My Descendants Are My Power

Nobody knows what beliefs sustain them as they crazily cultivate their psychic powers. All that is known is that from day one, they kept falling, and after taking a medicinal pill the next day, they fell again, gradually getting used to moving forward under the burden.

However, such days couldn't last long, and they would soon return to the state of the first day. And today was just such a day. In front of their armor, they pulled out another bar!

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Edward and Donna, who were walking forward as if they were old and frail, turned around.

"Nicholas!"

They hurriedly turned back and helped the fallen Nicholas to his feet.

These three kids were drenched in sweat, pushing their limits every day!

In just one year, the remarkable changes in them were visible. Because they couldn't take off their armor, the original lining had long been corroded by their sweat and the past year's exposure, revealing their solid muscles.

Edward, who was ordinary-looking, had developed a bronze skin tone. The most delicate Donna had also grown taller; she originally had cute twin ponytails but had cut her long hair like a boy to avoid the sweaty hair hindering her psychic power cultivation.

As for Nicholas, he was almost as tall as Edward now, his handsome face showing a toughness never seen before.

"Big brother, sister Donna, I... I can't keep going," Nicholas panted.

Donna clenched her teeth, "Little brother, you stand up for me, don't disgrace our Blackwood people!"

It was this sentence that changed Nicholas's expression, and he stood up gritting his teeth. Such dialogues had occurred countless times over the year.

Edward looked worriedly at his siblings, his words stuck in his throat as if choked, he could only turn his head away.

When he couldn't see his siblings, his gaze was resolute, "Run, continue cultivating psychic powers, let everyone in the Thunderfire Demon Cave know that we are worthy of being the descendants of our great-grandmother! "

"Great-grandfather had already said, accept our fate, we agreed, so we can't go back on our word! We are—"

"Blackwood descendants!"

...

On the screen, Ethan's expression gradually softened.

[Your descendants Edward, Donna, and Nicholas have been relentlessly honing their psychic powers for a year, enduring physical and mental challenges daily, pushing their limits. They've acquired a trait—]

[Limit Breakers!]

[They chase the limits, they achieve the limits, and they will never forget what they're enduring now. Combat strength increased by 10%, resilience by 20%!]

Ethan watched their transformations bit by bit. Nicholas, once pampered, although occasionally wanting to give up, would quickly toughen up and get back on his feet to continue honing his psychic powers.

Little Donna, previously hindered by the trait 'Striving Victim' which reduced her combat effectiveness, now boosted by 'Limit Breakers'. It wasn't just about the traits.

Ethan also saw the hardships this girl had once endured slowly burying themselves deep in her heart. Now, she would become a qualified member of Blackwood, bravely facing everything.

And then there was Edward.

He could tell that Edward felt guilty. Maybe he didn't know about the life Amelia had sacrificed for him, maybe he didn't understand why Julian was so harsh on them.

But he seemed to sense that everything was because of him, that the elders let him grow continuously, and because of this, his siblings also suffered alongside him.

At night, when his siblings luxuriously enjoyed their nightly rest, Edward would always take a stimulating pill and then continue running in the depths of the Thunderfire Demon Cave.

The reason for their continuous breakthroughs.

Ethan clicked on their equipment.

[Nine-layer Heavy Armor]

[Grade: Medium Psychic Equipment]

[Description: Composed of the heaviest grade-nine minerals, crafted by Julian. The Heavy Armor suppresses the wearer's psychic powers while nurturing the body daily. The more tired you are, the more psychic power you draw from the universe. It has nine layers of weight, and each iron bar removed from the chest increases the weight exponentially!]

Ethan felt that these kids had finally grown up, catching up to their predecessors.

As he pondered.

The three kids were now at the entrance of Julian's Psychic Sanctuary, daring to stay outside the Psychic Sanctuary for the first time after experiencing Julian's stern, even furious, roar last time. If it had been before, their great-grandfather seemed annoyed whenever he saw them, casually scolding them...

That day.

The 'clang, clang, clang' of forging in the Thunderfire Demon Cave finally stopped, and the psychically tormented beings outside could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Great-grandfather."

Even Edward, who had been scolded, seeing the great-grandfather forging inside the Psychic Sanctuary, held no resentment but endless admiration.

The other two kids did the same, shrinking behind Edward, sneakily watching their great-grandfather.

The reason they had no complaints, even persisting throughout the year, was because Julian had also become their role model! This bald, muscular man was forging and hammering almost every day without rest. Every strike he made was with full force!

They seemed to understand the high-intensity training their great-grandfather put them through because he was that kind of person, he never gave up.

And today...

"Your great-grandfather is about to break through."

Daniel joyfully stared at Julian forging inside the Psychic Sanctuary, feeling the embryonic form of psychic powers emerging in his uncle.

Just then.

Julian still held his hammer, larger than his own body, which through his forging had already reached the level of a top-grade psychic equipment, even a life-bound psychic equipment, growing with Julian bit by bit.

But this time.

Julian didn't bring the hammer down.

The hammer hovered behind him, he maintained the posture of dropping the hammer on the forge, his eyes tightly shut, his muscles bulging, seemingly in a moment of enlightenment!

...

"Uncle Dan isn't around to watch you, or maybe you could take a break. I won't snitch," Daniel teased, glancing at the three kids daring to slack off. His tone was gentle, as if he might actually let them off the hook.

Edward shook his head, his jaw set firmly. "I can't, Grandpa Daniel. Betty is waiting for me, the kids are waiting, and so are the elders at home..." It seemed like he was psyching himself up with these words. After speaking, he trudged towards the distance, as if his most treasured possession lay at the end of his path.

"Ah! Big bro, I'm no coward. I must prove myself to the Sacred Tree!" Nicholas was clearly hung up on this, having used such self-motivation countless times as his personal stimulant.

Then... he collapsed after a few steps.

Watching her older brother move forward, Donna helped her useless younger brother up, then flashed a sweet smile at Daniel. "Grandpa Daniel, you must be kidding. If we dared to slack off, you'd turn around and sell us out in a heartbeat."

Daniel maintained his kind smile. "Donna, your brother persists to bring back his loved ones and see his children. Your younger brother persists because he doesn't want to be seen as a coward who flees from battle. What about you? What's your reason?"

Donna wrinkled her nose. She supported Nicholas and continued forward, leaving behind her somewhat defiant voice. "Grandpa Daniel, I'm tired of being bullied. I want to fight back. Only when I grow up and become stronger will I have the right to resist."

The three children moved on. Daniel watched their backs, finally allowing himself a smile, then sighed as he looked at their uncle inside, who was undergoing a breakthrough. "Ah, Uncle, you're too old to get angry now. Auntie didn't use up her life for them, she did it for..."

"Family."