Chapter 1021: Fairy Lady

Another twenty-odd days passed, and Chu Feng was on the verge of tears. He was truly still shrinking, becoming a baby just over a year old, with noticeable baby fat and a face full of collagen.

“I am Demon Chu!”

He vigorously waved his arms, but his attempts to look ferocious actually appeared a bit comical.

He plopped down on the ground, his face etched with worry. What was he to do? Was he truly destined to disappear if this regression continued until the very end?

Should he continue this gamble?

This plump, chubby baby, with a face full of collagen, was clearly worried, yet he looked more like he was spaced out, showing no visible trace of distress.

In the past one or two months, he had refined out much of the dense Yin energy from his body, significantly reducing it, but it was still not completely purged. One could only imagine the terrifying energy he had brought out when he broke through the ultimate realm of reincarnation.

With a violent tremor, there was movement on the ground.

Chu Feng’s heart stirred. Another thunderstorm was approaching, meaning he could go outside to undergo the tribulation and resolve the problem once and for all.

He crawled out of the ground and looked up. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down, striking hard.

Crack!

As expected, he didn’t even need to actively draw in the lightning; the heavenly tribulation arrived, blasting down directly onto him with intense electrical energy.

Chu Feng grimaced. He had been tempered by that strange ground fire underground for two months, and now he was still enduring such powerful lightning strikes. It was truly terrifying.

Before long, his skin was torn and flesh split, his whole body charred black. Electric currents shot through his tiny body; his internal organs were wrapped in lightning, and his bone marrow flowed with electricity.

The so-called collagen and baby fat were all scorched.

“Damn you, you villain who controls lightning, have you no shame? Bullying even a baby, you’re utterly despicable!” Chu Feng, being thick-skinned, cursed loudly.

Of course, he also considered himself thin-skinned, given that he had become an infant.

“Ow, I’m going to be struck to death, you villainous lightning!” he cried, struggling to resist.

Then, he was somewhat surprised to see large areas of Yin mist rising amidst the electric light, only to be destroyed by the vigorous Yang energy. But he still had more inside, which continued to emerge. How much had he truly brought out from the ultimate realm?

Judging by this, a single tribulation might not be enough to completely dispel it. In the Yang realm, he had truly become a creature resembling a Yin corpse.

Indeed, even as the heavy rain was about to stop and the normal lightning faded, his area remained dense with thunder, intertwined with lightning, striking endlessly.

Chu Feng hid deep underground, suspending the tribulation. He didn't want to attract the attention of the world's cultivators, as he couldn’t expose himself before fully integrating into the Yang realm.

Especially, if word got out that a Divine King-level infant was undergoing tribulation, it would be enough to stun a crowd of people, attracting the progenitors of various sects who would then dissect and study him.

Deep underground, Chu Feng pondered his gains and losses, considering his future path.

“I want to walk the strongest path, and this definitely won’t do,” he thought. “From the Awakening and Chains realms, all the way to my current mid-Divine King stage, every realm has flaws. I must reshape them.”

As Chu Feng pondered, he organized the contents of the stone box, checking if there was any creation material left. Such a substance was incredibly precious.

He estimated that his current state was largely due to the Thirty-Three Heavens Grass and the Six Paths Reincarnation Blood.

Unfortunately, there was none left; the creation material had been entirely consumed.

A pile of shiny, snow-white metal lumps made him sigh. This was the Vajra Gourd, broken beyond recognition. It was a rare type of mother gold, yet it couldn't withstand the immense pressure during the reincarnation process and was utterly ruined.

Compared to that, the stone box was simply too extraordinary.

In addition, there was also a puddle of silvery metallic substance, which made Chu Feng pause in surprise. He exclaimed, “This is the silver page left by the Saint Master!”

It recorded extensive knowledge about domains, delving into the profound mysteries of heaven and earth. This metal page was truly extraordinary, and it was amazing that it had managed to survive.

The energy tower on the moon had once said that the Saint Master had obtained this page by chance, and much of his knowledge originated from it.

Unfortunately, there was only one page. They speculated that it was likely just one page from some grand scripture!

From this perspective, the silver page had an incredibly profound origin!

Most other things were destroyed, turning into ash. When he passed through the ultimate realm of reincarnation and encountered the final collision, it was truly like an apocalypse, where everything was damaged!

“The small grindstone is still here too, how strange,” he murmured.

Chu Feng murmured and observed his own condition. After nearly two months of consolidation, a small grey grindstone reappeared, reshaping itself.

Originally a black and white grindstone, it had turned grey after absorbing some special primordial substances.

These special substances originated from strangeness and inauspiciousness. After being suppressed, they returned to their primordial state, becoming a unique "source substance" that was astonishingly powerful.

Even the ultimate realm of reincarnation couldn't wear it down!

Chu Feng fell silent, mentally flipping through the notes written by the Stone Fox Heavenly Venerate’s master, wanting to embark on the strongest path.

The notes contained many methods, but they all required cultivation from a young age. Although he had reincarnated this time, it was different from reincarnation in the usual sense.

He still retained his cultivation, and even in the Yang realm, he wasn’t considered a weak cultivator.

“I need to start over from scratch, but how should I go about it?” he wondered.

In this life, he wanted to become a top-tier expert, which naturally meant forging a different path. He would never again allow someone like Red Flame, the eighth divine being in the world, to cross two realms and contend with him.

From domain theories to the strongest notes, and then to the breathing techniques of various races, Chu Feng pondered for three days. His mind was in a state of chaos, with some vague ideas, but they were all too risky.

“Never mind,” he decided. “I’ll first refine out all the Yin energy in my body.”

Chu Feng continued to burn himself underground with the ground fire for a full fifty-odd days. He shrank again, becoming a ten-month-old infant, which terrified him.

Was he truly going to refine himself out of existence?

The Thirty-Three Heavens Grass and the Six Paths Reincarnation Blood were simply too overbearing, making his head spin and leaving him speechless.

Finally, he refined himself to the later stages, and the Yin mist largely dispersed, rarely reappearing. He himself also finally stopped shrinking.

An eight-month-old infant!

“Damn it, I finally stopped reverse-growing!” Though he swore in anger, his voice was still childishly soft, making his baby-fat-filled face turn dark. He immediately shut up, refusing to speak again.

After a few days, another thunderstorm arrived. Chu Feng climbed to the surface and began undergoing tribulation again.

Indeed, the lightning was much gentler. The Yin energy in his body was no longer so dense; it was quite sparse. By the time the thunderstorm hadn't even stopped, no more Yin energy emerged from his flesh, blood, and soul light.

“Finally, it’s complete. I’ve become a person of the Yang realm,” Chu Feng said, letting out a long breath.

However, he felt it certainly wasn’t that simple. He had come from the ultimate Yin land, passed through reincarnation, and was accompanied by immense secrets.

Yang realm cultivators traveled to the Yin realm for what they called Yin-Yang harmony, seeking Yin-Yang seeds. Undoubtedly, Chu Feng no longer needed to consider this issue; regarding the absorption of Yin realm substances, he had reached the highest level.

Just as he was lost in thought, contemplating his future path, a sudden violent tremor shook the air. A terrifying bloody lightning bolt descended, carrying a wisp of chaotic mist, and blasted him apart.

Chu Feng’s vision went black, and his soul light scattered. He was certain his cultivation foundation was damaged; this strike was too cruel.

His flesh, blood, and soul light fragments immediately rushed underground to hide.

However, this time was terrifying. The lightning didn't stop; it followed him deep underground, striking him down. The second bolt was purple-gold and also carried a wisp of chaotic mist.

This was extremely terrifying. In the Yang realm, the power of such lightning was unimaginably strong; it was electricity specifically sent for destruction!

Chu Feng immediately entered the stone jar and sealed the lid tightly!

That bolt of electric light struck the stone jar, slowly fading, and this kind of lightning no longer appeared in the sky above.

“What’s going on? Has the reckoning not finished yet?” he wondered. “I’ve already become a person of the Yang realm, having refined out all Yin energy, so why is this still happening?”

Chu Feng’s expression was serious; he was utterly baffled.

After reforming his true body, he observed his own condition. His face darkened; he had almost been knocked out of the Divine King realm, and his cultivation foundation was damaged.

He said nothing and began healing.

It took a full half-month for him to recover completely, leaving no lingering problems.

“This body is really good, full of vibrant life,” Chu Feng nodded.

But even now, he didn’t understand what was happening. He had to recall all the scriptures he had seen; when he came from the Yin realm universe, he had taken all the texts of various races and read them all.

In addition, there were the notes given to him by the Stone Fox, written by its powerful master, all the words of which had flowed through his mind.

“Could it be targeting my cultivation?” he mused.

This time, it wasn't targeting Yin energy. Was it possible that a newborn infant carrying cultivation would be suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth? Chu Feng pondered this, recalling similar records he had seen.

Was this primeval land guarding against special reincarnators?

The strongest notes mentioned a few sentences about it, but didn't elaborate.

First, it targeted dense Yin energy, and now it wants to suppress an infant with innate cultivation. Is it even letting people live?! Chu Feng’s face was grim.

A few days later, he couldn't resist and ran out again, wanting to test and verify his theory. This time, he was very careful, paying close attention to the changes and mysteries of heaven and earth.

A black lightning bolt struck down, blasting him apart. He barely escaped, but his cultivation foundation was damaged again.

Chu Feng’s face darkened. Without a word, he recovered his body. After studying the strongest notes, he was convinced: this was truly targeting reincarnators who carried their previous life's cultivation foundation.

He dared not take any more risks; one slip-up and he would be suppressed and killed. That kind of lightning was too terrifying.

“Overall, I’m still not strong enough,” he muttered. “The notes mention that the most powerful prodigies have ways to deal with some strange and terrifying lightning tribulations.”

Chu Feng muttered to himself, increasingly yearning to forge his own path and make every realm flawless.

By then, not to mention Red Flame, even the top few deities in the world who were stronger than him wouldn’t be able to cross realms and battle him again.

“On my path of cultivation, I will become one of the strongest gods in history!”

Chu Feng pondered back and forth, considering various breathing techniques, the strongest notes, domain secret texts, and exotic secret arts. Finally, he frowned and decided to give it a try.

His whole body glowed as all his cultivation and energy converged inward, condensing towards his abdomen. This process lasted for several days, and finally, all his cultivation condensed into a single golden core.

Chu Feng opened his mouth and spat. The golden core appeared in his chubby little hand; it was as big as a longan, covered in intricate runes, flowing with radiant light, and unrivaled in its divinity.

This was his entire cultivation, refined by combining exotic arts, domains, the strongest notes, and the breathing techniques of various races. It had actually succeeded!

This was highly significant. If others were to swallow it, he would have nowhere to cry. Even if his cultivation realms weren't the strongest and had various flaws, it still represented the fruit of a Divine King.

He truly didn't feel safe leaving the golden core outside.

As for him now, after spitting out this golden core adorned with dazzling runes, he only had good physical strength, and that was merely relative to a normal infant.

One must know that all his strength was gone; all the cultivation he had evolved was now contained within this golden core adorned with intricate symbols!

Chu Feng took it back into his body. After thinking for a moment, he placed it at the grey grindstone, and then tried to suppress it between the two grindstone pieces.

In an instant, a grey mist covered that area.

“Eh, all auras seem to be completely isolated from the outside world?” Chu Feng wondered, feeling suspicious. He truly had this sensation; could it be an illusion?

Chu Feng thought for a moment, then cautiously emerged from the stone jar. And indeed, no lightning descended.

Even as an infant, his physical strength was extraordinary. He climbed to the surface in one go and looked at the sky. Although dark clouds filled it, no lightning struck.

Chu Feng grinned, his baby-fat-filled face alight with smiles. He was incredibly happy, having completely resolved the hidden dangers and now being able to embark on the strongest path.

“The grey primordial substance is very strange, existing between tangible and ethereal. Outsiders won’t detect it,” he mused. Chu Feng was very satisfied that it could conceal everything.

His cultivation hadn't been cut off; it was just temporarily sealed.

If needed, he could directly release the golden core. Of course, when he thought about the consequences, his head spun again. Unless he was in a desperate situation, he absolutely couldn't use it. He estimated he might not even get a chance to unleash a single attack before being struck down by the lightning.

“This ground fire is strange, not an ordinary thing,” he thought. “But it’s useless to me now. I’ll study it again when I have a chance.”

Chu Feng returned underground, taking the stone box with him, and decided to leave this place. There were many traces of lightning strikes, and it would be bad if someone discovered them.

However, he was troubled. He was too young, naked, and carrying the stone jar; it was too conspicuous. It would be impossible not to attract attention.

Finally, he entered the stone jar, released the golden core, and controlled the jar. He estimated he flew several hundred miles before stopping.

This was a mountainous area with a wild, primitive aura. Chu Feng found traces of hunters. He hid the stone box, then pondered his future.

Rumble!

The rain poured down with lightning flashing and thunder roaring. The rainfall was exceptionally heavy in the dark night.

At first, Chu Feng was indeed startled, thinking he was about to be struck by lightning again, but he found it was a false alarm—just a normal thunderstorm.

In the latter half of the night, Chu Feng was horrified, his hair standing on end. Although he was no longer a Divine King, with his cultivation transformed into a golden core suppressed between the grey grindstone pieces, his intuition was still very sharp.

Soon, he got goosebumps. In the heavy rain, several fierce beasts, their fur stained with blood, rushed out from the depths of the mountain range, emitting an incredibly tragic aura.

Divine Kings!

Chu Feng was shocked. What was happening? Even in the Yang realm, it wasn't normal for several Divine King level cultivators to appear in one place all at once.

Not to mention these were several injured fierce beasts; them walking together like this was even rarer.

Next, he saw a woman in the pouring rain, traversing the sky like a true immortal, following behind the several Divine King-level fierce beasts.

This woman was exceptionally beautiful, unrivaled in grace. Her white sleeves danced in the rain, and her cold, alluring aura was unforgettable at first sight, making her seem detached from the world, looking down on everything.

“Am I about to get another sister, or another mother?” Chu Feng, ever thick-skinned, muttered to himself with a shameful smile on his face.