Primordial Wilderness: Starting by Downloading Pangu's Cultivation

What choice should he make, after all?

After all, a great opportunity was right before him—if he took it, he could become a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, even if only at the initial stage.

The consequence was that he would never be able to take another step forward, forever stuck in place.

Sigh!!

After weighing the matter repeatedly, Ancestor Qiankun let out a long sigh and shifted his gaze from the Yellow Zhong Plum to Qing Tian.

"Daoist Qing Tian, there's no need. Though this treasure is indeed a fine thing, I still have confidence in myself. A mere Half-step Hunyuan Golden Immortal is nothing."

After all, Ancestor Qiankun was one of the first batch of Innate Demon Gods born when Pangu transformed his body into the Primordial Wilderness.

If he couldn't even step into the mere Half-step Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, then he truly would be worthless.

No matter what choice Ancestor Qiankun made, Qing Tian would naturally agree with him.

Now, hearing that Ancestor Qiankun had chosen to give up the Yellow Zhong Plum, he was naturally quite satisfied.

After all, Ancestor Qiankun was one of the first batch of Innate Divine Spirits born from Pangu's transformation of the Primordial Wilderness. If he chose to take the Yellow Zhong Plum to break through, it would be far too pathetic.

Still, since that was the case, Qing Tian would naturally give him a gift as well.

Thus!

Qing Tian lightly waved his hand toward a Yellow Zhong Plum hanging from the tree.

A golden-yellow Yellow Zhong Plum fell into Qing Tian's hand.

Indeed, if one consumed this fruit, their cultivation realm would stop advancing, but it could still be used for cultivation.

Boom!

Qing Tian channeled vast Mana, and a flame ignited from the tip of his finger.

The flame that appeared on Qing Tian's fingertip had a great origin.

It was called Chaos Fire.

The Primordial Wilderness had Ten True Fires.

And Chaos Fire was the supreme flame ranked first among them, capable of burning all things in heaven and earth.

If cultivated to the highest level, even Innate Spiritual Treasures could be easily refined.

Rumble!

The Yellow Zhong Plum wrapped in Chaos Fire instantly transformed into a single elixir.

"Daoist Qiankun, I have removed the side effects from this Yellow Zhong Plum. You can take it safely and break through your cultivation."

"We part ways here. If fate allows, we shall meet again."

Qing Tian handed the refined Yellow Zhong Plum to Ancestor Qiankun as he spoke.

As for the Yellow Zhong Plum Tree coiled in the distance, Qing Tian naturally wouldn't let it remain there.

With a light wave of his hand, the entire Yellow Zhong Plum Tree was uprooted and sent into the World-Destroying Millstone.

The World-Destroying Millstone contained its own world within, where the spiritual energy was countless times better than here.

"Ah, then I, this old man, thank you, Daoist Qing Tian."

Ancestor Qiankun looked at the refined Yellow Zhong Plum that Qing Tian had handed him, naturally overjoyed.

Half-step Hunyuan Golden Immortal!

If he took this Yellow Zhong Plum, he could certainly enter the Hunyuan ranks.

"Then we part ways here." Qing Tian turned and vanished from the spot.

Ancestor Qiankun watched Qing Tian's disappearing figure, gripping the Yellow Zhong Plum tightly in his hand. If Qing Tian ever needed him in the future, he would spare no effort.

After leaving the secret realm, Qing Tian arrived at Buzhou Mountain. Lifting his head, he gazed at the towering mountain.

He continued climbing!

A hundred years later.

At forty thousand zhang in altitude.

Qing Tian discovered that only one or two living beings were cultivating here.

Half-step Hunyuan Golden Immortal!

Qing Tian found that the beings cultivating here were all at the Half-step Hunyuan Golden Immortal level.

Without another word, Qing Tian directly passed this place and continued upward.

What?

That person?!

And Qing Tian's continued ascent shocked the two beings cultivating here.

They had been cultivating here for a million years, and no living being had ever stepped into the upper layers.

I never expected to see a living being reach the upper layer today.

A thousand years later.

Fifty thousand zhang high.

Ten thousand years later.

Sixty thousand zhang high.

Eighty thousand zhang high.

Whoosh!

Even Qing Tian, gazing at the finish line so close at hand, couldn't help panting heavily.

The higher he climbed, the closer he got to the summit, and the pressure left behind by Pangu grew several times stronger.

Feeling the mighty aura radiating from Buzhou Mountain, Qing Tian simply couldn't fathom how Gonggong and Zhurong would later manage to crash into and break this very mountain during the great catastrophe of the Sorcerer and Demon tribes.

Even with his current cultivation, he couldn't harm Buzhou Mountain in the slightest, let alone break it.

Qing Tian didn't believe that Gonggong and Zhurong's cultivation could surpass his.

After cultivating for a few days, he took out a Yellow Zhong Plum and swallowed it to replenish the vast power he had expended.

"I have to say, the taste of this Yellow Zhong Plum really isn't bad."

He bit into the Yellow Zhong Plum, chewing it with a smack. The flavor was indeed excellent.

From its birth to the present, the entire Yellow Zhong Plum tree had borne only twenty fruits, but along this journey, Qing Tian had been eating them like snacks.

As for any side effects from the Yellow Zhong Plum, they were completely nonexistent for him. With Chaos Fire in his body, such a mere Yellow Zhong Plum was instantly refined.

If the living beings of the Wild Continent knew that Qing Tian was consuming such a supreme treasure like a snack, what would they think?

One fruit was equivalent to a Golden Immortal of the Origin.

If it could create twenty such powerful Golden Immortals of the Origin, that would be enough to dominate a region of the Wild Continent.

After a moment, Qing Tian continued climbing toward the highest point.

Thirty thousand years later.

A void space at the very peak of Buzhou Mountain.

Finally arrived!

Qing Tian looked at the finish line right before his eyes. This journey had truly not been easy.

Especially after eighty thousand zhang, every step he took felt like a great mountain pressing down on him.

Though it was arduous, it also allowed him to temper and refine his cultivation even further.

After all, Qing Tian's cultivation had surged several times over in sudden bursts, leaving him with little time to fully consolidate and master it.

This trip to Buzhou Mountain had thoroughly allowed him to grasp his own vast power.

Standing atop Buzhou Mountain, looking down at the Wild Continent below, Qing Tian felt an unprecedented emotion.

Indeed, as the saying goes, the higher you stand, the farther you see.

Qing Tian withdrew his gaze from the Wild Continent and turned his eyes upward.