Chapter 4 - Future Burden
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So get this. Remember that little skill about me being impervious to mental trauma if I ever killed someone? Apparently, trauma from childbirth is just as bad as that, so I’ve been fixed.

Bam!

“Ah, there he is! To think my first son could be such a prodigy!! The heavens are indeed fair and just!!”

The hyperactive black-haired man who just burst through the door into my room is supposedly my father.

Apparently, I may have done something that drew a lot of attention, and now I’m being called heaven’s child or divine son. I would have preferred if I was the son of someone poor and shocked others with my talent as I grew up, but this isn’t too bad.

Oh, and about what I did…

“To be able to instinctively draw in the spiritual energy of the surroundings and then to break through to the first rank of the Qi Gathering Stage! Oh, my son, your future potential is limitless!! Even now I can see the spiritual energy gathering into your body!! Incredible!!”

Instinctively your face, old man. This is called work. Now, I don’t know why he had to lift me up as he’s saying this, but I’m not going to stop cultivating, hence the spiritual energy rushing into my body.

So in this world, there are stages of cultivation realms that we must work through. The first is the Qi Gathering Realm, of which there are ten stages referred to as vessels. Ergo, I’m now a 1st Vessel Qi Gatherer, currently at the 1 Vessel Qi Gathering Stage.

After that realm, we’ll be in the Tan’tien Saturation realm, and as for the others, we’ll get to those when we get to them.

“Honey! Put him down already! You come in here every hour and hold him up talking about how the heavens are just, and look at that you scratched him!”

At that moment, this big oaf finally landed me back in my crib. The woman who just reigned in said oaf was the woman who went through the 18 realms of hell to give birth to me.

Her name is Long Nǚhuáng, the big oaf who happened to be my father is called Long Huangdì.

At the moment she was being supported by a maid, it seems the childb

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