Chapter 3: The First Step of Resurrected Power
[Background music: First rays of morning, gentle rustling of wind, and soft forest sounds.]
[Realm 1, Ruins of the Blade Clan]
Golden sunlight slowly spread across the ruins of the Blade Clan, looking washed and fresh from last night's rain. Lian Yu, who in his previous life had never felt the need for sleep, now gazed at these ruins with calm, deep eyes. Billions of years of memories and a vast ocean of countless experiences surged within his mind. Each memory was like a wave, forging a new identity within his new body.
The old servant 'Hu', his face still pale from shock, had found some food. He placed a simple piece of bread before Lian Yu. "Master, you seem tired. Please eat something."
Lian Yu looked at the bread. He wasn't hungry, for his divine body transcended the need for energy. But this new, weak body—yes, it was hungry. He took a piece of bread and slowly chewed it. Tasteless, yet it was part of this new reality.
[Internal thought: "Food... a need I haven't felt in billions of years. This weak body needs it to live. Power... that's another need. Not for me, but for this body, so I can face my enemies."]
Hu, still astonished by Lian Yu's sudden transformation, could see no emotion on his face. His master had changed; he was no longer as enthusiastic or playful as before. His eyes were deep and cold, as if they had come from another dimension, hiding infinite wisdom and an unbreakable resolve.
"Uncle Hu, tell me about the cultivation method," Lian Yu said calmly and commandingly.
Hu was startled. "Master, you are still very weak. You should heal completely first."
"I am fine," Lian Yu said firmly, his voice holding a commanding authority that Hu could not ignore at any cost. "Tell me."
Hu explained that the Blade Clan's cultivation method was the 'Blade Healing Technique,' which strengthened the body's internal energy through sword practice.
[Background sound: The slow, faint hum of a sword in the wind.]
Lian Yu closed his eyes and looked within his body. The 'Blade Healing Technique' seemed like a child's play to him—slow, inefficient, and dispersing power rather than concentrating it. But it was a necessary start for this body.
From his billions of past life experiences, he extracted a divine technique called 'Cosmic Healing.' It was a method that could directly infuse the pure energy of the universe into every cell of the body. But this weak body could not possibly withstand that immense energy.
"I must adapt it," he thought. "I must tailor this method to this body."
Lian Yu blended the core principles of 'Cosmic Healing' from his consciousness with 'Blade Healing.' He made the technique so simple and safe that this new body could endure it. He named it 'Shadow Blade.' From the outside, it looked like 'Blade Healing,' but internally, it was far more efficient and effective.
"Uncle Hu, leave me alone for a while," he said.
Hu nodded and left. Lian Yu picked up the broken sword he held in his hand. It was a simple piece of iron, but for him, it was the first weapon of a new life.
He slowly began to wield the sword. Each of his movements was slow, yet filled with perfection. Every single motion held a cosmic balance, as if he himself controlled the laws of the universe. From the outside, it seemed like a simple practice, but inside, his soul was drawing the universe's energy into this body, purifying it and strengthening it.
[Manhua style: A subtle, blue aura began to spread around Lian Yu. This aura was so faint that an ordinary human could not see it.]
The first day, his body felt a slight pain, but Lian Yu ignored it. The second day, the pain increased a little more. The third day...
The cells of his body screamed. The pain was so unbearable that an ordinary human would immediately faint. But Lian Yu closed his eyes and felt the pain completely. This pain reminded him where he was, who he was, and where he needed to go—to eliminate his enemies.
A week later, Lian Yu's body had remarkably transformed. His eyes had become even sharper, his skin tough and strong. He now looked less like a common boy and more like a warrior in the early stages of training, imbued with an unseen power.
"Now... it's time to gain power," he thought with determination.
The next day, he said to Hu, "Uncle Hu, do we know anything about our clan's enemies? Especially about the Shadow Clan?"
Fear was clearly visible in Hu's eyes. "Master, the Shadow Clan is very powerful. We are nothing before them."
"We are now," Lian Yu said calmly, his voice filled with an unbreakable conviction. "I need to find out their strength. Find out their weaknesses."
"Master... what are you going to do?" Hu asked nervously.
"Politics," Lian Yu said. "And deception. First, we need to understand their structure."
Lian Yu told Hu to gather information about the small clans surrounding the Shadow Clan and their internal politics. He told Hu that he was devising a detailed plan.
"Uncle Hu, what is our greatest weakness?"
Hu said, "Wealth. We barely have enough to eat. We have no resources for cultivation."
"Alright," Lian Yu said. "Then our first plan will begin with 'wealth'."
Lian Yu remembered that his previous self, Lian Yu, had an old ring, given to him by his father. This ring seemed worthless, but Lian Yu recognized it. It was a 'Spatial Ring,' containing some hidden items.
[Manhua style: Lian Yu put the ring on his finger. A subtle, golden glow emanated from the ring and infused into Lian Yu's hand, revealing the hidden items within the ring.]
Inside, he found a small, dried leaf. It was a 'Spring Blade Grass,' a low-level treasure used to enhance bodily energy and accelerate cultivation.
It was a small beginning, but for Lian Yu, it was enormous.
"This is enough for me," he thought. "With this small treasure, I can further accelerate my cultivation. And when my power grows enough, I will once again make these ruins a great clan, ruling over all of Realm 1."
Lian Yu closed his eyes. In his mind, the man with the Golden Aura appeared once again, along with the divine beings who had caused his downfall. Their images were clear in his mind.
"What you people did to me... I will never forget. This is just the beginning. The purpose of my rebirth is revenge."
He knew his path was long and arduous. But he had cultivated for billions of years. Starting from scratch once again was no big deal for him. He possessed experience, knowledge, and an unbreakable will.
He rose once more, and picked up his broken sword. This time, there was only one goal in his eyes: Limitless strength, and the power that would take him back to his enemies and make them pay for their deeds
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