After so much time, a few of the Sages now had descendants. With the bloodline system in place, there were some events of success in passing down talents and techniques, though there had yet to be a successful passing down of a Divine Physique.
The most likely descendants to inherit something were the direct descendants of the Sage themself. Going down the lineage, the odds of inheriting something decreased.
In other words, the children were most likely to inherit something, the grandchildren were less likely, the great grandchildren even more unlikely.
This would continue as the family tree branched out until either a new sage was born in the family line, or the bloodline inheritance completely faded away.
In addition to the passing down of innate talents, Divine Physiques, and techniques, the descendants of powerful cultivators were already likely to have higher talent.
Still, due to the sheer majority of living beings, it was unlikely for a descendant of a Sage to truly be the most talented of their time.
However, it was likely that as time passed, there would be a higher and higher importance on bloodline.
Zhou Fan could foresee internal problems of the cultivation world with this, but it wasn't his problem. Everything would solve itself.
Zhou Fan stopped looking at the universe and simply sat under Leaf while waiting.
A few septillion years later, Zhou Fan was surprised to learn that the Buddha had half crippled the high sage realm cultivator.
Apparently, he had become extremely arrogant and even attacked the Buddha. After all, nobody knew of the Buddha's strength besides Zhou Fan.
With his injuries, the High Sage only had the strength of a Sage. This would probably be a permanent injury. While this event shocked the cultivation universe, many began to understand that there were beings among them that surpassed all known strength.
Nobody understood that the Buddha wasn't even a cultivator.
Later, Yoha found the Buddha and had a conversation with him. It seemed that Yoha had come prepared to fight, but left with everything seemingly resolved. That was Yoha's first real chat with the Buddha, and they came to learn that both had interacted with Zhou Fan.
Neither felt the need to fight, and considering a fight would destroy the universe without Zhou Fan's intervention, neither thought it was a good idea.
In Zhou Fan's residence, Monty woke up for the first time in a while. He slithered around Zhou Fan for a moment before looking him in the eye.
At this point, Monty was more or less Zhou Fan's pet.
"Do you want to go out for a bit?" Zhou Fan asked.
Monty nodded its head.
"That's ok, but don't devour too much or kill too many."
Monty agreed and left through a circle.
As soon as he left the residence, his body enlarged by countless times. Replacing the sky, his body blocked out the view of countless stars from countless places.
His body was as long as the universe itself. He instantly attracted the attention of many, including the Buddha and Yoha, who was out of the Mini universe at this time.
Monty's body had changed a bit since he was brought to the residence. He was very similar to a normal garden snake from afar, but with his size, nobody could focus on how harmless he looked.
Yoha and the Buddha immediately prepared to fight if necessary, but Monty just looked around curiously. Everything was smaller than it remembered.
Monty's gaze was attracted to the Black Hole Qi being. The Black Hole Qi being remembered Monty very clearly.
Monty's tongue flickered, and the Black Hole Qi being entered its mouth. After chewing for a while, it spit it out.
Even that didn't taste good anymore.
Next, Monty looked at the Greatest attractor. It quickly stopped caring about it as well.
Finally, Monty noticed the Buddha and Yoha. Recognizing Yoha, it got closer and sniffed.
Yoha suddenly remembered the snake-like creature on Zhou Fan and relaxed a bit. He pet Monty, though Monty threw him away unharmed.
Monty sniffed the Buddha as well, his tongue reaching out and licking him. The Buddha simply let it happen.
After all this, Monty lost interest and returned to the residence. Countless beings had felt extreme fear, but it was over just as quickly as it happened.
When Monty returned, he wrapped around Zhou Fan and fell into a deep sleep again.
Zhou Fan continued to sit under Leaf as time passed. The Universe constantly changed, but none of it affected Zhou Fan. This was until one day when a unique being was born. It initially did not have a form, but as it gained consciousness, it was in a human world. Instinctively, it took a human form and lived as a human.
However, this being was unique throughout the whole universe. It was seen as a defective offspring of a powerful non-humanoid race and cast far away through a tear in space.
Unbeknownst to those that had cast it away, it was not defective, but an evolution.
This being lived as a human. It started at the age of four. It was an orphan from the start, being brought to an orphanage by a passing couple.
This being grew up in the orphanage. After a long time, it participated in a mandatory talent testing, but found that it had absolutely no talent for cultivation. Among humans, this was more shocking than if it had godly talent. However, living in a small area, it was simply seen as defective once again and ignored.
Like many other humans, it grew and lived as a mortal. This was until it reached the age of 20 and adopted a stray cat into its home.
This was the first time that the being had felt love. The cat relied on it, and as it did so, an unseeable golden thread left the cat and entered the body of the being.
This was where Zhou Fan started paying attention. That golden thread was a part of the beings path, something it had unknowingly created.
Days after the golden thread entered the body of the being, it felt its strength increase. It was as if he had become a cultivator, but he had no cultivation.
Still, with his newfound strength that reached the peak of his mortal area, he found an even greater job. Things started looking up for him.
With this new job, the being never struggled to live again. He had money and strength. Around the age of 25, the being fell in love. At the age of 27, he got married. As he said his vows and they were wedded, another unseeable golden thread entered his body. His strength increased yet again.
He felt as if he could do anything. At the age of 30, the being had a child. Despite not being human, he had perfectly copied the human body. Even he himself didn't know that he was inhuman.
As the child grew and began to rely on him, a third golden thread entered his body. At the age of 35, he had another child. Later, yet another golden thread entered his body.
He raised these children well, and they loved him. He had a happy family. Time passed happily for him, but he soon noticed something was off. His wife, his children, and everybody around him had aged, but not him. He was as young as the day he first met his wife.
This confused him and his family. At the age of 65, his wife grew sick. He stayed by her side as she died.
He mourned for a while, before finding a new purpose in life. With his children grown up and his wife passed away, he retired and volunteered at the orphanage. He helped many children.
However, no matter how much time passed, he never aged. At the age of 75, he began to adopt animals. As each one got comfortable around him, another unseeable golden thread left them and entered his body.
His strength grew further, to the point that he did not know his own limits. At the age of 80, his second child left the village and began his own life.
All alone, his pets around him aging, he gave himself a new purpose. He spent his days going around helping people.
One day, he saved a 9 year old child's life, catching a wooden log that was falling onto his head. From that day on, the child followed him around. Unknowingly, another golden thread entered his body.
He was the child's role model. It was already talked about around the village that he was a cultivator, so the child's parents trusted him. Around here, cultivators were seen in a good light.
The child grew up, and the being taught him a lot. Eventually, the child grew up. He was now an adult, but insisted on being like the being.
He began to volunteer at orphanages and take care of pets. He even honed his strength and worked the same job that the being used to.
One day, the child asked the being a simple question.
"Mister. You've never told me before, but what is your name?"
The being paused. "Name?"
He had to think deeply. When was the last time he was called by his name? He had always been sir, mister, husband, father, or some other title for as long as he could remember.
"Oh, right." He remembered. "My name is Yhwh."
"How do you say that?"
"They pronounced it, Yahweh."
"Alright. Mister Yhwh? I think I'll just stick to Mister."
Yhwh laughed and continued to cut down a tree.
Time continued to pass, and the child truly lived in Yhwh's shadow, following everything he did.
He too was seen as a proud product of the village.
Around 30 years later, a storm appeared on the horizon. It was approaching fast, lighting flickering. When the winds hit, the village was sent into panic.
This was a record breaking storm. In the distance, tornadoes began to form.
Surprisingly, a group of the village people did not hide. Instead, they found the orphanage and knocked on the door.
Yhwh answered in surprise. "It's dangerous out here. Go hide somewhere."
Around 20 villagers were at the door, and they all kneeled down. "Please, sir, save the village from this disaster."
Yhwh was confused. "What do you want me to do? I'm just a normal guy."
The villagers were resilient. "Please, sir, save the village."
Yhwh was truly confused, but he couldn't bring himself to ignore these people's needs.
"What would you have me do?" He asked.
One of the villagers spoke up. "Sir, what if you blew the storm away?"
Yhwh found it as ridiculous as the rest of the villagers, but it was the only clear option.
"Well to do that, I'd need a big fan. How fast can we make one?" Yhwh just went along with it.
He was guided to a tailor's shop. Although the village had a population of nearly ten thousand, the tailor was in the group of 20.
In haste, they constructed a large fan. It was so heavy that it took ten villagers to pick it up off the ground, but Yhwh managed to hold it in one hand.
They ran to the edge of the village and looked at the storm. The approaching villagers kneeled again.
"Please, sir." They said.
Yhwh sighed and looked ahead. He didn't believe in himself, but for the village people, he could try.
He stepped back and prepared himself. For the first time in his life, he used all of his strength. A strong wind approached, but as the fan swung, it instantly moved backwards.
A wind far stronger than that created by a tornado shot at the storm and redirected it completely.
The villagers laughed happily as Yhwh looked at his hands in disbelief.
Only he knew that he wasn't a cultivator. The villagers kneeled even deeper, and a golden thread left each of their bodies and merged into Yhwh's.
He clearly felt his strength grow, but did not understand why.
Soon, the tale of Yhwh's feat spread throughout the village. Although it was hard for many to believe, many were convinced by the villagers.
Unbeknownst to Yhwh, a simple building was constructed, and a wood carver carved his statue.
A hundred villagers came to this building at least once a week and prayed to Yhwh. One day, around the same time, 80 golden threads entered Yhwh's body at once.
Although he did not see clearly, he could have sworn that he saw a flash of gold before his strength increased.
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