Golden soul

After masters and the fallen angels death, I kept training like a mad. The only time I wasted was because I went to school, since I did not want to hurt my parents.

It seemed like these world found it funny making me suffer, because it kept creating problems and suffering for me. My dantian was at the maximum dimension after I had unclogged all the meridians but it kept getting stronger.

If my dantian keeps absorbing ki like this I think I will end up dead in one month. I kept thinking what could I do. No knowledge of medicine can help me with this. I think or my body will end up bursting or my dantian will explode crippling me.

I tried slowing down my ki absorption rate, but I couldn't hold for more time.

I thought. 'What makes an Immortal. His body? His soul? Both? Why should I know something like that. I don't know how it is made the body of an immortal. '

Days kept passing but I still wasn't able to find a solution to the problem.

Then it happened one day, in the forest, when I was trying to spend as much ki possibile just to avoid my core's explosion. It was futile. I could feel it. Everything cracked. Golden light poured from the cracks of my core. In the sky dark clouds kept gathering. I could feel the sky rumble as if something was angering it. The pain is destroying me. Every single part of my body seems to be breaking and reforming. My muscle squirmed amd twisted. My bones kept breaking. I never felt something so painful.

It was something hurting me to the core of my soul. Just when I was screaming, broken from the pain, a massive lightning bolt hit me and kept hitting me, as if to punish my transgression. I tried resisting with what little ki I managed to control from my body. My body ended up burnt, destroyed. Every single part was aching. I was scared. I didn't want to die like this. I still haven't accomplish anything. I wanted more. 'I won't like this.' I thought.

Desperate I concentrated on my dantian. There was nothing there. Then I noticed something. Under the cracked dantian there was something. A' baby? A golden baby? What the heck? Is that my nascent soul or something?' I thought.

I was flabbergasted. I couldn't keep up with all this, it was too sudden. In that instant, my pain reminded me that I was about to die. I tried reaching for the golden soul and instantly felt a connection. In that moment, as if my body was a black hole, all the energy in the nearby zone gathered inside myself, directly to the golden soul. As if the soul was only a transit station, from the baby emanated a ki that flew in my body. The ki was golden and denser then the one I was previously cultivating. Every part of my body touched by the ki seemed to reform and reforge in something stronger. Something that could accommodate the new energy.

After three or four hour, I felt my body free from pain. I tried getting up and then I noticed the blood covering myself. The forest in my near vicinity had changed too. Everything had died. Nothing was spared. I found myself surrounded by scorched land. As if waken from the apocalyptic landscape I tried looking inside my dantian. Inside there was the golden soul. It was much dimmer than before. I tried connecting with it, but I felt as if it was spent. It seems that for my recovery I consumed too much of the power needed to form the nascent soul. Probably it would need some time to recovery. But I did it. I survived and advanced in a new stage of cultivation.