On the East Sea coast, in Human Race village, wisps of smoke rise from the chimneys.
This place is far from the malevolent energy of Buzhou Mountain, and it is not in the eye of the storm like Shouyang Mountain.
This is a relatively peaceful settlement of the East Sea Human Race.
A slightly unsteady, yellowish-brown streak of light silently disappeared into a group of rocks on the East Sea.
Zhenyuanzi leaned against the cold reef, panting heavily.
He forcibly activated the Book of Earth to escape and withstood the aftershocks of Tongtian's furious attack. Even with the temporary defensive buff provided by the system, he was already at his limit.
"Just how many Transmigrator are there in this Prehistoric World?!"
Zhenyuanzi gritted his teeth.
He considered himself to be cautious enough; if Tongtian hadn't dug up his Ginseng Fruit Tree, he might still be hiding in Wuzhuang Temple.
Aren't people with systems supposed to be protagonists? Why doesn't it work for him...?
"Let's recover some energy first..."
Zhenyuanzi sat down cross-legged and took out a healing pill produced by the system.
Zhenyuanzi concealed all his aura, becoming as still as the rock itself, silently circulating his internal energy to heal his injuries.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly exhaled a breath of foul air tinged with the smell of blood, and a trace of color returned to his pale face.
"The spiritual energy here is thin, so it's not advisable to stay long. But precisely because of this, it's less likely to be detected by the divine sense of Great Power..."
Zhenyuanzi cautiously extended his divine sense.
He was then slightly taken aback.
"Am I now in the Human Race of the East Sea?"
The Human Race is now divided into three branches: the Buzhou Human Race, the Shouyang Human Race, and the East Sea Human Race.
The Human Race and Witch Clan of Buzhou Mountain merged, the Human Race of Shouyang became self-reliant, and the Human Race of the East Sea were remnants of the Dragon Clan.
The Dragon Clan was, after all, once the overlord of heaven and earth.
Although their cultivation regressed instead of progressed due to the Karma consequences of the calamity, there were still quite a few Daluo Golden Immortal among them.
After thinking it over, Zhenyuanzi decided to first develop his skills among the Human Race in the East Sea, and then leave Prehistoric World prehistoric world to roam freely in other worlds after he attained the Primordial Realm.
Revenge... let's forget about it.
Just as Zhenyuanzi left the reef and headed towards the Human Race village.
A fishhook suddenly caught on his clothes, and the aura it emitted was clearly that of a Innate Supreme Treasure.
"Dude, aren't innate treasures commonplace these Innate Supreme Treasure?!"
The next second, Zhenyuanzi was fished ashore.
On the East Sea coast, waves crash against the shore.
Beside the campfire, a man and two women were stunned to see Zhenyuanzi, whom they had fished up.
"What the heck, did you catch a Pimon?"
The young man muttered a complaint under his breath, then helped Zhenyuanzi up from the beach.
Zhenyuanzi looked at the young man and the two women beside him, and was filled with fear.
Using Innate Supreme Treasure to fish—is this another instance of him encountering Transmigrator?
"It's alright, it's alright..."
Zhenyuanzi forced himself to remain calm and took the opportunity to investigate the three of them, but he still couldn't see through them at all.
I'm so sorry.
The young man apologized again, his attitude sincere.
"My name is Di Jun, and these are my wives, Xi He and Chang Xi."
"We were just enjoying the fun of fishing and have disturbed you, fellow Daoist. Please forgive us."
Di Jun? Xi He? Chang Xi?!
Zhenyuanzi's head buzzed, and he almost tried to use the Book of Earth to run away again.
Good grief, how did he even manage to run into that...?
Zhenyuanzi felt that his understanding of the world had been severely impacted.
"So it's Fellow Di Jun Dijun, Xi He, and Lady Chang Xi."
Zhenyuanzi forced a smile and bowed.
" This Poor Daoist Zhenyuanzi, Zhen Yuanzi, greets you."
" Zhenyuanzi, weren't you at Wuzhuang Temple? What are you doing in the East Sea?"
Di Jun seemed somewhat surprised and quickly returned the greeting.
"My apologies! I've long heard of the Great Immortal, the Ancestor of Earth Immortals. To meet you here today is truly fate."
fate?
More like a tragic love affair!
Zhenyuanzi was internally ranting and raving.
"The immortal doesn't look well; is he injured?"
Xi He's cool gaze swept over Zhenyuanzi, and she spoke softly, her voice flowing like a moonlit spring.
"Ah, yes, I encountered a slight mishap during my cultivation..."
Zhenyuanzi mumbled, while alarm bells rang in his mind.
The Xi He has incredibly sharp eyesight.
"What do you mean by 'stirred up a cultivation mishap'? He clearly got beaten up by the Tongtian Cult Master."
Chang Xi, standing to the side, directly exposed Zhenyuanzi.
Zhenyuanzi smiled awkwardly and didn't refute it, mainly because he simply couldn't see through the three people's cultivation levels!
" Chang Xi has always been like this, please don't mind."
Di Jun awkwardly spoke up from the side, while Chang Xi turned her head away.
Zhenyuanzi twitched his lips.
Would he dare to have any objections?
As dusk approaches, the sea breeze grows colder.
"We have prepared some simple food. If you don't mind, please have some with us to warm your body. It's a small token of our apology."
Di Jun put away his fishing rod and asked Zhenyuanzi.
Have a meal?
Zhenyuanzi looked at the bonfire and the stone pot, a supreme Innate Supreme Treasure, sitting on it.
There was something simmering inside that he had never seen before.
He was certain that eating these things would heal most of his injuries.
"Cough cough... this isn't a good idea."
Zhenyuanzi felt he should decline.
"You're too kind, Master. Please have a seat."
Di Jun led Zhenyuanzi to sit down on a clean rock by the campfire, while he himself returned to the opposite side.
He never expected that his trip to the East Sea with his wife to experience ordinary life would lead to an encounter with Zhenyuanzi.
"Speaking of which, my nephew Lu Ya even visited This Poor Daoist Wuzhuang Temple."
Zhenyuanzi's words sounded natural, but they were actually a test.
Upon hearing this, Di Jun simply smiled gently and casually said:
"The clashes Witch-Demon are constant, and that child always tries to mediate between the two sides, hoping to minimize bloodshed. It would be a great pleasure to have you entertained, Great Immortal."
Zhenyuanzi felt another chill run down his spine.
Di Jun's attitude, and his views on the Witch-Demon War, seem... far too detached.
Zhenyuanzi didn't know was that Di Jun had actually been paying attention to Lu Ya all along, and he already knew about Lu Song's demise.
"It seems Fellow Di Jun is quite open-minded."
Zhenyuanzi took a sip of the clear soup in his bowl.
The soup, once it entered his mouth, transformed into a warm, soothing current, continuously repairing his injuries.
He was even more horrified.
"Fighting and killing are ultimately a low-level approach."
Di Jun shook his head.
"The primordial Prehistoric World is vast, and the Great Dao is boundless."
Rather than arguing over short-term gains, it's better to find a place of peace and watch the clouds drift by and the tides rise and fall.
He looked at Zhenyuanzi, his smile still warm.
"Just like the immortal's Wuzhuang Temple, isn't it just a place of carefree living? Why get involved in trouble and end up hurt?"
Zhenyuanzi's hand holding the bowl trembled almost imperceptibly.
He silently drank two sips of soup, feeling his injuries rapidly healing, his mind racing.
Di Jun knew that he had been injured by Tongtian, and might even know the reason!
"Fellow Daoist, I have a delicious drink here, would you like to try it together?"
Di Jun's words successfully attracted Zhenyuanzi.
This soup alone could heal most of his injuries. The soup that Di Jun, a Grand Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, considers delicious must be extraordinary!
The next second, Di Jun took out a series of red tin cans of beverages.
"But... Coca-Cola?"