Primordial Era: Downloading Saint Cultivation at the Start

"Kid, you still dare to play dirty tricks?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the culprit, Jiang Chen!

The Witch Race had always been forthright and honorable, despising those who attacked from behind with low tactics.

"What, you seniors call this a dirty trick? If you hadn't said anything, I would have thought this was the Witch Race's exclusive way of greeting people."

Jiang Chen said meaningfully.

No one present was foolish enough to not understand his implication.

After all, Zhu Rong had dealt with Jiang Chen in this manner previously. Moreover, in terms of strength, Jiang Chen was the junior. When a senior attacked a junior, it was undeniably a low blow, and their methods appeared even more despicable!

Thinking of this, Zhu Rong's anger instantly dissipated, his face filled with embarrassment!

"Exactly, exactly! Zhu Rong, you're really living backward. It's one thing to attack a junior, but you were even beaten until you vomited blood. Don't say you know me, Gong Gong, in the future. I'm too embarrassed to be associated with you!"

At this moment, Gong Gong's mocking words rang out again.

"Gong Gong, are you looking for a fight?"

Hearing this, Zhu Rong could no longer stand it. It was one thing, but now he was still talking about it. If this continued, it would likely become a stain on his life!

Besides, he couldn't attack Jiang Chen, but he could deal with Gong Gong. This would also help him vent his frustration!

No sooner had the thought occurred than he acted. His Quasi-Saint perfection aura erupted and surged towards Gong Gong!

"Bring it on, who's afraid of who? Why are you talking so big? If they didn't know better, they'd think I was afraid of you, someone who was beaten until he vomited blood by an early-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal!"

Gong Gong and Zhu Rong had been verbally sparring for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. Their mastery of sharp tongues could be said to have reached max level. He immediately struck at Zhu Rong's sore spot again.

At this point, how could Zhu Rong possibly endure it? Endless flames surged all over him, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared before Gong Gong!

However, just then.

A figure appeared between them.

"Enough, how long are you two going to keep this up!"

Di Jiang pressed down Gong Gong with one hand and blocked Zhu Rong with the other. Mysterious Dao rhymes emanated from both his hands. Not only did they dissolve the surging weak water from Gong Gong's body, but they also tore open a spatial rift, sucking in the endless flames from Zhu Rong's body.

This time, Gong Gong and Zhu Rong finally stopped.

Spatial Divine Ability!

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed.

"My apologies for letting young friend Jiang Chen witness this spectacle."

Having resolved the situation with Gong Gong and Zhu Rong, Di Jiang smiled at Jiang Chen. His demeanor was gentle and humble, showing no airs of a Quasi-Saint perfection. Instead, he treated Jiang Chen as an equal.

Seeing this, even Jiang Chen had to sigh: As expected of the eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Magi!

"Not at all. It is this junior who was in the wrong. Moreover, from what this junior can see, Gong Gong and Zhu Rong are both passionate individuals."

Jiang Chen replied.

"That's you speaking some good words, kid!"

Hearing Jiang Chen's compliment, Zhu Rong's gaze towards him clearly softened.

"Shut up!" But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Di Jiang cast him a sideways glance before continuing to look at Jiang Chen: "May I ask if young friend has any instructions from Saint Tongtian for coming here?"

One had to admit that as the eldest brother of the Ancestral Magi, Di Jiang was clearly not comparable to Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who only knew how to fight. He immediately thought of Jiang Chen's most important identity and began to guess Jiang Chen's purpose for coming!

Saint Tongtian!

As Di Jiang's words fell, the Twelve Ancestral Magi fell silent. Even Gong Gong and Zhu Rong stopped their bickering, all looking at Jiang Chen.

It was only then that they remembered that Jiang Chen was the chief disciple of the Intercepting Sect!

Behind him stood a Saint!

Jiang Chen had not expected Di Jiang to be so direct, immediately mentioning his master. And this question was not easy to answer; a slight misstep could implicate his master.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "Not at all. This junior is simply curious about the Witch Race, which is why I came here."

Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment clearly flashed in the eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Magi.

If Jiang Chen wasn't sent by Tongtian, it meant Tongtian had no intention of helping their Witch Race. They were currently in opposition to the Demon Race, and without the help of a Saint, they were naturally disappointed.

However, they were not people who placed their hopes on others, so they quickly recovered.

But Di Jiang did not let the matter rest. His voice rang out again.

"Let's not talk about these things for now. It is already a great fortune for the Witch Race that young friend could come here. If we let young friend leave empty-handed, the Witch Race would truly feel indebted."

"How about this, since you call me senior, and I've heard that Spiritual Treasures are of great help to cultivators like you, I'll take you to the Witch Race's treasury to choose one. Consider it a gift from me, your elder!"

The Witch Race's treasury!

Upon hearing Di Jiang's words, Jiang Chen was somewhat stunned, thinking he had misheard.

They had only just met, and Di Jiang was going to directly give him a Spiritual Treasure?

And he could even choose one from the Witch Race's treasury, which would definitely not be of low grade!

Even close relatives wouldn't be this generous, so why was Di Jiang doing this?

Seemingly sensing Jiang Chen's confusion, Di Jiang smiled and explained, "Young friend, you should know that the Witch Race only cultivates the physical body and not the Primordial Spirit. Therefore, Spiritual Treasures that aid you are useless to us. Rather than letting them go to waste, it's better to give them to you. We also hope you can understand the sincerity of our Witch Race!"

That's right!

He almost forgot. Spiritual Treasures are only useful to cultivators, not to the Witch Race. That's why they're being so generous!

Moreover, besides valuing him, they value the Master behind him even more!

Instantly, Jiang Chen's mind raced, and in a flash, he understood why the Witch Race was acting this way.

To use a Spiritual Treasure that was of no use to them to gain the friendship of a Saint's disciple, and even potentially the favor of a Saint – this was a bargain with an infinitely high profit!

Thinking this, Jiang Chen's wariness subsided. Since the Witch Race wanted to bestow treasures, what reason did he have to refuse?

And so.

With Jiang Chen's agreement, Di Jiang led him towards the Witch Race's treasure vault.

It had to be said, the Witch Race truly lived up to its reputation as one of the two great overlords of the Primordial Era. Their strength was by no means comparable to other races. Grand Unity Golden Immortals, who could be considered overlords elsewhere, seemed to be everywhere here!

After just a few steps, they encountered a Grand Unity Golden Immortal nearby, and even saw several gathered together!

Seeing this, Jiang Chen secretly marveled at the terrifying strength of the Witch Race. The joy he felt from breaking through to the early stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal vanished, and his somewhat elated heart immediately calmed down.

At this moment, he knew that Grand Unity Golden Immortal was merely a starting point!

Perhaps in some smaller races, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal might be the peak combat power. But for overlords like the Witch-Demon, they wouldn't even be considered strong. Only Quasi-Saints could be called mighty figures!

Di Jiang couldn't help but smile at Jiang Chen's shock.

Clearly, his intention was to display the Witch Race's might, to let Jiang Chen understand their true strength. This would deepen Jiang Chen's impression of the Witch Race, or perhaps the impression of the Saint behind him, towards the Witch Race!

Soon.

The Witch Race treasure vault.

"Young friend, this is our Witch Race's treasure vault. Pick whatever you fancy!" Di Jiang said proudly, bringing Jiang Chen here.

Although the Witch Race couldn't use Spiritual Treasures, they were still an ancient overlord. Moreover, knowing they couldn't use them, they certainly wouldn't let others benefit easily. Thus, the accumulated heavenly treasures over the years had reached an astonishing number!

Just like now.

Without waiting for Di Jiang's words, Jiang Chen was already stunned by the Witch Race's foundation.

Before his eyes.

Looking out, the Spiritual Treasures that countless cultivators outside searched for frantically were everywhere, densely packed!

Low-grade Acquired Spiritual Treasures!

Mid-grade Acquired Spiritual Treasures!

High-grade Acquired Spiritual Treasures!

Mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures!

High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures!

Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures!

From the lowest-grade Low-grade Acquired Spiritual Treasures to the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, everything was here, as if they were worthless, scattered all over the ground!

Spiritual Treasures were a fatal temptation for cultivators. Didn't countless cultivators outside toil endlessly just to find one Spiritual Treasure? Even Saints couldn't avoid this, just like Zhunti in later generations frantically searching for the Chaos Bell!

In short, no one disliked Spiritual Treasures.

Jiang Chen was no exception.

Furthermore, he already needed a large number of Spiritual Treasures. Seeing so many of them now, it was no wonder he lost his composure for a moment!

Hoo!