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#CULTIVATION

#VILLAIN

#TRAGEDY

The Pond that Absorbed Me

I wish this story had more readers, cuz the ML is hilariously self- devastating jerk on a survival mission with gorgeous company he doesn’t care about. They shared constellations earlier, but now light-years separated their ‘whispered’ wishes… *** In a moment of unforeseen Fate, a young man reaches into the icy waters, but with a sudden, forceful pull, he is drawn into its depths. Now shrouded in the Darkness he endures his imprisonment there. “Reconnecting with an old friend is like finding a lost jade—if only it were worth the trouble.” Xiǎo Fù, The Servant. *** Meanwhile, in the secluded monastery the Great Master’s rage ignites when his servant vanishes. Four days of torment, anger, and longing leave every monk wishing for their own end… until an unexpected visitor comes. “Ah, just when you thought the storm had passed, here comes the flood.” Fēng Bó, The Great Master. *** At this very time, the Prince suffers distress by the grief of loss, spending his days in drunken mourning in order to dull the pain. He doesn't have any desire to cling to life anymore, but being immortal, he cannot just die. “Eternity? Like waiting for a thousand cherry blossoms to bloom—one by one.” Mùnchén, The Second Prince. *** Forbidden practices, Heavenly secrets, Fate’s defiance and the Realms on the brink of War. As well as Curse, Scheming, Sacrifice and Punishment that turns God into Wandering Spirit, and Spirit into the only Heavenly Heir. Sarcasm on the edge of torture, both evoke the bittersweet ache of missed encounters and unfulfilled destinies. *** THE LEGEND In a world where Realms are connected, there's an old tale—a Legend that whispers of Balance and hidden Powers. According to this lore, all Realms share a common origin, and their Fates are intertwined. Realms are destined to coexist as one. Here, no hierarchy prevails—no masters, no slaves. Instead, Realms harmonize, their existence interwoven threads. Should the Balance falter, Chaos looms, and the Abyss threatens to swallow everything. Yet, when the Abyss fully absorbs the Realms, the Celestial Source establishes a new Cycle of Life, and brings new Realms to coexist. But even if the Abyss is undeniable, a hope remains, for within the same Source that birthed the Abyss lies an indomitable Force—a Guardian, the One, born to confront, combat, and seal it. Thus, the current Realms gain their chance at survival. *** PS This story was planned long ago, but life is life, so I only decided to share it within online community now. That’s why your support means a world to me. Thx in advance! *** All intellectual property rights of this novel chapters are owned by the author (uttophian).

Uttophian · Eastern

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32 Chs

#REINCARNATION

#CULTIVATION

#VILLAIN

#TRAGEDY

#BETRAYAL

#REVENGE

#IMMORTAL

#ROYALFAMILY

#REBIRTH

#XIANXIA

THE RETURN.

As I calmed down, the situation became clearer—or at least I tried to understand. The persistent voice urged me to engage my consciousness, perhaps to save myself. But its meaning remained elusive.

Was this akin to a cultivation practice? My previous attempts to delve inward yielded nothing—a void where my core should be, no pulsating energy. The Wind Master had tried to guide me previously and I even managed to reach some basic level with his help, but my escape to mortals left me bereft of any skill, as well as practice mentor.

Now, I grappled with how to concentrate—or perhaps surrender to the encompassing Darkness that held me captive. I chose the latter. No more intrusive questions, discontent, or reproaches—just Silence. It enveloped me, cradling me in comfort. Never had I felt such ease. Darkness rolled in waves, and I sank deeper, bliss beckoning.

"Hey, hey, hey, where are you going?!" The abrupt shift jolted me yearned to return, but the voice hold me tight at place i didn't like.

"What were you thinking, bastard?" The voice persisted. "Come back now!"

But its orders fell on deaf ears. I wanted to escape this torment.

"What's wrong with you?" The voice's frustration echoed. "You're damned

if you willingly plunge into the Abyss! Is your mind clouded with some bullshit?"

"For how many lives have I been denied the freedom to go wherever I please, and now I have a choice to follow…" I retorted, feeling the anger savouring me whole. Why did I say that, I had no idea, but the urge was undeniable.

"If you find me offensive, then I suggest you return and continue angering me."

I didn't listen. Then the Darkness suddenly receded leaving me to bear my companion's misery.

"Come back, asshole," he sweared this time. "Listen to my voice. Reach for it. Just stay with me, ungrateful you dog!"

"Enough! You don't have to repeat yourself. I was ignoring you the first time. So, enough torturing me?" I snapped, while unease gnawed at me—what I longed the mot was care and peace.

"You cling to ignorance like a moth to a flame—both drawn to destruction. What a shame!"

But I ignored those words too. Instead, I eased into memories. Once, as I could remember, only once with the Wind Master by a lake in the Great Soaring Mountains I'd felt similar tranquility. Silent reading, gentle gusts across the water—a private haven from life's complexities. And now, plunging into the Darkness, those feelings resurfaced.

"Cursed Heavens, Where are you going again?" The voice peirced like lightning through my mind. "Just get back yourself and prepare to endure my revenge. I wish I could beat you to death myself, if only I had a body! You're not going anywhere today, not ever until I reclaim my rank."

"Indeed," I agreed, this demon was demoted, how could I forget his miserable state.

"Demon? Again demon? I'm going to be relentless as soon as we get ourselves out!" my companion fumed.

"Endure my recklessness while still here though…" I responded and in return heard a sigh, perhaps?

Then it hit me: "Are you here without a body?"

"Not me only! You're also without a body!"

*Thx for reading.

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