A Sudden Idea

"Huh, there seem to be quite a lot of humans here. Even Penglai's five immortal islands don't have this many people."

Qin Feng felt incredibly curious.

After thinking for a moment, there was only one possibility: this place was relatively close to Nuwa.

Because the Human Race, right after its creation, was very weak and needed Nuwa's protection to survive properly.

Therefore, few people chose to leave the vicinity of Buzhou Mountain.

Qin Feng hadn't expected to have unknowingly walked all the way to Buzhou Mountain.

"Since there are so many of my kin, I'll go explore the surroundings. Something good should happen."

Qin Feng pondered for a while and then walked towards Buzhou Mountain.

At the same time, he suppressed his cultivation to the Golden Immortal threshold he had reached before breaking through.

Even with this level of cultivation, he was considered a top expert among the Human Race.

One could imagine how weak humanity was in this era.

"Oh right, have you heard? It seems a Demon King is about to perish recently."

"No way, aren't their lifespans very long? How could they just perish like that?"

"I don't know about that, but I remember many people are said to be coming. Perhaps even Half-Saint level big shots will show up."

"It can be considered a grand event that only happens once a century. It's just a pity that no powerful figures have emerged from our Human Race."

"Since Lady Nuwa created us, the strongest among all our kin has only just touched the threshold of Golden Immortal, but for some reason, they can't break through."

An elder sighed slightly.

A hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

"Is it really because our talent is too weak? Or is our physique simply too frail to withstand such immense power?"

A few young people clenched their fists, unwilling to accept this.

This was a human tribe, located on the outskirts of Buzhou Mountain. Human tribes were practically countless.

The total number of all humans had already exceeded ten million.

It was precisely because of humanity's strong reproductive capabilities that some of the higher races harbored other intentions.

Most of the weaker humans were kept like livestock and then fed to demonic beasts.

Emperor Jun even slaughtered humans on a large scale to forge a magical artifact.

It could be said that in this era of the Primordial World, the Human Race had no voice whatsoever.

Why? Wasn't it because they lacked a special leader?

Upon hearing this, a glint seemed to flash in Qin Feng's eyes.

He had a peculiar idea.

As a human himself, he naturally knew of humanity's creativity and their ability to create miracles.

They could be considered the highest among all races.

But the only drawback was the extremely long development time. Why were there no human powerhouses appearing in this era?

It was simple: because humans had only just been created and hadn't found their own path of cultivation yet.

They couldn't cultivate like the Demon Race and the Witch Race, could they?

They were different races; how could they possibly have the same cultivation methods?

Clearly, this was unrealistic.

According to historical development, it would take several epochs before humanity could find their own cultivation methods and rise rapidly.

It would be at that time that the Witch Race and Demon Race would mutually destroy each other.

However, due to the appearance of the Chat Group.

Some matters were exposed, leading to the war between the Witch Race and the Demon Race being brought forward.

If nothing unexpected happened, it should be within these recent years. As for the exact timing, it was still unclear.

"It's not that we humans are too weak, but rather that we haven't found our own way of cultivation."

Just as the people in this tribe were expressing their anger, a faint voice rang out.

Everyone turned their gaze towards the direction of the voice.

That person was naturally Qin Feng.

"What do you mean? Do you have a suitable cultivation path for us? It's useless. In fact, the leaders of our various tribes have already tried several times."

"No matter what cultivation method we tried, none of them were suitable for us. The leaders were even severely injured because of it and are still recuperating."

The elder who spoke earlier sighed slightly.

However, it had to be said that he did agree with what Qin Feng had said.

They truly hadn't found a suitable cultivation method for themselves.

"If I say I can lead you to a higher level, are you willing to follow me?"

Qin Feng said calmly.

That's right, he wanted to make the Human Race stronger in advance and quickly grow into a powerful figure.

By then, he would have a foundation under his command and wouldn't have to struggle alone.

After all, he might have to face many Half-Saint level powerhouses next.

And they all formed factions; he couldn't possibly handle it alone.

Even if their strength was comparable, dealing with them would be troublesome.

So Qin Feng came up with this idea.

"Just you? Young man, I'm not trying to be harsh, but I've been cultivating for forty to fifty years, and my cultivation is still stagnant."

An old man covered in muscles stepped forward and said.

He had cultivated using the Demon Race's methods, focusing entirely on his physical body.

As a result, even in his seventies, his body was still covered in exaggerated muscles.

Qin Feng impolitely retorted, "Just because you can't doesn't mean I can't."

"Kid, don't be too arrogant. It's good for young people to have aspirations, but not knowing humility is another matter entirely."

Finally, the old man who had spoken earlier became enraged.

But the next moment, everyone suddenly quieted down.

Because they felt a tremendous pressure suppressing them.

This pressure, to say the least, was from a Golden Immortal level or higher existence.

Even the leader of this tribe had been alerted.

He quickly emerged from his secluded cultivation chamber.

"Which great being has graced our tribe with their presence? I was in seclusion and didn't sense your arrival."

The leader's subservient demeanor made many tribal members feel heartbroken.

Even Qin Feng, a fellow Human, sighed.

Because these were all humans, and now they were facing any other race with such humility.

"Leader, there's no need to be like this. Actually, I can be considered one of the Human Race. The aura I'm displaying now is merely to make you believe I have the ability to lead you to greater heights."

Qin Feng stopped exuding his aura. When he withdrew it, he stood before them like an ordinary person.

The leader's pupils contracted slightly.

He then quickly approached Qin Feng, and a sharp, spike-like object appeared in his hand. He pricked Qin Feng's finger and placed a drop of blood in his mouth.

The speed was so fast that Qin Feng didn't even have time to react.

"Good, you are indeed of the Human Race."