《The Rise of the Heavenly Monarch》


 Feng Clan of Earth

    In a secluded area of Earth, there are five towering mountain, anyone who sees this mountains will be given an expression of ¡®unreachable¡¯ and ¡®majestic¡¯. But if anyone will look from aerial view, these mountains are positioned in a pentagon shape, each mountain is placed on five corners of pentagon.


    Lush forest are surrounding these mountains that exudes a rich vitality, perfect wilderness for animals looking for shelter, but that doesn¡¯t matter right now because¡­.


    Massive whirling dark clouds are gathered on the center of mountains, it keeps whirling like it is gathering it¡¯s momentum to blow the pavilion below. A scarlet pavilion thousand of meters in height is built on the center of the five mountains, it is constructed using unknown wood but it produces a fiery and wild pressure that can make a weak willed human faint.


    Contrary to the scene in the scarlet pavilion, the surrounding houses, temples and pavilions are decorated in lanterns, people are celebrating and there¡¯s even people kowtowing or bowing their head to the scarlet pavilion.


    ...


    Inside the scarlet pavilion, 7 people are anxiously waiting in front of a closed sliding door, one of them is a handsome middle aged man with a sword-like eyebrowsthatwears a phoenix embroiled black robe and walking back and fort, five of them are neatly standing in line2 meters away from the door and all of them is wearing red armor outside their robe. The last person is a frowning old man wearing a simple gray robe and this person is clearly irritated in the actions of the person who is wearing phoenix embroiled black robe.


    ¡°Oi, you idiot son of mine! Stop walking or this old man will beat the shit out of you!¡±


    The old man can¡¯t contain his emotions and shouted at the middle aged man.


    The middle aged man froze and behaved properly in front of the door, distress is painted on his faceas he can¡¯t help to open and close his palm to release his emotion.


    ¡°Father, you said that in every storm, there is life. Doesn¡¯t that mean that there is also death? I think the storm you¡¯ve told me is like a war, there¡¯s life and also death. Sacrifice is needed for flowers to bloom, blood will serve as a water for them to grow. This war, I¡¯m afraid that Mei¡¯er will become the blood for the flower that will grow. Mei¡¯er is too weak to bear a child, and now she¡¯s behind that door and giving birth to my child. What if she can¡¯t handle the strain to her body?¡±


    Feng Xitian sighed and spoke again


    ¡°I¡¯ve fearlessly crushed and killed my enemies, building a mountain of corpse behind me, river of blood has been spilled in my path. I¡¯ve faced all of that without fear, yet I am here anxiously waiting if my wife will survive this war. ¡±If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    Feng Xitian suddenly changed his bearing, the anxiousness and distress is gone and changed to love, sadness and pity.


    The five generals behind the old man and Feng Xitian bowed their heads, they knew how much their current Sect Master love his wife, he will massacre the enemy and create a bloody path if needed if his wife is harmed.


    The old man looked to his son, he can understand what his son is feeling right now. His son is ruthless, no woman can tame his heart in the past, he would kill whoever touch him without his permission. Arrogant young master as they¡¯re saying, his son¡¯s temper is low and it¡¯s common for him to blast whoever pissed him. But fate changed him when he met his wife, who knew that opposite really do attracts? His wife is the embodiment of kindness, not the type of woman that can make emperor bow because of her beauty nor the type of beauty that can cause a downfall of a dynasty. She¡¯s just a simple only child of a farmer¡¯s couple, lived in poverty but her life changed when she rescued the injured Feng Xitian, who knew that this war lord will become her husband?


    The old man spoke to his son


    ¡°War cannot be avoided, and it is not a fight that there will be no sacrifice. War is a man made fight, human¡¯s thinking is a layer of layer of complexity and that what makes war hard. But storm is a repetitive event, even if it¡¯s intensity changed, it¡¯s still a storm and will forever be a storm. Mighty storm or weak storm is still a storm. This storm that will face us, it is not the storm that will ravage us, it is us that will ravage the storm and anything in our path!¡±


    When the old man finished his speak, Feng Xitian and the five generals looked to the old man with their blood boiling. That¡¯s right! Miracle is both born in storm and war, this storm is nothing compared to their hardships!


    ¡°Uwaaaaa!¡±


    ¡°Uuuhhhh!¡±


    When Feng Xitian heard this, he immediately rushed inside the room and there he saw 4 people. His wife Feng Mei lying in the bed, kneeling beside her is an old woman wiping the sweat on her forehead. The other 2 woman are the one helping Feng Mei to give birth, they¡¯re the Royal Servant of this sect.


    Feng Xitian walked towards the servant and gently took the baby on her hands, this is his son! Their son!


    ¡°Congratulations your highness Sect Master! Madam Feng gave birth to a healthy young lord!¡±


    ¡°Congratulations Sect Master! I am honored to see the birth of the future Sect Master, I can sense that he will do great things in the future!¡±


    The two servants bowed and gave their praises to the newly birth child and to the Sect Master.


    Feng Xitian can¡¯t express what he¡¯s feeling at this moment, he placed his son to his wife¡¯s bosom and spoke to her..


    ¡°Mei¡¯er, look at him. This is our son, he will become the next pillar of this sect. He is destined to become a great person.¡±


    Feng Mei stared and caressed his son¡¯s face. What a lovely child is he! It¡¯s a combination of Feng Mei¡¯s gentle innocent features and Feng Xitian¡¯s dominant looking face, then Feng Mei looked to his husband and said..


    ¡°Have you decided what you will name him?¡±


    ¡°Since our son is born under the pressure of a storm, his birth is already declared that he will stand outstandingly on his path. He will be called Feng Shenji! For he is a miracle bloomed through this storm!¡±


    After Feng Xitian declared his son¡¯s name. A change is happening outside the scarlet pavilion, the swirling dark clouds are changing into dark red clouds until the center of the clouds are completely red, blazing pillar of fire is slowly taking shape slowly extending towards the scarlet pavilion.


    ¡°Look in the sky! A pillar of fire has emerged and it looks like that it is going down to the Parasol Pavilion!¡±


    A youth has exclaimed when he saw this, he is pointing to the sky when he said this.


    The celebrating crowd stopped what they¡¯re doing and looked up in the sky to see what¡¯s happening.


    The extending pillar of fire stopped approaching the pavilion and formed a circular fire on top of it, the fire soon changed its form and as if it was alive, it wriggled then took a shape of a beating heart.


    A continuous ¡®badump¡¯ sound was heard coming from the heart, resonating and joining the beating hearts of the spectators. Soon, the heart of fire retracted until it¡¯s just as small as a fist of a baby, contrary to the expectations of the crowd, the heat didn¡¯t decrease a bit but instead it increased ten-fold.

 Before the event~

    Living the life of a beggar for 15 years seems like a waste, I followed the law and obeyed the rules. Do I regret it? Yes, absolutely. The fuck is a beggar following the rules and law, I should¡¯ve lived my life to the fullest. Since I¡¯m a beggar they wouldn¡¯t treat me like a civilized person in the first place. That¡¯s how society works, if you¡¯re a man wearing $5,000 watch then no matter how dirty your moral is or how you killed your neighbor¡¯s auntie they will still look at you on how you dress or based on your appearance.


    I regret the fact that I didn¡¯t enjoy being a beggar, what¡¯s to enjoy you say? ¡®Shame¡¯ is not in my vocabulary, I won¡¯t survive till now if I had shame. I can do whatever I want since people won¡¯t mind my business unless it¡¯s too disturbing and society already engraved in their mind that since I¡¯m a beggar, I¡¯m to do those shameless acts. Do you expect a man in suit to pick up a left over mineral bottle in trash and drink it? No, only us beggars has the privilege to do it without causing much reaction to our surroundings.


    Since I¡¯m already this low, why the hell did I lived morally like a promising youth? I should¡¯ve done more crazy things or made things in society worse to lessen my dullness in life.


    Now that I¡¯m dying, eh? Maybe I took pity in the old man¡¯s look, he¡¯s not even dead yet but his pair of eyes are already lifeless. I¡¯m tired of getting looked down by this shitty society and wannabe elites of it, since I¡¯m going to die someday, why not make a bet and make it big this time? I tried to save the old man but instead I got stabbed and left to die, pathetic shit.


    But why do I feel like my soul is being sucked? Eh there¡¯s a light and it¡¯s getting bigger, no, I¡¯m getting closer. Is this is where my soul have it¡¯s eternal rest or what?


    The moment I crossed the light, shocked was written to my face. No, since I only have my soul but there¡¯s a huge crimson nebula in my sight and I look like a speck of dust comparing our size.


    My soul is in the outer space? Anyway the crimson nebula¡¯s form is slowly changing it¡¯s form. It slowly formed it¡¯s wings and extended it, a tail was magnificently laid before my eyes and it¡¯s head was rising continuously. Blazing feathers were formed all around it¡¯s body multiplying it¡¯s exalted presence, the huge bird slowly opened it¡¯s eyes and golden iris like the sun contrasts it¡¯s jet black pupil that seems can draw someone¡¯s soul.If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    The moment it¡¯s eyes were opened, torrent of mountainous pressure descended to me and a suffocating feeling was bore into my soul. It¡¯s huge eyes locked into me making me feel naked and there¡¯s no secrets it can¡¯t expose.


    ¡°Mortal ant, do you understand where you are standing?¡±


    A beautiful female voice said inside me, was she speaking directly inside my mind? The suffocating pressure hinders me to answer, what is she anyway?


    ¡°Who and what am I, you will learn it near the future. Bear my blood, and control your fate. Let my everlasting fire fuel your desire and wash the regrets in your past life.¡±


    I don¡¯t know what she¡¯s saying but I feel hope. This is too much for me to process, shouldn¡¯t I die and rest peacefully or meet the all knowing entity? But here I am facing this huge crimson bird and she¡¯s speaking things illogical to me.


    ¡°I know you¡¯re confused, any mortal will be. Remember my words, use my bloodline well my prime descendant. I will now send you to your next journey.¡±


    The figure of crimson bird is gradually getting smaller and her voice echoed inside me. Bloodline? Prime descendant? Next journey?


    An unknown heat was drilling into my soul and the stars around me is moving so fast that it looks like zooning out of HD picture, or I am the one moving fast?


    Moments later there was a planet in sight and my speeding soul gradually slowed down. Thanks God! My soul moderately entered the atmosphere and the view of a healthy green land is spread before me. Soon, 5 towering mountains in pentagon shape with a huge crimson structure in the center is below my view.


    My soul stopped moving in the air and dark clouds gathered with I in the center. The clouds started to expand and heat soon flowed out of my soul. The difference this time is because the heat can be seen with eyes, the crimson heat mixed with clouds and soon became dark red.


    The center of the clouds became pure red like a volcano magma, and fire started to form and descend to the pavilion below.


    The soul attached itself to the fire that is descending and soon the fire took shape of a beating heart and retracted to the size of a baby¡¯s fist.


    The heart descended and entered inside the pavilion without any resistance, the heart continued to descend unhindered even with the walls, like a king passing it¡¯s retainers and showing disdain to the world that physical matters won¡¯t stop it¡¯s crusade.


    The heart slowed down and a room with 11 humans we¡¯re shocked to the appearance of this floating heart. Without waiting for them to react, the heart circled playfully around the head of the baby and positioned itself in left chest then descended until it¡¯s inside the baby''s body.