3 Bright Immortal (2/2)
He was now sure that his Bright Clan was expelled from Upper Realms, with only the Bright Sculpture as their memento. Shame welled up in his throat, followed by a burning rage that wanted to blaze through the skies. The same feeling from before in his bloodline became much stronger.
Everything went bright again, and he was back, but in a different room. There were many more books this time, more advanced ones.
Ming Ren eyes shone with excitement and he forgot all about the same of his clan for that moment. He instantly threw himself on the books before his time to learn was over. He looked like a madman, a book-reading lunatic.
”...When cultivating the Divine Dragon Tyrannical Body, one must not circulate Qi through his third acupoint…”
”...When setting up a One Thousand Lighting Array, one must not use a type three runic flag as the center…”
”...When there is a Qi deviation during the breakthrough to the Spirit Gate Realm due to the excess of Yin energy in a primarily Yin body, Sage Grass is needed to counter the effects…”
The more he read, the more fascinated he became!
At that moment, ”Time” was a nonexistent notion to the young scholar. Once more he was done with all the books and his consciousness faded. This time he was taken to another battlefield but on a much smaller scale. This repeated itself over and over.
**
On the Bright Clan, many weeks passed without Ming Ren waking up. The Patriarch kept sighing, unable to do anything. Yu Ming sent word over to her husband Ming Shi, but she had no answer and could only weep. She also considered bringing Ming Ren with her back to the Jade Clan, but she felt that they would still be in the same situation.
Over the course of the weeks, the Patriarch invited many experts and medicine masters to try and wake up Ming Ren, to no avail. They all had similar answers. The young man's soul was gone, and only the empty shell of his body still stood there. Not even heavenly level Spirit Herbs could help him.
However, Yu Ming didn't give up. Although Ming Ren didn't eat, his body didn't grow any weaker. It was as if he stopped in time. She grew depressed, and her body weakened.
Ming Qiu became a cultivation madman. He kept thinking that if he were stronger, he somehow would be able to save Ming Ren. Ming Bo and Ming Lan also progressed by leaps and bounds.
One day suddenly an event shocked the Bright Clan. Once news of Ming Ren's slumber reached the other clans, the Patriarchs of the White and Cloud clans visited together with a few experts and their prodigies, Bai Xun and Yun Shufeng. Those two were geniuses that had a bright future, but unexpectedly they were friends of Ming Ren!
Bai Xun wept loudly and his brotherhood inspired many. He had to be dragged away by his father because he could not bear to leave his brother behind. He vowed to save him, even if he had to tear the heavens apart.
Yun Shufeng didn't weep the same way as her friend, but she clasped her hands and prayed for his return in silence. Unlike Bai Xun, she wasn't allowed to be herself or cry in front of others. She left right away but cried alone many times after that.
This was only the beginning of the storm for the Bright Clan.
**
Ming Ren lost count of how many books he had. The flashbacks kept appearing, and they all had something in common: every time it appeared it followed a member of the Bright Clan.
Soon all the books were gone and thousands of cultivation laws had appeared. To progress, he had to cultivate each one of them and experience their flaws. Once he was done with one, his entire cultivation would be reset.
He never had so much fun in his life before.
The same happened with formations, pills, and everything else. Only by experiencing and learning he could advance. Finally, he landed in a room full of Arts.
At that point, the flashbacks changed into real battlegrounds. To pass, Ming Ren had to fight his way through many battles and enemies, from humans to other races.
Reaching one last room, he found a single Art, [Divine Bright Eyes]. Every time he tried to learn he felt his eyes were pierced by a thousand needles, and the pain only grew stronger. He exhausted every other way to try and leave but had no choice.
To pass that trial, he had to endure the pain.
How many years did it take?
Since he had no sense of time, he couldn't possibly know. If he knew, he might have gone crazy. At last, a bright light could be seen from his eyes, and soon it looked like it could see through every secret in the world.
It was as if his eyes contained the eternity of the Heavenly Dao.
The myriad of miracles.
The soul of all living things.
The Secret Realm opened itself to him and he finally understood its purpose.
The Bright Scripture was born to train the Bright Immortal, the one that would bring the Bright Clan back to the Upper Realms and to the Apex of The Heavens.
And it chose him.
After it fulfilled its purpose, Ming Ren's consciousness was finally sent back to his body.
But the Bright Clan he left behind was not the same that he came back to.