Reincarnation

The final hurdle of the God realm, the mental tribulation. Zhou Taiyuan was born as a genius me managed to reach the Half stage god realm within half a millennium. in doing so he secluded himself from society and everyone he loved. all in the name of reaching a clear heart.

As I braced myself for the final mental tribulation, I opened my eyes to the sudden feeling of a brutal coldness.suddenly something resounded within my mind, "You have always stayed alone, but you need to experience the world for this final hurdle".

As I settled myself pondering what it ment I stroked my chin out of habit, but found a lush white beard instead. Startled, I looked up in shock, as a little elf came forward with many envelopes, "Santa, these are the wishes for this year.."

I look at the little elf not saying a word as if my mind had just crashed. "Santa... are you okay... you need to look over these quickly we don't have long left till Christmas" there was nothing but silence from Santa "ughhh did he have a break down again... he does this every year round this time." the little elf proceeds to climb on to Santa and shouts "SANTA, WAKE UP WE HAVE SHIT TO DO" Whilst giving the old man a good ol slap across the cheek.

I immediately come back to my senses feeling a palm firmly implanting its self onto my cheek, i look at the little elf with a questing look "what the hell was that for you little runt, your parents surely didn't teach you any manners".

"you know I don't have any parents other than well technically you" says the elf "anyway enough of this are you back to reality...can we get back to work now we have a busy year ahead of us"

I look at the elf "what do you mean alot of work todo I'm out of here I have more important things to be doing" as I circulate my qi to fly I realise somethings off, I cant feel my connection with the heaven and earth nor can I feel the slightest ounce of qi in my dantian. I look at the elf " WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO ME, WHAT HAPPEND TO MY CULTIVATION" lifting him by the throat.

"Santa.. what's 'ach' gott 'ach' en into you?" the little elf claws at my hand as its getting tighter and tighter and could brake the little elf neck at any moment. the little elf manages to push a button that was on a braclet. alarms started to go off within the room.

within a couples breaths of time the elf was still struggling to breath, his face was now purple when suddenly 20 or so more elf came barging into the room. as soon as they saw what was going on they pounced into action and pulled me to the floor pinning me down as they help the other elf get back on his feet.