Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy

ng about the lightning tribulation,” he said.
“The stronger the dao you learn the stronger the lightning will be.
If you cannot withstand the lightning, you will…”

Alex looked at the wounds that crept up the old man’s left side.
“Senior must have learned a very strong Dao to be wounded like this,” he said.

“Hah!” the old man shouted.
“What strong dao? I couldn’t even pass the normal 9 bolts of lightning.”

He shook his head and felt the pain along his right side again.

“Senior, if you don’t mind, can you tell me what happened that day? Was there someone that interfered with your breakthrough? Or was it just an accident?”

The old man stayed quiet and thought back to the day he lost it all.
He didn’t want to remember but the memories didn’t follow his sentiment.
They flooded his mind as he remembered every single aspect of that day clearly.

His eidetic memory was a curse for him at this moment.

“It was neither an interference,” the old man said finally after staying quiet a long time.
“Nor was it an accident.”

“All it was… was a goddamn mistake made by a young, stupid me,” the old man said.

“I was young.
I didn’t understand much.
They told me I had the talent and the potential to reach the heavens.
They told me I could one day become as strong as everyone ever had in history.”

“I took that to heart.
I thought I was truly gifted and I did not need anything else.
I started off slow with my teacher and elder’s teaching, but at some point, they weren’t there anymore and I was all alone, and I could do whatever I want.”

“I thought since I am so gifted, why do I have to worry about taking my time with my cultivation? Wasn’t it good enough that I could just reach the next realm?”

“I was also in some part motivated thanks to the founder’s story about the Immortal worlds.
Even the trashiest of trash there had a great chance at becoming immortal, just because of the concentration of Qi in those worlds.”

“If even trash could do so, what about me? I had the greatest of talents, so if I were to go there early, I would be able to reach the higher realms early too.
Immortality is too enticing after all,” the old man said.

“And… in doing so, I made the gravest mistake a cultivator could make before any major breakthrough.
I had built myself a very weak foundation and there was no one there to correct me.”

“So, when I started my breakthrough, that was when tragedy struck,” the old man said.
“I do not know whether it was my stupidity or my courage that took me past the Inner Demon.
Some days I wish that I hadn’t been able to.
At least… the lightning wouldn’t have arrived.”

Alex continued taking in the death aura while hearing the old man’s tale.

“The first lightning bolt was strong, but I was prepared for it.
I knew they would be strong, and I handled it.
But the second was even stronger, much more than I had thought it would.”

“The third and the fourth ones were very much stronger and I was already suffering through them.
When the fifth bolt fell, it hurt me so much, but I survived.
However, I knew I could not survive the next one.”

“So, when the 6th lightning bolt fell… it destroyed me.
It charred the right half of my body, leaving it bleeding in the storm,” the old man said.
“That was the moment I knew I was going to die.”

“So when I did, I couldn’t help but run away.
How stupid of me to think the lightning would stop.
No, it followed me, right onto the main mountain of my sect.”

“The elders came to help me, to heal me, and that was what the heavens considered interference.
The next moment, thousands of lightning bolts fell from heaven, killing everyone around me, leaving only me alone.”

“I… I didn’t even feel anything when they died.
I was too occupied with my own survival.
I… if only I hadn’t been so thoughtless, I might have been able to save them,” the old man said.
“or maybe… even just die, rather than live this painful life.”

Alex didn’t know what to say.
The old man seemed to be in more pain than ever, but none of it was physical.
He grieved his sect members that died due to his failure, and Alex was considerate enough to let him grieve.

However, there was someone else that wasn’t as considerate.

“Holy shit!” Godslayer said after hearing the old man’s recollection of the events from the past.

“What? What’s wrong?” Alex asked.

“I think… this old man is actually not a False Immortal.”

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