"We cultivators must fight against fate, and we must always strive, seize, and take. If you do not strive, seize, and take, you will only become a loser."
This sentence has guided me throughout my life, and I have always acted in accordance with it.
It seems that competing with people and with fate is my destiny. Even the talents I was born with are just ways to steal the karma of others and transfer it to myself.
When I was young and my resolve was not firm, I was confused and hesitant. The angry curses from those I had taken everything from also caused my inner demons to grow.
I have survived all of this. My resolve to follow the Dao has become stronger through trials and tribulations. Other emotions that hindered my progress, such as pity and compassion, have been discarded one by one. In the end, only cultivation and ascension to immortality have become my sole goals in life.
The longer I live, the more my elders, teachers, fellow disciples, and even my juniors disappear into the river of time. Only my brothers and sisters cultivate and advance with me.
There was a time when I was grateful.
I am not alone on this path; at least I have a brother who understands me and walks with me.
There was a time when I secretly vowed that even if it cost me my life, I would protect my only brother.
Twins are considered an omen of bad luck. When my elders wanted to secretly kill my brother, I was still filled with righteous indignation and pleaded with them, vowing to live and die together, forcing them to give up.
However... nothing can withstand the test of time.
My memory is as clear as yesterday; the higher my cultivation level, the colder and harder my heart becomes.
My brother remains as vivid as ever, unchanged, kind and innocent, like a gentle breeze and a bright moon, while I have become a cold-hearted person.
We look exactly the same, yet he is completely different from me.
Ascension to immortality is not the end; becoming an immortal is just the beginning.
After Ah Chen and I survived the Heavenly Tribulation and ascended to immortality, we learned that even immortals need to cultivate until they become gods, and the highest position is held by the Ancestral God.
I still compete with others, vying for resources and karma, striving to become stronger. But Ah Chen doesn't compete or fight, yet his cultivation progresses much faster than mine!
At that time, I was just secretly happy for him.
A lingering sense of kinship, not yet completely gone from my heart, led me to unleash the power of cause and effect to seize the old Immortal Emperor's karma at the very moment he was about to ascend to the Immortal Emperor realm.
My younger brother became the Celestial Emperor, and I am happy for him at this moment.
He did not know why the old immortal emperor died, but he was willing to share the power he controlled with me.
I suddenly understood why my younger brother's cultivation progressed faster than mine, why his path was smooth while I was destined to compete, and why I was born with the ability to seize other people's karma.
Because my younger brother is the creator of the Heavenly Evolution Great World. He is the reincarnation of the Creator God, while I... am merely a lucky thief who was born of the same mother as him and was influenced by his soul aura, thus obtaining a trace of the power of the Creator God.
I can't describe how I feel... How do you feel when you know that everything you have is given to you by others?
Everything I have was earned through struggle and robbery, yet it was also a gift from my younger brother.
I always thought my younger brother was different, and I was even willing to do everything I could to protect him.
He was the only bit of pride I had left, making me feel that I wasn't a despicable thief. But now I know I was wrong.
I am worse than a thief; I am like a beggar. Even half of the power of the Celestial Emperor was given to me by my dear brother.
Why do you humiliate me like this?
I know this is wrong. My brother has never wronged me. He is sincere to me, but I can't help but think this way.
He could see that no matter how much he cultivated, he could never compare to the enlightenment he gained after taking a nap.
Seeing the slightest glance that Zu Shenxun cast at me because of his past life's bond with his brother, my heart burned like fire, and an uncontrollable thought gradually began to sprout within me.
Are there some people who are born destined to be high above others, and no matter how hard others try, they can never surpass them?
The Dragon God said that all living beings are equal.
But can all living beings be equal?
Are the Three Ancestor Gods equal to ants?
The ancestral gods dislike immortals, yet you have never been humbled, always high above them. How could you know the sorrow of cultivators?
The Ancestral God dislikes greed and ambition, but without the greed and ambition to seek power, would he expect me to surrender when the crisis comes?
I did not want charity, but it was imposed upon me at birth.
Since that's the case, we might as well take them all.
Once a thought arises, many things can never be undone.
The moment he killed his younger brother, the incredulous and pained look on his face almost made me unable to look away.
But I still looked at him, carefully imprinting his last moments into my mind.
There was no joy in my heart, only a cold emptiness.
From then on, I was truly alone, and through many schemes, I aimed to ascend to the position of the ancestral god and become the most powerful god.
However... at the moment I made the move, I already anticipated that what I sought was destined to be in vain.
The power of the ancestral gods inspires both longing and awe.
To my surprise, Zu Shenxun actually harbored some ulterior motives towards my younger brother... towards Yin Chen.
I am despicable and treacherous, and I will not stop at nothing, but I would never willingly offer myself up for this.
Therefore, it is only natural that they noticed something was wrong because of my cold and insincere manner.
When I failed to collect the shattered souls of the God of Enlightenment several times, I already foresaw that this farce was probably coming to an end.
But I didn't expect everything to happen so fast. My clones in the lower realm didn't warn me. The Ancestral God Xun appeared in front of me and slashed down with his sword without saying a word, instantly shattering my soul and collapsing my immortal body, leaving only a wisp of my soul to escape.
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