Yun asked his master respectfully.
Dao Xuzi smiled kindly and spoke slowly:
“Ling Yun, you have been cultivating under my tutelage in the Misty Immortal Sect since you were three years old. For three thousand years, all you have done is cultivate the Dao. You have never experienced what love, hate, affection, or enmity are!”
In short, you haven't experienced the full spectrum of life's joys and sorrows, so your understanding of life is incomplete.
Ling Yun remained silent. For three thousand years, he felt as if he had been cultivating, single-mindedly seeking the Dao.
"Does Master mean that I should be reincarnated and start cultivating again?"
Dao Xuzi shook his head and pointed in a direction, saying:
"No! Look there!"
...
In the Immortal Martial Continent, in the Ling family of Mo City.
Inside the room, the young man who shared the same name as the Immortal Emperor Ling Yun was lying on the bed, covered in blood.
His spine was broken, his internal organs were shattered, and his life was rapidly slipping away.
Ling Yun looked at a sixteen-year-old boy beside the bed, who was crying his eyes out, and said weakly:
"Abao~ Brother is leaving... After I die, you... you must not stay in the Ling family, there is no family affection here!"
Ah Bao was a little beggar that Ling Yun found in Mo City three years ago. He wiped away his tears and cried:
"Young Master Ling, you awakened your True Dragon Martial Soul at the age of six, seized the first spirit mine for the Ling family at the age of ten, and seized the second spirit mine from the Qin family of Mo City at the age of twelve, making the Ling family one of the three major families in Mo City."
It's fair to say that without you, the Ling family wouldn't be where it is today.
Now that you are severely injured, the Ling family treats you like trash. Why?!
"Why should I? Heh..." Ling Yun gave a bitter laugh.
Yesterday, the Qin family launched a surprise attack on the mine, and Ling Yun was besieged by seven of the Qin family's top experts.
He could have escaped alive, but just as he was about to break free, he was shot in the chest with a cold arrow and severely injured by the seven masters of the Qin family.
If it weren't for his followers risking their lives to protect him, Ling Yun would have died there long ago.
When he returned to the Ling family, the family head didn't even glance at him, because Ling Yun's martial spirit had completely dissipated, leaving him a cripple who was no longer of any use!
Just then,
With a bang, the courtyard gate was violently kicked open, and a young man in brocade robes led a dozen servants into the courtyard.
"Lingyun, my dear brother~ Your brother has come to see you off on your final journey!"
Ah Bao's expression changed, and anger appeared on his face.
"It's Ling Feng!"
Ling Feng led his servants into the room, and when he saw Ling Yun lying on the bed, barely alive, his face showed undisguised ecstasy.
"The dignified young master of the Ling family, the number one genius in Mo City, has actually been reduced to a cripple, tsk tsk... Why is brother so happy~ haha..."
Abao stood protectively in front of Lingyun, pointing at Lingfeng and scolding him:
"Ling Feng, back then you needed Dragon Tongue Grass to awaken your Martial Soul. It was Young Master Ling who risked his life to go deep into the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain and found Dragon Tongue Grass for you, helping you awaken your Martial Soul. Otherwise, how could you have been successfully selected by the Immortal Martial Academy?"
Now that Young Master Ling is dying, you're gloating over his misfortune! Have you lost your conscience?
Snap!
A sinister glint flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and he slapped A Bao hard across the face.
Seeing A Bao being beaten, Ling Yun struggled to get up, but with his spine broken, he could only watch helplessly.
"Ling Feng, don't push your luck..."
Ling Yun's eyes were bloodshot, filled with deep resentment.
"Heh..." Ling Feng sneered, "Ling Yun, Ling Yun, now you're experiencing what powerlessness feels like, aren't you?"
As he spoke, Ling Feng's eyes turned incredibly venomous, and he pointed at Ling Yun, rebuking him:
"Ling Yun! I am the eldest son of the Ling family. You are just a bastard born from the time Father slept with a maid. Why should you become the young master?"
"Over the years, the people of Mo City only know you, Ling Yun, and not me, Ling Feng. Even after I became a disciple of the Immortal Martial Academy, I am still looked down upon, all because of you!"
After saying that, he walked to the bedside and pointed to the bloody wound on Ling Yun's chest, saying viciously:
"To tell you the truth, I was the one who shot that arrow yesterday, I was the one who transferred several high-level martial artists from the spirit mine, and I was the one who leaked the information to the Qin family."
Haha... I'll kill you! I'll make you disappear forever! I'm the number one genius in Mo City! I'm the young master of the Ling family!
Looking at the nearly deranged Ling Feng, Ling Yun felt a deep sorrow. He said in a hoarse voice:
"Ling Feng, you're shameless!"
"Haha... Ling Yun, if you're angry, get up and hit me. But you're a useless piece of trash right now, you can't even lift your hand..."
Snap!
A hard slap landed on Ling Feng's hateful face.
It was Abao who hit him.
"Enough! Even if Young Master Ling is crippled, he is not someone you can insult!"
"You're asking for it!" Ling Feng angrily punched A Bao in the stomach.
A Bao, who had no cultivation, was beaten half to death and lay on the ground, sweating profusely from the pain.
Ling Yun panicked, wanting to see A Bao, but he couldn't even move. He could only anxiously call out:
“Ah Bao… Ah Bao…”
"Young...Young Master, I...I'm fine~" A Bao struggled to stand up, but was powerless.
He glared at Ling Feng with resentment:
"Don't touch the young master!"
Ling Feng rubbed his swollen face, ignoring A Bao, figuring he'd kill him later anyway. He glared venomously at Ling Yun, his voice cold:
"Only when you are dead will I be completely at ease and take action!"
The words had barely left his mouth!
Ling Yun slowly closed his eyes, and the servant raised his knife and slashed at Ling Yun.
...
Dao Xuzi looked at Immortal Emperor Ling Yun beside him:
"I will give you a thousand years to take over this young man's life, to experience the joys and sorrows of the world. I believe that a thousand years from now, you will become the first person in history to attain the Dao of Immortals!"
Ling Yun nodded slightly, and one of his clones quietly left.
The next moment!
In the Ling family of Mo City, Ling Yun suddenly opened his eyes!
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