On The Path Of Cultivation To Become God

"Chen Tian, why are you here?" A delicate voice called out from behind him.

Chen Tian turned around to see Ming Ming standing there, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

She was dressed in exquisite Chinese traditional clothes.

Her vibrant attire accentuated her beauty, making her look even more enchanting.

The soft fabric and intricate embroidery of her outfit reflected the rich cultural heritage of China.

Chen Tian couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and admiration as he took in the sight before him.

Ming Ming looked like a true embodiment of elegance and grace.

"I came to visit a friend," Chen Tian replied.

"Oh, is that the friend that got into an accident together with your aunt?" Ming Ming asked with concern.

Chen Tian had already explained to her and her grandfather what happened with his aunt, so Ming Ming was already aware of the accident.

Chen Tian nodded, his expression turning somber. "Yes, my aunt's friend is called Mei Hua, and she's like a big sister to me. Unfortunately, it was a terrible accident, but thankfully, my aunt and Mei Hua are recovering well now."

"I'm glad to hear that they are both on the path to recovery. It must have been a challenging time for your family," Ming Ming said.

Chen Tian nodded. "Yes, it was, but we're grateful that things are improving."

"How's your grandfather?"

Ming Ming smiled slightly. "Thank you a lot for your help. Because of you, my grandfather is now feeling better, and it seems that he feels like he was young again. The Ming family is grateful for your assistance."

Chen Tian nodded understandingly, glad to hear the positive update about Ming Ming's grandfather.

"It's my pleasure to help."

"If there's anything else I can do to support your family, please don't hesitate to let me know," Chen Tian offered sincerely.

Ming Ming's eyes were filled with gratitude as she replied, "Your kindness has already made a world of difference. I can't accept more; please let me know if there's anything else that the Ming family can do for you."

Chen Tian smiled warmly and shook his head. "There's no need for any further gestures. Seeing your grandfather healthy is already good."

Ming Ming's eyes welled up with tears of gratitude as she thanked him once again.

Ming Ming couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with emotions. She knew that without Chen Tian's act of kindness, her grandfather would have died, and the Ming family would have been in a lot of trouble.

She couldn't find the words to express her gratitude fully.

Ming Ming and Chen Tian chatted for a little while longer, and it turned out that her grandfather would be discharged from the hospital today.

He didn't need to stay any longer in the hospital.

Chen Tian decided to leave since he still had some work to do before heading home. Ming Ming invited Chen Tian to visit her house after exchanging contact information. She didn't have the chance to do that last time because of her grandfather's illness. Now that he was getting better, she wanted Chen Tian to see her home and meet her family.

She hoped that he would accept the invitation, and that this would be the start of something special between them.

Chen Tian didn't mind and accepted the invitation gladly. He was curious to see Ming Ming's home and meet her family; maybe he would also ask Old Ming about the ancient ruins that are opening a month from now.

Ming Ming couldn't help but smile as Chen Tian accepted her invitation.

As they made plans for Chen Tian to visit the Ming Family, he said his goodbyes and left the hospital.

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Far away in a mysterious place, a group of individuals gathered in a dimly lit cavern.

"Oh, Great Lord!"

"You who slumber beneath this earth, heed our call!"

The guttural chant echoed through the cavern, each word laden with desperation and chilling power.

Ten figures, clad in crimson robes embroidered with silver skulls, stood in a circle, their foreheads pressed against the cold stone floor.
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Within the circle, a shallow hole pulsed with an eerie crimson glow, the very essence of their lifeblood seeping into the earth.

At the center of the circle stood a man, his eyes blazing with fanatical passion. His raven hair, streaked with silver, framed a face etched with the weight of ancient knowledge and forbidden desires.

In his hand, he clutched a jade dagger, its blade slick with the blood of countless sacrifices.

With a final, agonizing cry, he plunged the dagger into his heart, severing the last tether that bound his life force.

The crimson glow intensified, erupting in a pillar of light that bathed the cavern in an otherworldly hue. The air crackled with raw power, the scent of ozone and sulfur stinging the nostrils.

A low tremor shook the earth, and the shadows on the cavern walls writhed and twisted as if possessed.

|GHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!|

Then, with a bone-jarring roar that ripped through the very fabric of reality, a figure coalesced within the light.

It was a serpent, but not like any serpent known to man.

Its scales shimmered with an obsidian sheen, each one carved with intricate runes that pulsed with malevolent energy.

Its eyes, twin pools of molten gold, burned with intelligence that defied comprehension. Its immense form, easily larger than the cavern itself, coiled around the pillar of light, its presence both terrifying and strangely mesmerizing.

The ten figures, their faces contorted with a mixture of awe and terror, bowed their heads in obeisance.

"Great Serpent of the Underworld," they rasped in unison, "we offer our blood, our souls, our very essence! Grant us the power to shatter the shackles of mortality and to ascend to heaven!"

The serpent's gaze, heavy with ancient wisdom, shifted from one figure to the next.

Its voice, a deep rumble that resonated through the cavern, echoed with a chilling indifference.

|Hssssss~~|

"Mortals," it hissed, "power comes at a price. Are you prepared to pay it?"

A tense silence descended upon the cavern.

The ten figures, their faces etched with determination and a hunger for forbidden knowledge, met the serpent's gaze with unwavering resolve.

"We are," they chorused, their voices ringing out with a newfound defiance.

The serpent chuckled, making a sound like stones grinding against bone. "Very well," it rasped. "Then let the dance begin."

With a flick of its tail, the pillar of light shattered, showering the cavern with a million glittering shards.

The ten figures, their bodies wracked with an agonizing transformation, screamed as flesh and bone twisted and reshaped under the serpent's malevolent gaze.

And thus, in the heart of the forbidden mountain, a pact was forged.

Mortals, consumed by ambition and blinded by the promise of power, surrendered their souls to an ancient entity, forever altering the course of their lives and the fate of the world itself.

For in the pursuit of immortality, they had sown the seeds of their own destruction, and the scales of fate had tipped irrevocably towards darkness.

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Happy New Year, everyone! May this new year bring you joy, love, and success in all your lives.

I just finished two exams and still have two more to go.

Wish me luck; I have math next week. I've been studying non-stop, and I'm feeling like I can pass that damn test.