Feng Nan approached the grave, and a strong voice that sounded oddly mystical resonated throughout the cave.
"Child... You are talented, but you are hurt, brought down from your past, you have discovered my grave. I can grant you a wish, but you must carry on my legacy as the Lightning King."
Feng Nan was shocked, not knowing how to feel. He quickly processed the current information. He could wish for anything, and he was determined, with a strong voice that resonated with even the gods, he responded.
"I wish for you to train me. Make me strong, teach me your ways, and teach me how to be resilient and courageous."
The mystical voice laughed,
"You wish to be strong? You wish to learn to take revenge, correct? To rewrite your history, to prove your worth, to make your existence knowledgable, and reasonable. Correct?"
Feng Nan couldn't say anything and nodded.
"Child, you are yet too blinded by your wants. But I will train you, make you strong enough to inherit the Lightning Kings legacy."
The voice seemed to have drifted off, leading Feng Nan to be confused. He rubbed his head and smirked.
Suddenly, a bracelet appeared on his arm with a lightning symbol.
"Perfect! Your inherited elements are Lightning, and... Darkness..?"
Darkness elements were rare as they were seen as tyrannical and powerful. Only strong emperors only had a chance to recieve this element. Furthermore, it was a special variation of Darkness.
"A Pure Darkness element.. By the heavens, I have discovered a gem... But that could only mean.. You are from the Feng Clan, the previous rulers of the world. From the looks of it, it has seemed they have collapsed.. Unfortunately.."
Feng Nan stared at the bracelet and proclaimed,
"No matter how tattered, destroyed, crumbled, and bent the Feng Clan is, I will bring them back, and stronger than ever! I will show the world the might that I hold, and the might that my companions shall hold!"
The Lightning King laughed, he had never heard of such a outrageously arrogant man before, and even so, it was amusing to him.
"Haha! Young man, I like you, you have guts and courage, so be it! I will guide you and make you powerful. Then, you will rule with a iron fist! Uncover the "GOD" letters, there is a lightning cultivation method engraved within, it was one of the last things I did before..."
Feng Nan shook his head, and asked,
"Lightning King, is it okay if I refer to you as Gramps' instead? It feels slightly uncomfortable to refer to you as lightning king constantly."
The Lightning King chuckled.
"Call me anything you want, now hurry and uncover my method."
Feng Nan ran over to the engraved letters and rubbed the "GOD" characters off, revealing a small book no bigger than your hand
The Lightning King said in a calm voice, "This is my cultivation method, it is a Saint level method and is insanely beneficial. However, it is dangerous aswell, as the requires you to forceful take in lightning bestowed from the heavens."
Feng Nan examined the book, checking all the corners, the cover, the back. But the entire book was plain, with only the bold letters "LIGHTNING GOD CULTIVATION" at the cover.
"Gramps' what is this? It's, a really, plain book. Are you sure this is for cultivation? Are you sure I can get stronger from this?"
Feng Nan was getting impatient. He wanted to teach Lan Tang, his parents murderers, and Yu Tong a lesson. He was becoming overly impatient. He wanted to crush them for ruining his life, childhood, and causing his depression and loneliness.
"Patience child, do not let greed and selfishness get over you. I learned that lesson when I reached the Xuan level of cultivation.. There will always be someone stronger, and so you must strive to improve."
These words resonated with Feng Nan, they echoed in his head, and caused him to rethink his choices and actions.
Feng Nan nodded his head in acceptance, and calmed down, taking a deep breath, and opened the booklet.
"LIGHTNING GOD CULTIVATION - Chapter 1
Spark Gathering"
These were the only huge letters on the page, but oddly enough, there was no real page. It was simply just these letters bolded.
"Gramps' how am I supposed to practice this? Theres nothing to read, and I can't even read well."
The Lightning God chuckled,
"Kid, you have no idea how to channel Qi or anything at all right? It is simple. Relax and imagine a serene scene, a calm, a refreshing breath of nature. Then, imagine the flow, the wind, everything that influences nature. You will feel a boiling power when you do. Use it and guide it into the book. Concentrate on what you want your Qi to do."
Feng Nan took awhile to process this information, but he did as requested, except.
He couldn't imagine a calm and serene scene. He instead imagined a twisted world where only lightning and darkness existed. A chaotic scene, which led for him to gain a rather twisted version of Qi.
"Kid! Stop! You are falling into a darkness trap! You cannot let go!"
This voice resonated over and over again.
Feng Nan took a deep breath and cleared his mind. It was once again as calm as before, except, he now realized a black lightning encircled him.
He heard then the voice call out,
"Interesting.. Black Lightning. A chaotic yet powerful Qi. How did you manage to do it? What is this miraculous power? Truly fascinating... You got it on your first try too. You are a real prodigy.. A monster.."
Feng Nan however, has changed, his attitude wasn't the same. He was now calm, and relaxed... A odd a perplexing change to the Lightning King.
The Lightning that Feng Nan summoned was actually a corrupt form of lightning that was severely enhanced, at the cost of ones emotions, Feng Nan now couldn't feel anything, besides if he found a intimate partner..
The Corrupt lightning had to force the requirement, as it was a entity aswell, and it believed in calmness and ruthlessness.
"Kid are you all right? What's going on? I sense great disturbances in your body.. Something is going on.. It is affecting many major parts.. And it seems to be rebuilding...?"
Feng Nan was shocked aswell, he felt these changes, and although they were painful, they had a somehow pleasing affect on him. He felt nothing besides calm. And he also felt nothing but calm...