Chapter 390 – Pen of Destiny (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Next, Golden Egg stopped talking and brought Yang Right, heading to the place of the Dragon Lord’s inheritance.

What kind of inheritance did the Dragon Lord leave behind? Was it a supreme dharma? Or is it a supreme treasure? Along the way, Yang Right’s excitement was hard to be calmed, his heartbeat accelerated, and his thoughts flew wildly.

“This is the inheritance left behind by the Dragon Lord.”

However, after seeing this so-called inheritance, Yang right froze, motionless in place.

Only to see that not far away, on an ancient stone pier, quietly lying a… Pen?

“This…”

He took an unbelievable glance at the pen before turning his head and looking at the golden egg with a million doubts.

The Dragon Lord’s inheritance was actually just a pen? A pen that looked, well, ordinary to the extreme? How could this allow him to accept it?

A moment ago, he was still fantasizing about what kind of heaven-defying dharma or supreme treasure it would be, and now he was told that the Dragon Lord’s inheritance was actually just a pen, how could he accept this?

“Listen to me first.” Seeing Yang Right’s dumbfounded look, Golden Egg solemnly said, “This is not an ordinary pen, but… The Pen of Destiny!”

Yang Right was slightly stunned.

“That’s right, it is rumored that fate, is the one that surpasses the Great Dao of Cause and Effect, the existence that dominates everything, and fate, is not a Great Dao, but… A person, a person who stands above everything and whose existence no one can witness. This pen… Is the same pen that this person uses to write down the destiny of the world, the Pen of Destiny!”

Yang Right’s heart trembled furiously.

The Pen of Destiny? So the Ultimate Causality Avenue was not the supreme existence? Above cause and effect… There is also fate?

And fate is not an avenue? It’s a person?

This piece of news completely shocked him to the extreme, looking incredulously at the pen not far away.

So… This was the legacy left behind by the Dragon Lord?

“Yes, this pen, is the only inheritance of the Dragon Lord, back then, if it wasn’t for this pen, the Dragon Lord wouldn’t have been able to grow to the heights of the Lord of the Universe.” Golden Egg paused and said to Yang Right, “The Dragon Lord is actually an invalid, without a spiritual root, unable to cultivate, this is very similar to you, but you were chosen by the Huaxia World and possessed an immortal body, whereas the Dragon Lord did not, so, his power… Is based entirely on the power of his spiritual will!”

“Back then, the Dragon Lord was hurt by his love, and deeply felt that fate was messing with him, so, throughout his life, he was bucking fate! And if you want to disobey fate, the only way to do so is to have a will that is strong to a certain degree, so his way of cultivation is to constantly quench the power of his will!”

Yang Right was stunned.

The Dragon Lord was likewise an invalid? Without a spiritual root, he could actually grow to become the Lord of the Universe?

Quenching the power of will? In other words, the Dragon Lord didn’t have any Dao Realm? The only thing he possessed was the powerful force of will?

The power of will… Is it really that powerful? It can make him the strongest in the universe?

“Don’t underestimate the power of will, try walking towards the Pen of Destiny and see?” Golden Egg saw the doubts in Yang Right’s heart and said solemnly.

Yang Right nodded and walked towards the Pen of Destiny.

One step, two steps…

When he was only a hundred steps away from the Pen of Destiny, Yang Right couldn’t help but change his face drastically! Boundless pain exploded in his brain!

Ah!

He let out a cry of pain and retreated wildly, holding his cracked head.

This kind of pain was completely indescribable, he swore that this was definitely the ultimate pain that he had encountered in his entire life, even just recalling it made his heart palpitate.

“This… What’s going on here?” He asked the golden egg with a pale face.

This Pen of Destiny, what exactly was the mystery? His cultivation strength was already not bad, but he couldn’t even get close?

“The pen that fate once held, the pen that writes down the fate of the world, would it not be something simple? How could a person of the world be qualified to get close?” Golden Egg said, “Previously, I have already said that this is the only inheritance left behind by the Dragon Lord, and the Dragon Lord’s cultivation path is only to quench the power of the will, so this Pen of Destiny is the thing that the Dragon Lord used to quench his will!”

Yang Right’s face instantly paled.

In other words, this Inheritance Item, the Pen of Destiny, was the foundation for the Dragon Lord to become stronger? And now, the Pen of Destiny was imparted to him, so… Golden Egg meant that he should also use this Pen of Destiny to quench the power of his will, just like the Dragon Lord? In the midst of that indescribable pain, quenching the will?

He looked at the Golden Egg with incomparable trepidation, secretly shaking his head.

Previously, he had already seen the pain he endured when he was near the Pen of Destiny, and had already had palpitations in his heart, but in the future, he would even have to immerse himself in the pain to cultivate? How could this make him not be terrified?

“Kid, what’s that look on your face?”

Golden Egg’s tone was filled with contempt.

“Weak, you’re just too weak! The closer you get to the Pen of Destiny, the more intense the pain you endure, and you’ve only taken a single step, and you’re afraid like this?”

“Tsk, your strength of will is simply weak to the extreme! I’m sure it’s only a little stronger than a mortal’s. Of course, the will I’m talking about isn’t the divine will derived from your cultivation, but… Your spiritual essence, the spiritual power between your eyebrows!”

“You are really too disappointing to me! Do you know how calm the Dragon Lord was when he faced this pain back then? He was even able to laugh!”

Yang Right sniffed and couldn’t help but lower his head in shame, but his eyes… But gradually became stern.

His nature was such that he was unyielding and never gave in to defeat.

If the Dragon Lord could do it, then, why couldn’t he?

Seeing his appearance, Golden Egg was incomparably satisfied, and even, in his heart, he was secretly laughing.

There was no one who understood the pain of bearing close to the Pen of Destiny better than it did, it had tried it once, and ever since then, swore that it would never come close to the Pen of Destiny again.

That indescribable pain had long since formed a shadow in its heart.

And what he said, that the Dragon Lord was incomparably calm in the face of that pain, and was still able to laugh, was also a complete lie, made up in order to provoke Yang Right.

In fact… At the beginning of that year, the Dragon Lord cried and suffered the pain to quench the power of will… Of course, it would never let Yang Right know this fact no matter what.

“Go on, when your power of will is strong to a certain extent, you will be able to manipulate everything in the world, and with a single thought, everything will be in the palm of your hand, at that time, who will still be your opponent?!”

Yang Right slowly raised his head and looked towards the Pen of Destiny in the distance.

The power of will described by the golden egg, of course he understood that it was not the will that the Supreme Cultivator’s divine thoughts were transformed into, but spiritual will.

He could envision that when the spiritual will was strong to a certain extent, it would be able to manipulate the Moroi.

Unable to help it, the Imperial Royal Family, and the Lord of Hongmeng, all sorts of grudges crossed his mind, and his gaze grew more and more stern.

Don’t forget… Xie Hui had already been captured by the Lord of Hongmeng, what situation he was in now, he didn’t even know, the way to become stronger, was right in front of him, how could he back down?

Weak spiritual will? He admitted that he hadn’t tempered his spiritual will during his cultivation journey, so he was justifiably weak.

Pain? The pain that was like pins and needles was still fresh in his mind, it was simply not something that a normal person could endure.

But… So what?

His expression gradually calmed down, the light in his eyes was as harsh as the blade of a sword, and slowly, he moved his feet and once again walked towards the Pen of Destiny…