Primordial Wilderness: Starting by Downloading Pangu's Cultivation

He already had a psychological shadow.

If Dao Venerable Qing Tian chose to act now, both he and the Ancestor Dragon would likely be doomed beyond escape.

"You think you can leave just like that?"

Suddenly, a faint, indifferent voice rang out, freezing Candle Dragon's body stiff.

It was truly a case of dreading what would come.

He had been cautious enough, yet he still ended up on Qing Tian's radar.

With no other choice, he had to manifest his form and steel himself to say, "Dao Venerable Qing Tian, killing a man only goes so far as to make him bow his head. Today, our Dragon Clan has proven inferior in skill. Surely you don't intend to wipe us out to the last?"

Candle Dragon had already softened his stance. Under these circumstances, putting up a tough front would only get a dragon killed!

"Wipe you out to the last?" Qing Tian gave an unreadable smile and asked flatly, "Even if I did, what could you do about it?"

Candle Dragon was left speechless, then had to speak up: "Dao Venerable, our Dragon Clan is a primordial race, governing all aquatic beings of the Primordial Wilderness. If you let us leave today, the Dragon Clan will owe you a great karmic debt. In the future, whatever you demand, the Dragon Clan will spare no effort to fulfill. Would this satisfy you?"

He had lowered his posture to the extreme, even willing to 'cede territory and pay reparations,' just to beg for the chance to leave.

"Not enough. If you want to buy your lives, hand over two Innate Spiritual Treasures, and at the same time, open up a cultivation dojo for me on the Eastern Sea, for my personal use in training."

Qing Tian spoke calmly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation, giving Candle Dragon no leeway to haggle.

Hearing this, Candle Dragon's heart tightened.

How precious were Innate Spiritual Treasures? Having to give up two at once made his heart bleed.

Most importantly, opening a dojo on the Eastern Sea—wasn't that inviting a wolf into the house?

How could one allow another to sleep soundly beside their own bed?

But the problem was.

Qing Tian wasn't negotiating with him at all—he was giving direct orders.

Buying one's life with treasure was the only choice.

In the end, Candle Dragon could only bow his head and say, "Dao-friend, I agree to this."

As he spoke, he took out two treasures, radiating a dense aura of primordiality.

One of them was a blood-colored jade blade, named the Blood-Slaying Saber. It was forged from ancient jade in Chaos that had been stained with Demon god blood, tempered by chaotic energies, scoured by the celestial winds of heaven and earth, and refined through the tribulation of Heaven-Opening before finally taking shape as a supreme treasure.

With the Blood-Slaying Saber drawn, even a scratch would turn an opponent's flesh and blood into pus.

The other item was a Jade Bottle, its entire body glowing with twelve-colored jeweled radiance. Its interior contained a self-contained space, as vast as a dozen solar systems, capable of holding all things within.

Qing Tian gave the two treasures a casual glance, nodded slightly, waved his hand to accept them, and said offhandedly, "You can scram now. If you dare trespass again, you'll only be trading your lives for it!"

"Yes!"

Candle Dragon was drenched in cold sweat. How could he care about Qing Tian's threats?

At this moment, he only wanted to leave this place of trouble as fast as possible.

Grabbing the two halves of the Ancestor Dragon's body, Candle Dragon transformed his form into the dual energies of Yin and Yang, tore through the void, and flew straight toward the Eastern Sea.

The remaining broken forces of the Dragon Clan also fled in panic, their earlier arrogance nowhere to be seen.

"Congratulations, Dao-friend Qing Tian, on your triumphant victory! Defeating two Dragon Clan supremacies in a single battle has made your name resound across the Primordial Wilderness!"

At that moment, the Phoenix Ancestor and Shi Qilin approached, offering their congratulations together.

Their hearts were filled with wariness. Given the strength Qing Tian had displayed, even if the two of them joined forces, they likely wouldn't come out ahead.

"You flatter me. It was merely good fortune."

Qing Tian replied calmly, showing no pride.

Seeing his attitude, the Phoenix Ancestor and Shi Qilin grew even more cautious.

After a few more exchanges, the Phoenix Ancestor smiled and said, "Today's great defeat of the Dragon Clan is truly a joyous occasion. I have already prepared some modest wine and immortal fruits. I hope the Dao Venerable will honor us with his presence."

Qing Tian pondered for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement.

The Phoenix Ancestor's intent was clearly to win him over. He would first see what scheme she had up her sleeve, then decide his next move.

They traveled all the way to the heart of Undying Mountain, arriving at a grove of Wutong trees.

At the very center stood an ancient tree, exuding a dense aura of chaotic energy. It stretched millions of miles tall, soaring into the clouds with no end in sight.

It was less like a tree and more like a miniature version of Buzhou Mountain!

Terrifying waves of life force pulsed from it, shaking the soul. Southern Bright Li Fire blazed upon it, intertwining with the Wood Qi and Fire Qi, adding even more to its fearsome presence.

"This is the spiritual root of our Phoenix Clan—the Chaos Wutong Wood."

The Phoenix Ancestor said with a smile.

This Wutong tree held the same significance for the Phoenix Clan as the Ancestor Dragon Pearl did for the Dragon Clan.

It was the foundation for suppressing their Destiny.

Soon, a group of Phoenix Clan men and women brought out spiritual fruits and fine nectar, setting them before everyone.

Qing Tian, the Phoenix Ancestor, Shi Qilin, and the others took their seats in turn, raising their cups in lively conversation and feasting.

After several rounds of wine and the full array of dishes, the Phoenix Ancestor subtly probed Qing Tian's intentions, hoping to bind him to the Phoenix Clan.

Knowing full well the Phoenix Clan's fate, how could Qing Tian be willing to wade into those troubled waters? He brushed off the topic with vague words.

The Phoenix Ancestor was not angered; even if she couldn't recruit him, offending such a powerful figure was unwise, so she continued to treat him well.

Half a month later, Qing Tian took his leave of the Phoenix Ancestor.

He had lingered here too long; it was time to depart.

The Wild Continent stretched vast and boundless, and he ought to travel and see it, seeking opportunities to strengthen his power.

This was the era of the Wild Continent's richest resources—how could he waste his days here?

The Phoenix Ancestor tried repeatedly to detain him, but could not stop Qing Tian's resolve to leave. She could only present him with a top-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasure as a gesture of goodwill.

Qing Tian accepted without refusal, taking it directly, and then left Undying Mountain together with Meng Wu.

Midair, Meng Wu manifested her Vermilion Bird true form, her vermilion feathers strikingly vivid. At her neck sat Qing Tian, cross-legged.

"Master, where are we heading?"

Recalling the Clan Leader's earlier instructions, Meng Wu asked curiously.

"The Eastern Sea."

Qing Tian replied calmly.

The Wild Continent was vast beyond measure; from Undying Mountain to the Eastern Sea, the distance was incalculable.

Even light-years could hardly describe its remoteness.

All Qing Tian knew was that the two of them set out from Undying Mountain, stopping and starting along the way, and it took a full thirteen hundred years before they finally reached the shores of the Eastern Sea.

Such a distance was simply staggering.

Over those thirteen hundred years, Qing Tian fully refined the Blood-Slaying Saber and the Jade Bottle, and gave the Blazing Fire Sky-Bird Fan, a gift from the Phoenix Ancestor, to Meng Wu to bolster her strength.

After all, Meng Wu was his mount; having her too weak was simply unacceptable.

Though the Blazing Fire Sky-Bird Fan was not an Innate Spiritual Treasure, it was still extraordinary.

Its frame was made from branches of the Chaos Parasol Tree, its surface from the Phoenix Ancestor's true feathers, and it was forged over long years with the power of Southern Bright Li Fire.

Once activated, the Wood Qi and Li Fire Qi combined to create a sea of flame that could scorch the heavens, enough to daunt even a peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, leaving them no advantage.

"System, show the download status."

Qing Tian commanded inwardly.

"Ding!"

"Download Target: Pangu."

"Downloaded Bloodline: 14%"

"Downloaded Art: 58%"

"Downloaded Cultivation: 2% (90%)"

"Downloaded Pangu Axe: 11%"

"Download Speed: 800KB"

And during this process, his strength had also changed.

"Name: Qing Tian."

"Cultivation: Sub-Saint Sixth Heaven (Downloading)."