The First Immortal of Destiny

Chapter 903: Chapter 903: Endless Calamities, Eternal Damnation (2)

In this lifetime, he became Dao companions with Chen Mengze.

Shen Mo, even though he obtained the Destiny Panel, was enthralled by Chen Mengze’s beauty during the first twenty years. He fathered seven children—three sons and four daughters—with her, and then he was busy raising them, neglecting his cultivation!

It wasn’t until he turned fifty, when his primal Essence and Qi started to dissipate, and his cultivation state was far from what it used to be, that he finally came to his senses.

However, by this time, it was already too late. Despite the Destiny Panel having divine effects against the heavens, it required substantial effort and investment. Shen Mo could neither earn enough Destiny Points nor save enough Spirit Stones. Coupled with his poor talent and waning vitality, he couldn’t open his Dantian to step into the Qi Gathering Realm, ultimately halting at the Body Tempering Realm Layer IX.

In contrast, Chen Mengze, utilizing the ”Pure Jade Mantra,” had obtained exceptional talent not inferior to the Ice Spirit Body. Successfully opening her Spirit Sea, she gained a lifespan of five hundred years.

With Shen Mo’s lifespan nearing its end, old and frail, plagued by countless ailments, he lay on his sickbed awaiting death’s arrival; at his bedside, his children and grandchildren gathered in numbers, and Chen Mengze remained young and beautiful, radiant, looking at Shen Mo with a gaze carrying a trace of faint sorrow, along with a complex expression of relief...

The fourth lifetime.

A great change occurred in the scene; the Soul Generals captured by Shen Mo into the Soul Refining Flag, anyone who was ever human, all came back to life.

They continued with their original lives but, through various opportunities, all intersected with Shen Mo, even forming deep bonds with him. Even those who were exceedingly malevolent treated him well, interacting with him with genuine sincerity.

Yet these ”friends” were mercilessly killed by enemies and righteous path cultivators one after another, causing Shen Mo immense pain!

In the fifth lifetime, he died among immortals and mortals of Qing State in the mouth of a Soaring Serpent;

In the sixth lifetime, he became a living creature in the Jade Verdant Cave, transformed into an evil worm by the Hollow Venerable;

The seventh lifetime...

The eighth lifetime...

The ninth lifetime...

When Shen Mo wearily completed his ninth lifetime, the scene returned to the first lifetime.

However, the experiences differed from the earlier first life; his parents encountered massive fortune in the Linjiang Mountain Range, both opening their Spirit Sea and even forming a Golden Core two hundred years later. What remained unchanged was their overwhelming affection for him, granting him a luxurious life complete with numerous wives and concubines, and an abundance of cultivation resources!

These endless cycles of reincarnation, going round and round, showed no signs of stopping, plunging Shen Mo’s consciousness deeper and deeper, making it ever harder to escape the realm of tribulation.

In the real world, his Dao body, soul, and even mana within the secret chamber seemed increasingly lifeless; his aura was weaker than a dying person. The ”Suspended Fairy Mountain” within his Mind Sea shone with golden light, showing a faint tendency to replace the pure soil of Green Cloud Peak!

The originating internal tribulation wore down his Path Heart in various ways, attempting to alter his original intentions.

And the external tribulation continued tirelessly, as if determined not to rest until Shen Mo’s Dao body and soul were destroyed...

In the void above his head, dark purple Heavenly Thunder roared incessantly, crashing down like a flood;

The tribulation fire previously extinguished by the Tribulation Crossing Jade Water reignited at the soles of his feet, fiercely burning upward, aiming to sear through his Dantian, dry up his mana, and char his flesh and bones;

Even within him, ghostly wind as sharp as blades surged, blowing incessantly from inside out, carrying faint traces of blood from his seven orifices and pores!

Within Shen Mo’s Dantian, various magic treasures, such as the Taiyi Sword, Nine-Extreme Crystal Sand, Demon Slaying Sword, Drunken Immortal Pot, and Mountain Pearl, all spontaneously protected their master, resisting the external tribulations alongside the Green Cloud Umbrella; his magic powers and skills also instinctively activated, repairing the damage to his Dao body and soul and fending off further harm from endless tribulations.

Time passed ceaselessly.

In the first year of Shen Mo’s closed cultivation to overcome the tribulation, owing to his profound accumulation, the spontaneously protective magic treasures and activated magical powers could barely shield his Dao body and soul from the calamities of the Three Destructions and Six Calamities.

Starting the second year, due to losing the source of mana, the magic treasures began showing signs of weakness. The magical powers and skills couldn’t fully heal his injuries, leading to his Dao body and soul becoming tattered, covered with scars from the ravages of Heavenly Thunder, invisible tribulation fire, ghostly winds, and similar.

By the third year,

aside from the Taiyi Sword, a spiritual treasure level artifact, cracks and damages appeared on other magic treasures. The Green Cloud Umbrella, directly facing the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, became so damaged only the handle held on, upholding the True Intention of ”Cycle of Life and Death” to resist the thunder’s might.

Even so, as ”tools” crafted for safeguarding the Path, these magic treasures still exerted their utmost to protect Shen Mo.

Even the newly subdued Drunken Immortal Pot did the same, continuously supplying Shen Mo with the already-prepared elixirs, spiritual items, and heavenly dew from within it. Once exhausted, it risked its own destruction and loss of gnosis to collect Heavenly Thunder, tribulation fire, and even ghostly winds to brew spiritual wine, striving with all it had to maintain Shen Mo’s vitality!

Yet, without Shen Mo’s control, no matter how sentient the magic treasures were, or how strong the magical powers and skills, they could not withstand the incessant tribulations. His Dao body and soul suffered severe injuries, and his whole being’s primal Essence and Qi showed signs of exhaustion, hinting at an impending demise.

Meanwhile, Shen Mo’s consciousness remained submerged in the scenes woven by the overwhelming tribulations, hovering between illusion and reality...

In three years’ time, he couldn’t recount how many times he’d ”reincarnated”.

In this lifetime, Shen Mo’s cultivation journey achieved an exceptional Perfection;

Relying on the Destiny Panel, before turning three hundred, he attained the Formless Realm, reigning over the Red Flame Sect for many years, turning it into the largest sect of Jade Spring Mountain.

He was surrounded by beautiful women: Chen Mengze, Zhao Lingyin, Lady Scarlet, and other women he’d never encountered in the real world, all became his beloved; each beautiful confidante was exceptionally charming, possessing a unique allure.

In a cultivation mansion built with the world’s finest materials, Shen Mo had just finished cultivating ”The Sutra of Cloudy and Rainy from Wushan” with his ladies when a strange unease arose in his heart, causing him to abruptly sit up from the jade bed.

”Shen Lang, aren’t you going to sleep a bit more?”

Chen Mengze, clad only in thin undergarments, entwined her cold and soft, beautiful body around him, her eyes filled with tender affection.

Zhao Lingyin pushed her away, squeezing into Shen Mo’s embrace with a radiant smile, saying, ”We cultivators do not need to sleep. If you have concerns, my lord, why not share them with us...”

Though somewhat weary, Lady Scarlet, having activated her energy, returned to a radiant state, laying on Shen Mo in a captivating posture, whispering sweet nothings: ”Rather than daydreaming, it’s better to seize the moment, finding solace in clouds and rain. Lately, Xiang’er’s cultivation has progressed slowly; Senior Brother Qingyun should show some compassion for me!”

Her words immediately provoked dissatisfaction among the other ladies.

Yet Shen Mo remained oblivious to it all, scanning the surroundings with an absentminded look in his eyes, ”Something feels off! But what exactly feels off?”