Hongyi Tribe, Qingyuan's Disappointment, Preaching the Dao, Teaching the "Qi Cultivation Technique"

Two figures descended toward the Human Tribe beside the River Dam.

They quickly caught the attention of the tribe's warriors.

When the warriors saw that one of the arrivals was their chieftain, they happily called their friends over to welcome the chieftain and his guest. They even presented Qingyuan with the freshest, tenderest flesh from the fish they had only just caught at great cost.

"Is this how you usually eat and drink? Why don't you use fire to roast the meat?"

Looking at the bloody fish flesh,

Qingyuan asked curiously.

At his words,

the Human Race, who looked little different from primitive people, began chattering all at once.

"Making fire? That's an immortal art only immortals know. We can't do it~"

"Fire is terrifying! Last time, Heavenly Thunder Strikes Mountain caused a huge blaze that burned many fierce beasts to death. We don't dare go near fire!"

"Yeah, fire can burn us to death too."

"Even without fire, we can still eat it. This meat is delicious..."

Hong said awkwardly, "Senior, only immortals can use spells to make fire, but fire is difficult to control. A moment of carelessness can burn someone to death. Besides, there aren't many immortals in our tribe. They need to cultivate in seclusion and protect the tribe, so they don't have spare time to make fires for so many tribespeople."

"As long as it fills our stomachs, who cares about all that?"

That was true enough.

The Human Race, newly born upon the land of the Primordial Wilderness, was exceedingly weak.

With no one to guide them,

they did not know how to develop.

They merely imitated the practices of the surrounding races.

And among the countless races of the Primordial Wilderness, even most of the Witch Clan lived in a near-raw, blood-drinking state,