Heaven, Earth, Me Chapter 1512. Brutal Core Area.

Inside the Genesis Thunder Rift, Yasenia let her body drop freely as the thunder's power, her tolerance for it, and the depth kept rising steadily. 

Her descent speed remained slow; the air and various elements restricted her fall to just 10,000 kilometers each day. 

Big Sister Ji gazed at Yasenia’s shut eyes and wondered inwardly how long it might take this young dragoness to fully adjust. ‘If she keeps free-falling like this, reaching the bottom could take forever, right?’ 

As a female dragon, she possessed a keen sense of smell. Thus, she detected Yasenia's pregnancy. ‘Giving birth here would mean certain death. I'll warn her if it gets too close.’ 

Yasenia was well aware of this fact. However, plenty of time remained before that moment. Her current condition stemmed from her desire to comprehend the energies enhancing her within the Genesis Thunder Rift.

‘These lightning bolts in the Genesis Thunder Rift resemble those from Heavenly Tribulation closely, but they fall short. What they miss is that pure, devastating, heavenly power.’ 

Yasenia felt certain that only a handful with unique constitutions or bloodlines could mimic Heavenly Tribulation Lightning. 

A bolt of lightning hit her wing, and she traced the energy's path as it burrowed inside. The lightning assaulted her, yet she sensed two additional energies amid the destruction. 

‘An unfamiliar aura and a restorative one are present.’ 

The restorative aura emerged last, triggering regeneration in the scorched spots to some extent, though without true healing intent. ‘It's... reshaping me. The mechanism mirrors the energy in the Starlit Molting Pool. Did the Dragon Ancestor who formed this realm grasp an Evolution Law?’ 

Her upgraded [Primordial Starheart] wasn't idle. Alongside other treasures, it absorbed the lightning surging through her meridians toward her Dantian. 

‘The [Primordial Starheart] combines its generated energy with absorbed and refined energy, blending it with the mysterious lightning component. When released, adaptation accelerates by multiples.’ 

This shocked her. Before, the Primordial Energy Core merely took in and converted energy—though “merely” understated its value, next to the Primordial Starheart, that's how Yasenia saw it. 

The two treasures weren't even close. Improvements spanned efficiency, storage, conversion rate, and post-transformation quality—leaps in every aspect. 

‘With this new core, my cultivation pace should triple or quadruple. Yet, I sense that's not its peak; my weakness limits tapping the full Immortal Ranked Treasure.’ 

She could scarcely unleash the Flag’s powers as an Ancient Treasure, so this came as no surprise. 

‘What's this mysterious energy? Maybe ask Big Sister Ji?’ 

Two months into her fall, Yasenia opened her eyes and glanced at the massive dragon. “Big Sister Ji, what energies are inside this lightning?” 

“It’s right there in the name.” Big Sister Ji chuckled. 

Yasenia hummed thoughtfully. “Genesis energy? What exactly does it do?” 

Big Sister Ji elaborated. “Genesis means origin. Genesis means creation. Genesis means bedrock. So, that energy bolsters the core of your being. Blended with lingering Heavenly Lightning fragments here and hints of evolution energy, it forms the Genesis Thunder Rift—a spot to boost your natural resistance to Heavenly Lightning.”

Yasenia blinked in surprise. “You actually explained it?” 

Big Sister Ji laughed heartily. “Did you think I'd brush you off with 'you're too young' or 'too weak' to grasp it?”

Yasenia nodded candidly. She'd asked on a whim, expecting no real reply. 

Big Sister Ji shook her head. “True, some topics stay hidden from juniors—they're too intricate, particularly origins. But surface-level insights aren't forbidden. They might narrow perspectives by oversimplifying, yet they can also spark fresh views.” 

Yasenia grasped the idea. Take a pan: if told it's for bashing skulls, who'd imagine it started as cookware? Without context, few would connect it. Even explained later, confusion lingers—why use a battle tool for food? Swords aren't for cooking, after all. 

That's why elders often withhold deep truths. Self-discovery fosters deeper insight into concepts. 

With lightning relentlessly battering her, Yasenia felt invigorated. ‘Hm… Adaptation came faster than anticipated. The [Primordial Starheart] truly excels.’ 

“I'll pick up speed, Big Sister Ji.”

With that, Yasenia unfurled her folded wings and beat them with force. Her form rocketed downward, spanning thousands of kilometers per second. 

Minutes later, Big Sister Ji cautioned. “Ease up, Yasenia. We're nearing the central zone.” 

Yasenia blinked. “Already? Pressure feels minimal now.” 

Big Sister Ji deadpanned. “What about that chunk missing from your wing? Not itchy at all?” 

Yasenia eyed the lightning-scarred holes in her wing's tender flesh and shrugged. “No issue. It'll mend once I fold my wings.” 

Big Sister Ji blinked, then sighed. “Your pain threshold is impressive. For a junior just thousands of years old, it's praiseworthy.”

“Hm?” Yasenia tilted her head. “Confused, Big Sister Ji? I'm under 200 years old.” 

Big Sister Ji stiffened briefly, then nearly erupted. “Which beast dared assault a child like you!? I'll rip off their scales!” 

She'd assumed a young adult, not someone shy of 500! What monster mounted this kid? And with her swollen belly, the crime worsened!

Yasenia sweated slightly. “R-Relax, Big Sister Ji.”

“Relax!? You haven't even grown fur down there, yet you tell me to relax!?” 

Big Sister Ji's rage made the surrounding thunder seem tame, so Yasenia, out of choices, recounted her unusual early life. 

After hearing it out, Big Sister Ji calmed somewhat, though irritation lingered. “That human lass got lucky, tsk. If I spot her, she'll get an earful!”

Gazing at Yasenia, she sighed, eyes warming. “Silly child. So young, yet carrying offspring? In some rush?” 

Yasenia beamed joyfully. “Yes! I adore my babies.” 

That grin dazzled the dragoness. “Fine, fine, fine. If you love it, good. Sigh, this big sis can only protect you this much.”

Shifting tone seriously, the dragon warned. “We're at the True Core area's brink. Lightning there's far fiercer. To enter, this zone's strikes must spare your soft tissues. Got it? I won't let you plunge deeper until then.”

Heeding the grave advice, Yasenia nodded resolutely. “I'll take care.” 

Thus, over the next year and a half, Yasenia lingered at the fringe, occasionally dipping a claw to test resistance and hasten gains. Her first try sent the dragoness into wild convulsions like a frenzied dancer. 

Luckily, Big Sister Ji yanked her back, smacking her rear hard in reprimand. Yasenia nearly teared up. ‘Why do these ancestors always spank me?’ 

Yet, subsequent attempts drew milder reactions. Her body adapted swiftly. Seeing this, Big Sister Ji grudgingly permitted brief ventures into the True Core. 

Big Sister Ji marveled as Yasenia shed scales over time. Remembering her center-reaching in the molting zone, acceptance followed. 

‘She handled the [Starheart Molting Pearl] exceptionally well, too.’ 

The pearl only blocked molting for extreme power shifts. 

Yasenia beamed inwardly. She gathered her shed scales gleefully, envisioning Andrea's future crafting stock. ‘Hehe, a complete body molt in my ring now!’ 

“Enough, little one. True trial time.”

Yasenia nodded determinedly, facing the core zone sternly. She descended gradually. Outer lightning no longer harmed her, meeting the requirement. 

Upon entry, thunder raged wildly around her. 

RUMBLE!

Myriad bolts hammered her, scorching vast patches, punching bloody gashes, and gouging flesh. Yasenia clenched her jaws, regeneration straining to restore her wholeness. 

Big Sister Ji watched unblinkingly. Should Yasenia falter, she'd extract her swiftly. 

Though her claw jerked, Yasenia adapted rapidly. ‘Resisting after under two years? What a freakish little monster.’ 

Yasenia couldn't utter a word, all focus inward. Eyes squeezed shut, she channeled energies fully, rousing the Celestial Black Hole Energy Star and Primordial Starheart. 

Every treasure—Soluna, Sui Xing, and more—labored to ease her load. United, they steadied her. 

Still, agony defined her ordeal. Soluna, busy devouring ambient Lightning Energy, queried anxiously. “How are you holding up, Yasenia?” 

Yasenia replied faintly. “I'm managing, don't fret, love. Stay focused. A few months, and I'll endure it.” 

Sui Xing sighed. ‘Even Yasenia struggles so fiercely; this test is absurd. Normally, challengers spend millennia here, not mere years.’