The First Heaven Defying Cultivator - 255
Zhou Fan planned to give at least one more person an opportunity before leaving the planet and either going back to the fiendcelestial world or, if he had time, go to another planet and repeat the process of giving out opportunities.
On this side of the planet, he spent a while in the same disguise as before. Surprisingly, he had not met another person worthy of an opportunity.
There were only three days until Pangu stopped cultivating, and Zhou Fan was about to call it quits and go back to the fiendcelestial world.
Suddenly, something happening off the path he was traveling down caught his attention.
On the side of the road, a group of bandits held two people. Both of them were slowly being tortured.
The two being tortured were a man and a woman. Based on the young looking man not far from them, they were likely parents.
The bandits were slowly cutting the two parents up. There were already a hundred shallow cuts on them, but they were still alive.
Zhou Fan recalled hearing something about a group of bandits that enjoyed torturing people on his journey.
They were unofficially called the horror bandits.
As they cut the two people up, they seemed to be enjoying the look on the young man's face.
Zhou Fan continued walking while looking, but he could not see the young man's facial expressions as he was facing the other direction.
As Zhou Fan walked further down the path, he saw the look on the young man's face. He was clenching his teeth so hard that they actually had cracks on them. His hand was clenched so hard that his nails were almost reaching his bones. If looks could kill, the entire world may have already died.
Zhou Fan had never seen such a rageful expression on the face of anyone. Much less on the face of a mortal.
If given the opportunity, it looked like the young man would rip his own skin off and suffocate the bandits to death with it.
Unfortunately, the bandits were all cultivators. There was nothing he could do but watch.
Zhou Fan disappeared on the path.
Just as the young man's teeth were about to completely shatter from his clenching, a voice was heard in his head.
"Do you want power?" The voice asked. The voice sounded like a dehydrated old man was speaking.
The young man would have normally looked around confused, but he was in such intense rage that he directly skipped that part.
He did not even answer the voice, but the voice seemed to understand his silence as a yes.
"What would you be willing to do for power?" The voice asked.
Once again, the young man did not respond, but his eyes seemed to speak for him.
'ANYTHING!'
"Even if I ask you to kill your parents?"
'ANYTHING!' His eyes responded again.
"What if I told you to destroy the world?"
"ANYTHING!" He screamed out loud.
"Even if I tell you to kill yourself?"
"ANYTHING!"
"Then kill yourself." The voice said.
The young man, without even thinking, grabbed a nearby stick and stabbed it in his eye. He dug with all his might, trying to reach his brain.
At that point, a normal person, even consumed by unimaginable rage, would snap out of it.
This young man, however, was special. No matter the pain, he continued to dig. Just as he was about to reach his brain, the stick disappeared.
"Good!" The voice said.
Suddenly, the young man's face healed, but it was not the same as before.
In place of his old eye, a dark red eye, surrounded by black where the whites of his eyes once were, appeared. From that eye, red cracks on the skin appeared, covering his entire face.
His face looked as if it was glass hit by a metal ball, cracked everywhere.
Suddenly, the eye moved, and a wave of red flames appeared in front of the young man, devouring everything. The forest, the bandits, his parents, the wild animals. Everything.
As the young man was about to pass out, the voice was heard once again.
"You are hereby the first demon king of the Heavenborn race. What is your goal?" The voice asked.
The young mans mind moved at the speed of light. 'To kill. To destroy.' He responded with a hazy mind.
"To kill what? To destroy what?" The voice asked.
'To kill all living things. To destroy HEAVEN! The creator of all suffering!' He screamed in his mind.
"In that case, lay low, grow strong, and defeat Tian Ren. Heaven cannot personally act. In honor of your conviction, I hereby give you a second title. The First Heaven Defying Cultivator." The voice said.
Those words were the last thing the young man heard before passing out.
As he passed out, Zhou Fan, in his original form, appeared next to him.
'I didn't expect to find someone like him.' He thought to himself.
'Sorry heaven. Sorry Tian Ren. I found you both a worthy opponent.' He chuckled to himself.
He then changed the young man's meridians, instantly to immortal rank. He refrained from giving him providence since he was going against heaven.
Heaven was known as the creator to all of the people in the heaven galaxy. If that was so, then they would also likely believe that Heaven controlled luck.
Giving the young man luck would only go against his purpose.
"I suppose I can call it a day." Zhou Fan said to himself as he teleported to the fiendcelestial world.
A while after he appeared, the young man woke up.
For the first time since the bandits came, he had a clear mind.
"I am no longer Lu Tyan. He died with his parents. From now on, I am Yao Mun. The first Heaven defying cultivator, the first heavenborn demon king!" He spoke with conviction.
In Zhou Fan's opinion, his determination to succeed would likely result in him surpassing the other young man and possibly even Tian Ren.
While they would spend time helping others or managing things, the demonic young man would spend every second of his time getting stronger.
For the first time, a true threat appeared in Heaven's galaxy.