The Rise of the Black Plain

BOOM!

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BOOM!

Several explosions took place in a few seconds shaking the whole surrounding causing chaos as the people fled in all directions in both despair and fear. This included some students from the Spiritual Academy, numerous vendors, and many passers-by who would typically go by this place almost at any time of the day.

Despite this being the capital of the Brown Kingdom, the City of Setting Sun, this was one of the main avenues, but still, some kind of attack was happening right here.

The reason, one could find it as the crowd dispersed; five cultivators from the Spiritual King stage were engaged in a fierce battle as four of them attacked the fifth having a clear intention to kill.

This lone individual was none other than one of the Brown Kingdom's illustrious general, Albert Stuart.

However, no matter how talented he might be, fighting against four opponents from the same stage was not easy for the 130-year-old general who was already at level 51, and had a bright future ahead of him. 

And surely, the general was increasingly at a disadvantage as they exchanged moves.

"You should have never had the absurd thoughts of getting a medium-level spiritual region as a reward from the kingdom, Albert, Hahaha, as if a newly created noble family like yours could achieve such a feat."

Not long ago, the kingdom was relocating its sovereignty over a region that was particularly rich in spiritual energy, by the standards of this region, and of course, since the former sovereign family in that region had left the Brown Kingdom, this made several other noble houses crave such a left out place.

And finally, due to his meritorious service, Albert Stuart was given that region.

He had high expectations of increasing his family's strength in a wealthy place like such. 

However, this proved to be a resource that his small noble power could not keep long for themselves.

Another guy then added with a wide smile on his face. "Be happy that we'll not touch your son when you die, hahaha, and yet we'll give him the lands of the Black Plain as your inheritance!"

The region of the Black Plain was an impoverished place and sterile with a spiritual density which was considerably low in the entire Brown Kingdom.

"Bastard, don't think that I'm going to die without taking any of you with me." Not willing to go down without a fight Albert Stuart spat as he concentrated all of his spiritual energy present in his body into a sphere of black energy.

Simultaneously, his vitality as a Spiritual King, which was enough to provide him with a life expectancy of approximately 1,600 years, was also being sucked at an incredible rate, transforming him instantly from a young adult to an older man with almost both feet in the grave.

"Damn, this demented fellow is going to sacrifice himself. Retreat!!!"

"BOOOOOOOM!"

At that very moment, a big explosion occurred in that place, destroying everything along the way that came in its vicinity of a radius of dozens of meters, causing the three men to stagger out. And at the same time, the fourth was thrown away into a half-dead state.

There were also several objects flying from the place and reaching the surroundings.

...

Meanwhile, a child with adorable features, brown hair, standing at a height of 1.3 meters, dressed in a green uniform, and carrying a backpack on his back was shocked by the events surrounding him when a stone more than a meter wide approached him.

"AHH!!!"

Unfortunately, he could not escape in time before being struck.

That was Minos Stuart, 9-years-old, the son of the general who had just sacrificed himself.

After his final day of school, the little guy was on his way to meet his father in front of the Spiritual Academy before starting his journey into the cultivation world.

Anyway, after that, he then lost consciousness.

It did not take long for the situation to calm down and soon enough, several guards had also arrived to control the situation and assist the attack victims.

"Eh, isn't that General Stuart's brat?" one of the guards who was helping in the rescue asked in a low voice.

"Hmm, and it appears that his situation is grave. It's better to take him straight to General Stuart's mansion. Butler Dillian is well versed in spiritual healing. If even he can not help this boy, then we wouldn't be of any help either. Take him fast," another guard said, while helping an elder man by the side of unconscious Minos.

While Minos was rescued, a hoarse voice suddenly spoke inside his mind. 'Boy, your situation isn't the best...

Tsk!

Although, despite everything, you also received a chance that many would only dream of having.'

Hearing the strange voice in his mind, the child Minos was obviously a bit afraid as he then began to speak in a fearful voice. 'Who…who are you? Where are you?'

'Don't be so scared. Despite being on the verge of death, this is the good part. My name is Henricus Longus, as for where I am, hehe, kid, I am in your mind.'

Hearing the name, the boy asked in disbelief. 'Hen... Henricus Longus, the first God of our world?'

'Hmm, it looks like my name hasn't been completely forgotten, but I wasn't the first God, just the first human to reach this level.'

Soon after, the boy remembered something crucial. 'What did you say? You are inside my mind…? What do you mean?'

The old voice then answered. 'That's right, you are receiving my inheritance, so this fragment of my soul can communicate directly with your mind. As to why this is happening, it is because you have met the requirements for receiving the inheritance.

But don't you get too full of yourself. It just happened due to your location and the fact that your near-death state has changed your physique. And due to some reasons, I can't just wait for a suitable heir to come to me, so that's why I could only come to you.'

Minos then questioned, 'Has my physique changed?'

'That's right. You should know that there are five grades of  Physique: Common, Warrior, King, Saint, and Divine. Originally, you had the King-grade physique, but due to the accident, it was changed to a mutant Common-grade. The catch is, your current physique can continuously evolve and reach into the Divine-grade. This must have happened because you had a Physique with a somewhat unusual ability. After the incident, an anomaly was created in your body, causing this rare phenomenon.

As for the geographic factor, in my time this region was very rich in spiritual energy. Which was one reason why I created my Spatial Kingdom close to this place. But I didn't expect that the surrounding energy would become so thin after only a few million years... During my days, this place could create Spiritual Sages, but now... even a Spiritual Emperor could be barely created in this region.

This only ended up making it difficult for me to find a suitable heir; since to receive my inheritance, the individual needs to have a Divine-grade Physique. And as people are not born with such a Physique, finding one like that in a place like this was almost impossible, and no one talented enough would stay here...'

Meanwhile, the 9-year-old Minos listened carefully to the words of this historical figure, so the old voice continued. 'Boy, my inheritance will give you tremendous potential since your talent will be even higher than the Golden Talent. However, you must make a promise.'

The talent in this world was classified into five ranks, which were White, Blue, Black, Silver, and Golden. 

It is said that talent was equal to understanding, which was one of the two requirements to advance through the stages of cultivation. The other was the accumulation of spiritual energy.

With talent, someone could make progress without reaching bottlenecks to a particular stage of cultivation, depending on what classification his talent was. For Golden Talent, for example, the first bottleneck a person finds is at the level of a Spiritual Demigod. And for this, there was a probability of greater than 50% that the individual with such a talent would reach this level.

'About what?' Minos asked curiously. Then he heard the voice continue, 'While I was still alive, I possessed an innate divination ability and as a result, I once had a prophetic dream about a distant future in which this world would face a significant external threat.

Few know this, but the truth is that we aren't alone in the universe, and we are lucky that we have never been found by others before. But don't be so scared, their cultivation is also like ours, it's limited to level 100. However, their strength lies in their number. For example, while we think a lot when we have 3 or 4 Gods simultaneously, these forces even have 10 or 15 of them.

So, after my dream, I started creating my inheritance since I couldn't solve the problem in my days, as there wasn't enough spiritual energy in the environment.

Don't misunderstand. The problem is that this energy is spread throughout the world, and we cannot absorb even 30% of the total. This is also a biological limitation. However, there are still spiritual plants and medicines that can do this, and it is through these resources that we reach level 100.

You may not know it, but when you reach level 100, cultivators can double the space and create spatial regions using their power, which we call Spatial Kingdoms. And these kingdoms can absorb the energy of heaven and earth and concentrate on the inside, thus creating true cultivation sanctuaries.

To build this place, I spent the last 1,000 years of my life doubling the space five times and building a domain capable of storing an enormous amount of energy for a few million years.

Anyway, a few decades ago, the kingdom finally matured completely. So, this is the main part of my inheritance. You must use this space to improve the average level of cultivation on this planet. As for how to do this, after digesting the information that you will also receive, I believe that you'll have a good sense of how to accomplish this as well.

This is all boy, don't let me down, or this whole world might be enslaved. Finally, I believe that you may end up being unconscious for a few years as a result of your current state and also my inheritance. But this will not be a significant disadvantage.'

Minos responded sincerely. 'I will do my best not to waste this chance.'

The old voice then said goodbye. 'Good luck. I hope you succeed.'

…

And while Minos was talking to Henricus Longus, outside his mind, his body was continuously being healed by the efforts of butler Dillian. 

However, there seemed to be no sign of the young Stuart waking up.

And so with Minos in this state, six years passed in the blink of an eye.