MTLNOVEL Chapter 1: Ch 1 :The day Everything Changed
> (Narrator voice: So there he was — floating half-dead, shirtless, hair on fire, smirking like he just dodged marriage to a clan elder's daughter.)
Li Yun Wao was in the middle of his ninth heavenly tribulation.
Ninth.
Because apparently, the heavens had personal issues.
Thunder roared. Clouds snarled. Purple lightning tore the sky like divine temper tantrums.
But Yun Wao? He just kept flexing.
"Artifact seven, go," he muttered, tossing out a jade talisman.
BOOM — golden light flared.
"Eight."
BOOM — fiery lotus petals exploded like funeral fireworks.
"Nine—wait, isn't this the one that—"
KABOOM.
> (Narrator: Yes. Yes it was. R.I.P. eyebrows, again.)
Still grinning, blood leaking from his lips, Yun Wao mocked the sky.
"You call this a tribulation? My aunt yells louder when I forget to write!"
Lightning answered with a direct slap to the chest. He coughed blood.
And laughed harder.
Because pain meant progress.
This was the edge. The razor-thin line between mortality and something... far more terrifying.
The winds howled. The earth trembled.
And then—
Silence.
The tribulation had ended.
He hovered there — robes shredded, steam rising from his body, hair wild like a demon's crown.
> (Narrator: Honestly? Man looked like a final boss dropping his debut album.)
His smirk faded.
Eyes narrowed. Breathing ragged.
He looked beyond the shattered clouds — toward the distant mountains, past the rivers, to the place that once meant everything.
The Li Clan.
His family. His roots.
His people.
Now? Gone.
"Who did it…" he whispered. "Who burned my city… who killed them all…"
Fists clenched. Aura cracked the air around him.
The heavens had stopped.
But his storm was just beginning.
He raised a hand to the sky — not to beg, but to declare war.
> "Now I'm ready…"
"To find out who did this."
BOOOOM.
The skies exploded — not from heaven's wrath… but his.
And just like that—
The world would never be the same.
> (Narrator: Buckle up, soul cultivator. This is just the prologue.)