Primordial Wilderness: Starting by Downloading Pangu's Cultivation

Ancestor Hongjun waved his hand and directly left Buzhou Mountain, taking the Heavenly Dao's Eye that had been split in two with him.

As for the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Taiji Diagram, he had no mind left to care about it.

Qing Tian watched Ancestor Hongjun leave with the Heavenly Dao he had cleaved in two, and he did not block their departure.

Because the power of that single axe strike had drained all his strength; he could no longer stop Hongjun from leaving.

Turning around, Qing Tian looked at the Taiji Diagram lying not far away. With a wave of his hand, he swept it into the World-Destroying Millstone.

"Cough, cough. This battle has taught me quite a lot. Heavenly Dao, just you wait."

Qing Tian stared at the place where the Heavenly Dao had vanished. There was no way he would let this grudge go so easily.

But for now, the most important thing was to recover from his injuries.

Using the Pangu Axe continuously had far exceeded what his body could bear.

An Innate Supreme Treasure!

The energy contained in such a treasure was immensely powerful. To use it freely and without restraint, one needed to be at least a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin.

Especially a treasure like the Pangu Axe—it consumed the most power of all.

So, after putting away the Pangu Axe, Qing Tian picked a Yellow Zhong Plum from the World-Destroying Millstone and ate it. Once his injuries had settled somewhat, he descended to a height of thirty thousand meters.

He arrived at the small world where he had parted ways with Ancestor Qiankun.

As Qing Tian appeared again, Ancestor Qiankun, who had been cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes.

Over the countless years, relying on the vast spiritual energy left behind in this place, Ancestor Qiankun had already broken through from a Golden Immortal to a Golden Immortal of the Origin.

Now, his cultivation had even reached the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm.

Opening his eyes, Ancestor Qiankun looked toward the entrance of the small world. At first, he thought it was some other creature intruding, but when he saw it was Qing Tian...

Ancestor Qiankun quickly rushed to the entrance. Seeing Qing Tian covered in wounds, he hurriedly asked, "Daoist Qing Tian, what happened? Why are you in such a state?"

Looking at Qing Tian's battered body, Ancestor Qiankun was deeply shaken inside.

He had seen how powerful Qing Tian was. For someone to injure him to this extent, that opponent's cultivation must have been extraordinary.

"Daoist Qiankun, I need you to stand guard for me this time. I need to recover from my injuries," Qing Tian said to Ancestor Qiankun beside him.

He had chosen not to recover at Buzhou Mountain, fearing that some powerful being might barge in and put him in danger.

"Daoist Qing Tian, rest assured. As long as I am here, you can recover from your injuries in peace."

Ancestor Qiankun answered Qing Tian with a solemn vow. After all, Qing Tian had shown him great kindness—he had only broken through to the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm thanks to him.

Now that Qing Tian asked him to stand guard, he naturally gave it his full attention.

"Good. Then I thank you, Daoist Qiankun."

Qing Tian said no more. He flew directly to the place where the Yellow Zhong Plum Tree had once stood and sat down cross-legged on the ground.

Boom!

Instantly, he felt an endless torrent of energy surge into his body, beginning to heal his injuries.

"System, how much download progress can I get by sacrificing the Taiji Diagram?"

Ding!

"Host, you can only sacrifice three treasures in a span of a hundred thousand years. You have already exceeded the sacrifice limit, so you cannot sacrifice again."

"What?"

"There's a limit like this?"

Qing Tian had originally planned to sacrifice the Taiji Diagram. After all, it was an Innate Supreme Treasure—the strongest treasure he had ever offered up. It should have granted him a great deal of Download Speed, allowing him to Download Cultivation again.

If his strength broke through, then all his injuries would be completely healed.

But the system gave him an answer like this, leaving Qing Tian feeling quite helpless.

So then!

For now, he could only recover from his injuries bit by bit.

And so it went!

Day after day passed.

During the time Qing Tian spent healing, the friction among the three great races gradually grew more intense.

The three races clashed more and more frequently as they fought for the position of master of heaven and earth.

Though it had not yet reached the white-hot stage, it was close.

A hundred thousand years later.

Buzhou Mountain.

Qing Tian had finally recovered from his injuries. At the same time, his cultivation had taken another step forward.

It turned out that between the Golden Immortal of the Origin and the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin, there was another realm.

This realm was called the Sub-Saint Realm, and it was divided into nine heavens.

Any living being who could enter this realm would surely be able to attain the Way and become a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin.

This realm was essentially the key to entering that state.

And this time, Qing Tian had broken through on his own, without relying on a downloaded cultivation breakthrough.

"System, open my status panel?"

"..."

Qing Tian also wanted to see how much of his downloads had progressed.

"Downloaded Bloodline: 12%"

"Downloaded Art: 56%"

"Downloaded Cultivation: 2% (60%)"

"Downloaded Pangu Axe: 11%"

"Download Speed: 800KB"

"Name: Qing Tian"

"Cultivation: Fifth Heaven of Sub-Saint (Downloading)"

"Bloodline: Top-Tier Innate Demon God (Downloading)"

"Art: Nine Revolutions of Primordial Chaos Divine Art (Downloading)"

"Divine Abilities: Dharma Appearance of Heaven and Earth, Heaven Shattering Palm, Three Heaven-Opening Styles, True Body of the Heavenly Emperor"

"Treasures: World-Destroying Millstone, Pangu Axe (Downloading), Taiji Diagram (Unbound)"

Qing Tian looked at his own attributes. Every aspect had improved a little—nothing too obvious, but still noticeable.

Ancestor Qiankun, who had been keeping watch outside the small world, saw Qing Tian wake up and quickly walked over to ask, "Daoist Qing Tian, you're awake? How is your injury recovery?"

"Daoist Qiankun, thank you for guarding me all this time."

Qing Tian stood up and replied to Ancestor Qiankun.

He valued this debt of gratitude greatly.

After all, during that battle with the Heavenly Dao and Ancestor Hongjun, he had consecutively used the Pangu Axe, draining far too much power. Even with the inheritance of Pangu, he couldn't withstand it.

If he had encountered a top-tier expert hunting him down during that time, he might have truly fallen.

Qing Tian knew full well that this wasn't a game—there was no chance to come back after death.

Dead was truly dead.

And Ancestor Qiankun had chosen not to make a move, instead guarding him. This debt of gratitude, Qing Tian naturally kept in his heart.

At the same time, his hatred for the Heavenly Dao and Ancestor Hongjun grew even stronger.

Especially the Heavenly Dao.

Damn it!

This Heavenly Dao was far too treacherous—it even knew how to scheme against him in secret.

A thought suddenly arose in Qing Tian's mind. Originally, he hadn't wanted to get involved in any of the affairs of the Primordial Wilderness. He only wanted to peacefully seek out spiritual treasures, raise his cultivation, and transcend this world.