20 years ago in a forest in the wild, a fierce battle occurred between sorcerers in the fifth slot evolution realm. They were Ravhen of the Netherborn race and Sylus of the Ignar race. Ravhen possessed 1 green crystal, 1 blue crystal, 2 purple crystals, and 1 red crystal, while Sylus had 2 blue crystals, 1 purple crystal, and 2 red crystals.
Ravhen:
Sylus, you have 2 red crystals in your body, there's a chance that if I kill you, you might drop at least a golden crystal. Besides, you are one of the talented beings of the Ignar race.
Sylus:
Hahaha... with just 1 red crystal you dare fight me? Realize your place, lowlife from Netherborn.
Ravhen:
So what if I only have 1 red-tier crystal? I've cultivated for 75 years and am close to opening the sixth slot trial, while you? You've only cultivated for 55 years and haven't even shown signs of the sixth slot trial.
Sylus:
Oh... you want to compare cultivation time? Just because I'm younger than you doesn't close the crystal level gap between us. You'd better surrender and die rather than waste your time trying to fight me.
Ravhen:
Maybe it's true that the crystal tier structure affects stats, but with my cultivation time advantage, I have more spiritual stamina than you.
Sylus:
Really? So you're relying on that small stamina difference? Ridiculous. In that case, let's see how you plan to kill me.
Sylus immediately activated one of his blue ring crystals.
Sylus:
Molten Dash!
Whooshhhh! Sylus dashed toward Ravhen with a burst of flame trailing behind him.
Ravhen:
Huh, I've been waiting for this!
Ravhen immediately activated one of his green ring crystals.
Ravhen:
Soul Needle!
Thousands of energy needles shot rapidly and powerfully toward Sylus.
Sylus:
Huh, you underestimate me too much!
Sylus swiftly dodged the attack using his Molten Dash technique and destroyed the needles one by one with fiery explosions from his hands or kicks.
Ravhen:
How about this?
Ravhen immediately activated one of his purple ring crystals.
Ravhen:
Ghastly Shroud!
A cold dark mist of purplish-white formed an absolute shield, and Sylus stepped into Ravhen's domain.
Sylus:
This... domain magic?
Ravhen:
That's right. No one survives once inside this magic technique!
Sylus:
Huh, nonsense! Let me show you how easy it is to destroy your garbage technique!
Sylus immediately activated one of his blue ring crystals.
Sylus:
Eruption Fist!
The technique gathered a massive amount of fire energy that scorched the air around it, including Ravhen's domain, and boom!, Sylus punched the ground and created a massive explosion strong enough to destroy Ravhen's domain spell.
Ravhen:
How is this possible?! Akhhhhhh!!!
Ravhen's domain spell was utterly destroyed, leaving him injured from the explosion and even blasted backward.
Sylus:
How about now? I told you—you're being foolish! Stop this magic duel and fight me with your martial arts!
Sylus charged at Ravhen, launching his first fiery punch.
Ravhen:
Alright, then I'll face you to the end!
Ravhen immediately activated one of his blue ring crystals.
Ravhen:
Wraith Step!
Ravhen's body was instantly cloaked in dark aura and he met Sylus' flaming punch with his own shadowy blow—boom! A powerful collision occurred.
Sylus:
I told you—stop the magic battle and fight me using your martial techniques!
Sylus launched a kick toward Ravhen, but Ravhen managed to dodge it.
Ravhen:
Come on then!
A martial arts battle broke out. Explosion after explosion echoed from their crashing blows, tearing apart the surrounding area.
Sylus:
Huh... martial arts from the Netherborn race are nothing special. Not interesting at all. Let me end this battle now.
Sylus immediately activated one of his red ring crystals.
Sylus:
Ignition Core!
Ravhen:
He's using a red ring crystal directly? Isn't he afraid of running out of spiritual stamina?
Ravhen immediately activated one of his red ring crystals.
Ravhen:
Void Pulse!
Sylus' Ignition Core attack formed a swirling inferno of dense, powerful fire energy from his right hand, strong enough to incinerate an entire city. Ravhen's Void Pulse summoned a vortex of darkness from both hands, equally capable of consuming a city.
Sylus:
Die, you lowborn Netherborn!
Ravhen:
I should be the one saying that, bastard!
Sylus hurled his attack at Ravhen at full force, which clashed directly with Ravhen's own. When the two collided—BOOM!!—a massive explosion shook the land, obliterating an area the size of a large city. Dust and smoke filled the air, blinding visibility, and both were thrown back and wounded.
Ravhen:
Tch... I have no spiritual stamina left.
But Sylus had already appeared before him.
Sylus:
What's wrong? Is it over, lowborn?
Ravhen:
This isn't over!
Ravhen immediately activated one of his purple ring crystals.
Ravhen:
Soul Drain!!!
Sylus:
What? What kind of technique is this!! Akhhhh!!!!
Ravhen's Soul Drain technique could absorb 10% of his opponent's spiritual stamina.
Ravhen:
Huh, even if it's just 10%, it's enough to kill you!!
Ravhen immediately launched a powerful concentrated shadow punch at Sylus' chest—but before it landed...
Sylus activated one of his red ring crystals and gave a cold smile.
Sylus:
Huh, Lava Skin...
When Ravhen's punch landed on Sylus' chest, instead of injuring Sylus, it severely wounded Ravhen—it was a body-protection spell that reflected 100% of the damage back to the attacker.
Ravhen:
No way! You had a spell like that??? Akhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
Ravhen's body shattered into pieces from his own reflected attack.
Sylus:
Lowborn... tch!
Even though Sylus had won, he had consumed far too much spiritual stamina and began losing consciousness.
Sylus:
Is that... the crystal I got from this battle? It's white?
A ring crystal emerged from Ravhen's destroyed body. It appeared to be a white crystal (actually gray, but Sylus couldn't see clearly anymore).
Sylus:
Damn it! A useless battle.
Then Sylus left the area, abandoning the ring crystal, and rushed to recover before any other beings came to kill him.
Several days later, a group of elderly merchants passed through the area and accidentally found the ring crystal.
Old merchant:
Hold on a moment.
Other merchant:
What is it?
Old merchant:
I found something here—a ring crystal?
Other merchant:
Let me see, what color is it? A white ring crystal? Huh, lowest tier ring crystal, but it can still sell for 2 silver coins. Take it.
Old merchant:
Alright, let's continue the journey.
The merchant caravan then traveled to the black market in Qianlong City (a small city of the human race), the birthplace of our protagonist, Xuanyuan.
One night in Qianlong City, specifically in the slums where beggars lived, a woman was struggling to give birth—helped by another female beggar. The woman in labor was Yuloria, Xuanyuan's mother.
Female beggar:
Hold on, just a little longer—the baby is almost out.
Yuloria:
Ughhh akhhhhhh!!!
Finally, Xuanyuan was born that night in a hut on the outskirts of Qianlong City.
Female beggar:
Wow, such a cute baby. I just hope he grows up to be rich and repays us all, hahaha...
Yuloria:
My child... I want to see him.
Female beggar:
Here, look at how cute your child is. What name will you give him?
Yuloria touched Xuanyuan's head and cheek.
Yuloria:
His name... is Xuanyuan.
Female beggar:
Beautiful... such a great name, hahaha. Sounds like a noble's child. Yuloria, you have good taste, hahaha.