It was a piece of ore, drifting aimlessly in the vast expanse of space, surrounded by countless stars that twinkled like diamonds. This small, unassuming piece of ore had borne witness to the birth of many a star and the death of countless others. For hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years, it had floated through space, free of every fetter that the world wanted to chain it with.
Until one day, as fate would have it, a wounded cultivator was frantically running ahead of his pursuers when he noticed the ore. Despite the danger he was in, the cultivator couldn't help but be drawn to the piece of ore, its surface glistening with otherworldly energy that hinted at its potential to become a heavenly treasure. The cultivator made a split-second decision and snatched the ore, his life ending in that very moment as another cultivator caught up to him. The second cultivator was bewildered - why would someone give up their life just to grab a piece of rock?
Please don't forget to use your power stones, it helps a lot :D