While giving lectures to Fu Xiao, Hong Yuan also sensed the long-dormant Kalpa energy that had suddenly surged within the heavens and earth.
Hong Yuan pondered for a moment, then murmured to himself, "It seems Yang Mei and the others are planning to launch a full-scale assault. This Seat should go take a look."
With that, he slowly turned his gaze to Fu Xiao, who was still cultivating.
"Fu Xiao, your master must go observe the final battle of this Kalpa. You continue cultivating for now. Once the war ends, your master will return to find you."
Hearing this, Fu Xiao felt a trace of worry in his heart.
Hong Yuan smiled. "It's nothing. Your master is just going to watch, not participate. Besides, if your master were to step in, this Fierce Beast Kalpa would be over before it began. Even if all of Primordial Wilderness combined, I doubt they could withstand a single slap from your master."
Fu Xiao was stunned at these words.
How was this different from what his master had said before? Hadn't he claimed the Kalpa was terrifying?
"But... Master, didn't you say this Primordial Wilderness Kalpa was extremely fearsome?"
Hearing Fu Xiao's words, Hong Yuan stood up. "Yes, the Primordial Wilderness Kalpa is fearsome, but your master is more fearsome than the Kalpa itself!"
"Alright, your master is leaving. Cultivate well!"
With that, Hong Yuan vanished from the spot in an instant.
Before departing, to ensure no one disturbed Fu Xiao's cultivation, Hong Yuan deliberately reinforced the restrictions around this place.
Only after doing this did Hong Yuan unhurriedly make his way out.
After leaving the area, Hong Yuan swept his gaze across the surroundings.
Outside Fu Xiao's cave heaven, there were hardly any living beings left.
Even if there were, they were those not yet born into the world.
For a moment, the surroundings seemed to fall into utter silence, with no other life besides Hong Yuan's solitary presence.
Don't be fooled by the billions upon billions of beings in Primordial Wilderness—it sounds like a lot.
But scattered across the boundless expanse of Primordial Wilderness, they appeared sparse.
Sometimes, one could walk for tens of thousands of years without encountering a single living being.
It truly fit the saying: vast land, sparse population, profound and extensive, old man pushing a cart.
After spending some effort, Hong Yuan finally found the first living creature.
It was a creature that looked extremely awkward.
Named Ping Peng.
Its appearance somewhat resembled a pig, but comically, it had two heads, one at each end. One head wanted to go this way, while the other wanted to go another way.
Back and forth, it ended up fighting itself.
For half a day, it remained stuck in place.
"I told you, the battlefield is this way! Follow me!"
"Nonsense, it's this way, you idiot!"
"You're the idiot! Want me to take you on?!"
"Come on, whoever doesn't fight is the idiot!!"
And so, amid curses, the two heads twisted to bite each other.
But its body was large, and both heads wanted to take a bite.
Soon, it began spinning in place.
And the speed grew faster and faster.
Before long, the spinning formed a pillar of wind right there, howling loudly around it.
Hong Yuan watched the spinning Ping Peng with great interest.
After a long while, Ping Peng seemed to realize that this way, it would never bite the other head.
So, without agreement, both heads twisted in opposite directions.
Facing each other from a new angle.
And so... it started spinning again.
Watching Ping Peng's antics, Hong Yuan found it oddly amusing.
Somehow, he felt like keeping one as a pet.
After all, he had seen stupid creatures before, but one this stupid was still a novelty to him.
Just then, Ping Peng noticed Hong Yuan's presence.
With only a Golden Immortal late-stage cultivation, Ping Peng naturally couldn't see through Hong Yuan's true cultivation level.
But it didn't think much of it, assuming Hong Yuan had some method to conceal his cultivation.
After all, in this remote corner of Primordial Wilderness, his cultivation couldn't be that high—at most, similar to its own.
It hadn't heard of any great power nearby.
Moreover, it didn't sense any threatening aura from Hong Yuan either.
Then, Ping Peng let out a loud shout and addressed Hong Yuan, "That fellow Daoist, you must be heading to the battlefield between our myriad races and the Fierce Beasts, right? Come and judge for us!"
Hong Yuan grew interested as well, so he stepped forward.
"How would you like me to judge for you?"
Ping Peng's two heads spoke in unison, "Fellow Daoist, you should know where the battlefield is, shouldn't you? Then tell us which direction it lies in—let's see if I'm right or it's right!"
Hearing this, Hong Yuan nodded. "Very well. Then tell me, which directions did each of you point to before?"
Ping Peng hesitated at once.
One head pondered for a moment, then looked at Hong Yuan with some uncertainty, its voice lacking confidence.
"I pointed east, didn't I?"
The other head immediately grew agitated. "What do you mean, you pointed east? That was clearly me pointing east! You shameless scoundrel!"
At these words, Hong Yuan couldn't help but laugh inwardly.
The battlefield was clearly in the northern part of the Primordial Wilderness, where the Fierce Beasts' nest lay, and the last war had taken place there as well.
But as he looked at Ping Peng, a hint of hesitation crept onto his face.
"Both of you chose correctly—how am I supposed to judge that?"
Hearing this, Ping Peng's two heads erupted in fury.
Without another word, they started chasing each other in circles.
"Infuriating! I chose east, you shameless thing—watch me bite you to death!"
"What do you mean, you chose east? I'm the one who chose right!! Die!"
Seeing this, Hong Yuan quickly stepped in to stop them.
"You two, this won't do!"
At that, Ping Peng's two heads halted, and four eyes stared straight at Hong Yuan.
"Then what do you suggest? This bastard clearly wants to steal my credit—isn't it just jealousy that I'm smarter than it?"
"Bullshit! With that brain of yours, even if I split mine in half, I'd still be smarter than you!"
As the two heads were about to start quarreling again, Hong Yuan explained with a serious expression.
"I do have an idea. Since you can't bite each other, why not try biting your own foot?"
"After all, you share one body, so the pain should be felt by the other. That way, won't you solve the problem of not being able to bite each other?"
Hearing this, Ping Peng's body jolted, and a flash of realization struck its mind.
Yes, they could bite their own foot.
Then wouldn't the other one feel the pain?
Let it dare to oppose them again!
With that thought, a look of joy appeared on both of Ping Peng's heads, and it looked at Hong Yuan with deep gratitude.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist! Your advice has solved a problem that has plagued us for so many years!"
With that, before Hong Yuan could respond, Ping Peng's massive body crashed to the ground.
The impact sent dust and smoke billowing, accompanied by a thunderous roar.
Then, under Hong Yuan's satisfied gaze, it began biting its own feet.
With the first bite, two cries of pain rang out simultaneously.
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