Above All. Below One God's Man
In the celestial realm, a realm beyond mortal comprehension, a mysterious and noble place existed. It was a realm where ethereal beings resided, a realm where the heavens and the earth converged. Within this divine realm, a tragedy unfolded, one that would forever change the fate of a newborn baby. On a starry night, a radiant star shone brighter than all others. This star symbolized the birth of a special child, destined for greatness. As the star illuminated the heavens, a celestial ceremony commenced, celebrating the arrival of the long-awaited infant. However, fate can be both cruel and unpredictable. As the newborn boy took his first breath, a chilling wind swept through the heavens, heralding an ominous presence. The celestial beings watched in horror as the baby's life force gradually faded away, leaving his tiny body lifeless. Silence fell upon the heavens as grief and despair filled the hearts of the ethereal beings. How could such a promising life be extinguished before it had even begun? The heavens mourned the loss of this innocent soul, their sorrow echoing through the divine realm. In the midst of their mourning, a decision was made. Unable to bear witness to the tragedy any longer, the celestial beings decided to cast the baby's remains out of the heavens. They believed that by banishing his lifeless body to a distant and insignificant universe, they could shield themselves from the pain of their failure. With great sorrow, they wrapped the baby boy's body in a celestial shroud and gently placed him within a golden basket. The basket, adorned with intricate designs and ancient symbols, was imbued with a spell to guide it to its final destination. With a collective sigh, the celestial beings released the basket into the vast expanse of the heavens. Guided by an unseen force, the golden basket descended through the celestial layers. ....... .... but would such a special infant of two powerful bloodline die easily ?? find out...
Chapter 14: Unveiling Potential
Chapter 14: Unveiling Potential
Amidst the fractured remnants of the once serene cultivation room, the Bull Fight Sect's elders stood in stunned silence. The confrontation between Denny C and Kizo had revealed a truth that defied expectations—Denny's potential matched that of a seasoned 21-year-old War Realm disciple.
Elder Zhang's eyes shone with a mixture of pride and amazement. The gathered elders exchanged glances, their faces reflecting a collective astonishment at the unexpected turn of events.
Kizo's breathing was heavy, his initial confidence shaken by the realization that the newcomer before him was no ordinary disciple. Denny, too, remained composed, his gaze locked onto Kizo with a quiet determination.
Elder Zhang stepped forward, his voice carrying a blend of admiration and curiosity. "Denny C, it seems you've surpassed the expectations we had for you."
Denny offered a respectful nod, his respect for the elder evident. "I only seek to become stronger, Elder Zhang."
Kizo, recovering from the shock, couldn't hide his grudging respect for Denny's abilities. "You're no pushover, I'll give you that."
Elder Zhang's eyes shifted between the two disciples, his expression thoughtful. "Strength comes in many forms, and sometimes, it's not just about techniques, but the fire within."
As the tension began to dissipate, the Bull Fight Sect's elders exchanged approving glances. They had witnessed an unexpected clash—one that had uncovered the potential of a young disciple who had arrived with determination in his heart.
Elder Zhang's gaze settled on Denny. "Tomorrow marks the ceremony of new disciples at the Bull Temple. You've already shown that you possess the strength and spirit to uphold our sect's legacy."
Denny's heart swelled with a mixture of gratitude and anticipation. "I'm honored to be a part of this, Elder Zhang."
As the elders began to disperse, the once-ruined room now silent and contemplative, Denny was left alone with his thoughts. He looked around at the remnants of the battle, a testament to the journey he had embarked upon.
The trials he had faced since his arrival had only solidified his resolve. The Bull Fight Sect was a realm of opportunity and growth, a place where strength and potential thrived, waiting to be harnessed.
As he prepared to rebuild the room and looked forward to the ceremony of new disciples, Denny C knew that his path was not just about surpassing others—it was about realizing his own potential and becoming a true force to be reckoned with.I