Primordial Wilderness: Starting by Downloading Pangu's Cultivation Section 44

Ancestor Dragon and Candle Dragon finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Dao Venerable, how would you have our Dragon Clan serve you?"

Qing Tian smiled.

To be honest, the Dragon Clan of today had nothing that could catch his eye.

Some treasures were certainly fine, but if he took them all, the Dragon Clan's strength would plummet—and then how would they stir up the Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation?

After a moment's thought, he spoke. "This Venerable's Dao field is currently short of hands. Prepare three thousand Dragon Maidens at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm at once, to serve as my slaves."

"What?"

Ancestor Dragon couldn't help but cry out in shock.

Three thousand Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals—this was no joke; it was a terrifyingly formidable force.

"What? Do you have an objection?"

Qing Tian's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flashing within them.

"I wouldn't dare. Dao Venerable, rest assured, we will handle this matter properly."

Candle Dragon quickly shook his head, speaking up before Ancestor Dragon could.

He knew his elder brother's temper well and feared that Ancestor Dragon might provoke Qing Tian again—in which case, the price would be far more than just three thousand Dragon Maidens.

"Best that it be so. Take this as a warning. If I ever hear such talk again, it will not end so simply."

Qing Tian gave a slight nod, his tone casual.

How could Candle Dragon and Ancestor Dragon dare to object? They nodded in unison. "The Dao Venerable's command is our will."

Meanwhile, far away on the Wild Continent, Ancestor Hongjun's face was dark as pitch.

"Luohu... I never thought you too would be a coward who fears death, bowing your head to that madman Qing Tian."

Ancestor Hongjun's gaze was icy.

Between him and Qing Tian, there had long been no room for coexistence.

Now that Luohu had thrown in with Qing Tian, it was extremely disadvantageous for him.

Luohu was his mortal enemy—a Chaos Demon God from the primordial era, with unfathomable power—and with Dao Venerable Qing Tian added to the mix, Ancestor Hongjun did not believe he could prevail.

He knew that the Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation was a reshuffling of the primordial world. When it ended, the opportunity to attain sagehood would arise. At that time, a battle between himself, Qing Tian, and Luohu would be inevitable.

"As things stand, I must strike first, or I won't even know how I died!"

Ancestor Hongjun thought darkly, a murderous gleam in his eyes.

Once his mind was made up, he waved his whisk, tearing the void apart in an instant. With a single step, he arrived at the Eastern Sea.

"Ancestor Dragon, this poor Daoist Hongjun has come to call on you. I request an audience."

He spoke calmly, his voice condensing into a thread that reached Ancestor Dragon's ears with perfect precision, disturbing no one else—not even Candle Dragon sensed anything amiss.

Such was Hongjun's skill.

Master of the Jade Plate of Creation, he could obscure the workings of fate. With Heaven's Dao aiding him, he could freely commune with any deity in the primordial world.

At this point, he had already begun to manifest some of the traits of Heaven's Dao's spokesman!

After parting with Qing Tian and the others, Ancestor Dragon was still fuming in the Dragon Palace when he suddenly heard Hongjun's voice. Startled, he was about to reply when the space before him rippled, and a figure in a white Daoist robe materialized without a trace.

The sight made Ancestor Dragon's scalp crawl.

Hongjun's methods were too eerie—not a ripple of primal energy. If he had launched a sneak attack while Ancestor Dragon was in seclusion...

At the thought, Ancestor Dragon broke out in a cold sweat.

"When did such a figure appear in the primordial world?"

Hongjun smiled amiably at Ancestor Dragon and spoke calmly. "Ancestor Dragon, this poor Daoist has come to discuss a grave matter. Do you know what the Heaven and Earth Tribulation is?"

"The Heaven and Earth Tribulation?"

Ancestor Dragon was puzzled. He had a vague feeling about it, but it was hazy, beyond his grasp.

He shook his head. "Please enlighten me, Daoist."

Hongjun was not surprised. The matter of tribulations could only be known by Chaos Demon Gods; even Innate Demon Gods saw it as if through a veil of mist, unable to grasp its essence.

He explained, "A tribulation is a calamity that Heaven and Earth impose upon living beings. At present, the number of creatures on the Wild Continent is too great. Cultivators are as countless as the sands of the Ganges, absorbing vast amounts of Heaven and Earth's primal energy without giving anything back. If this continues, Heaven and Earth will inevitably run a deficit. Thus, a tribulation arises to slaughter countless beings, returning their energy to the world and maintaining its balance."

Hongjun's words were simple, but Ancestor Dragon's mind was shaken.

With his intelligence, he could grasp the terror of the tribulation from these few sentences!

The Heaven and Earth Tribulation—the slaughter of countless living beings!

"I beg you, Daoist, teach me how to lead the Dragon Clan through this Heaven and Earth Tribulation!"

He clasped his hands to Hongjun, who spoke.

Hongjun smiled amiably. "To survive the tribulation is actually simple: slaughter enough living beings to restore the balance of Heaven and Earth's primal energy. The higher the cultivation of those you kill, the greater the effect."

Ancestor Dragon understood, a sudden shock running through him. "Then you mean... the conflict between our Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Three Races is also due to the tribulation?"

"Correct. According to the workings of the Heavenly Dao, the normal outcome is that the Dragon, Phoenix, and Kirin clans must all withdraw from the stage of the Primordial Wilderness simultaneously to bring this kalpa to an end."

Ancestor Hongjun did not conceal the truth, speaking bluntly.

Ancestor Dragon's gaze grew heavy, and his breathing involuntarily quickened.

His lifelong goal was to lead the Dragon Clan to dominate the Primordial Wilderness, then use the immense power of Destiny to attain the Hunyuan Dao. Now that Ancestor Hongjun had revealed that the Dragon Clan would have to leave the stage of the Primordial Wilderness, he found it unbearable and refused to accept it!

"Elder, may I ask what the Dragon Clan must do to avoid being bound by this kalpa?"

He bowed respectfully and posed the question.

Ancestor Hongjun stroked his beard and said calmly, "The Dragon Clan is already caught in the kalpa, entangled by the fate of slaughter. Escaping it will be exceedingly difficult."

Ancestor Dragon's eyes lit up, and he urgently asked, "Even if it's the hardest path, as long as there's a single thread of hope, I will gamble everything on it!"

Ancestor Hongjun smiled, thinking to himself, Just as I expected—he's taken the bait.

On the surface, he remained composed and said, "The only hope lies in the Western Continent."

On the Western Continent lived billions of devils, all subordinates of Luohu.

These devils were likewise entangled by the fate of slaughter; when the Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation reached its peak, they too would be destroyed.

At that time, the true protagonists of the Primordial Wilderness would actually be the currently unremarkable Demon Race and the yet-to-emerge Witch Clan.

But how could Ancestor Dragon know this?

He clung to Ancestor Hongjun's words as a lifeline, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "I understand!"

Ancestor Hongjun nodded in satisfaction.

Luohu was now a subordinate of Qing Tian.

If the Western Continent faced danger, Luohu would certainly not stand idly by, and Qing Tian would inevitably intervene. As long as he himself bided his time and then leveraged the power of the Heavenly Dao along with the strength of the Three Innate Races of the Primordial Wilderness, he was confident he could slay both Qing Tian and Luohu!

"The Fierce Beast Clan, the Phoenix, the Kirin... Qing Tian, this old ancestor would like to see just how capable you truly are, to escape such a deadly tribulation!"

Ancestor Hongjun cursed inwardly.

After deceiving Ancestor Dragon, Ancestor Hongjun did not linger. Instead, he directly tore through the void, arrived at Undying Mountain, sought out Phoenix Ancestor, and similarly laid out the pros and cons, explaining the relationships clearly, successfully persuading Phoenix Ancestor.

The Phoenix Clan did have some ties with Qing Tian, but when faced with the survival of the entire race, everything else was mere clouds.

In Phoenix Ancestor's view, ensuring the Phoenix Clan's eternal existence was the most important matter; everything else had to step aside.

The Kirin Clan needed even less persuasion—they decisively agreed.

Leaving the ancestral land of the Kirin Clan, Ancestor Hongjun laughed heartily.

Such a force would move even him; killing Qing Tian would be no trouble at all!

On the Eastern Sea, at Penglai Immortal Island.

Three thousand Dragon Clan maidens at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm were busily constructing the entire island.

Qing Tian sat cross-legged in the Qing Tian Dao Palace, his expression calm and composed.

He took out the Ancestor Dragon Pearl and connected with the system.

Ding! Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure detected. Offer as sacrifice?

The system's voice rang out.

"Sacrifice it!"

Qing Tian chose without hesitation.

The Ancestor Dragon Pearl was undoubtedly powerful, but to him, it was like a chicken rib—better exchanged for reliable power.

His current strength was still far too weak.