Jiang He's Reflection, Setting Off Anew in the Primordial World

After returning from Nuwa Palace, Jiang He immediately went into seclusion to reflect on his mistakes.

What should he do now? If he truly had to abandon these technological creations right away, he couldn't bear to part with them. Cutting them off all at once was impossible—he could only gradually steer things in another direction, step by step reducing the Human Race's dependence on external tools!

Still, many things could be kept, like the Communication Rings and such, which could assist the Human Race in cultivation. Things like alchemy and artifact forging, which already existed in the Primordial World, didn't need to change. Weapons research could only be stockpiled as technology—he could choose not to use it, but he couldn't afford not to have it!

The rest could be slowly replaced. Spaceships could be swapped for cloud-riding and mist-soaring; the intelligent systems could be deleted, since they had robbed the Human Race of independent thought. The Red Dust Pearl modules, entertainment, gossip, economy—all of it had to go! Only the exchange system and the cultivation insight forum would remain.

Hmph! Wait a minute—if it was so bad, why did the Anti-Demon Alliance still ask him for spaceships?

If Empress Nuwa knew what he was thinking, she'd probably want to melt him down and recast him. What standing did she have, and what standing did the Anti-Demon Alliance have? The level at which they saw things couldn't be compared!

Forget it, then. If it had to go, it had to go. He'd contact the Anti-Demon Alliance and sell it all off!

The plan was set, but these things had been running among the Human Race for many years. He couldn't root them out overnight—he could only reduce them gradually.

After that, Jiang He turned his attention back to his Cultivation Level. Empress Nuwa's meaning was that the current him was the complete version; before, he had been something like a premature birth!

From now on, he would have to focus on cultivation. After all, Empress Nuwa had said that the top combat power of the Human Race would determine the future of their destiny!

So he decided to continue traveling through the Primordial World. Only by constantly tempering himself in battle could he grow fast enough!

Past experience was unreliable—empiricism would be the death of him!

In the end, he had to rely on his own strength. Counting on a Golden Finger was less dependable than counting on his own fists!

Having figured all this out, he called in Jiang Shan, Shui Xi, and the others.

After everyone sat down, Jiang He looked at the people before him—old brothers who had been born alongside him. Though he was the Clan Leader, the Human Race had always been managed by Jiang Shan and the others; he only set the direction. Deep down, he had never truly immersed himself in the Primordial World's Human Race. He had always seen himself as a passerby, a transmigrator!

Whether he had worried about the Human Race or worked hard to develop it, his heart had been in the right place. But he had gotten one thing wrong: he had treated the Human Race like a simulation game!

Like a mouse cursor on a sandbox game, controlling every step of the Human Race. Now he had successfully led them astray! If Empress Nuwa hadn't pulled him back from this misconception, the Human Race's current prosperity would likely be shattered by the Demon Race in an instant. Then the Human Race would still walk the same path as in his past life, and Empress Nuwa would have to painfully erase this history and start over!

Jiang He spoke slowly: "Jiang Shan! After Empress Nuwa's guidance, I've realized that the Human Race has been walking down a wrong path. We've made a fatal mistake, and it's all my fault as Clan Leader!"

As soon as Jiang He spoke, Jiang Shan, Shui Xi, and the others were taken aback. Then Jiang Shan quickly said, "Clan Leader, what are you talking about? Our people are happy, with no internal or external troubles—how can there be a mistake?"

"Jiang Shan, how long has it been since your Cultivation Level increased?" Jiang He threw out a question.

Caught off guard, Jiang Shan paused and said, "A long time—about ten thousand years, I think!"

Jiang He looked at the others: "And you?"

Shui Xi, Mu Ye, Lei Ting, and the others also spoke: "About the same, around ten thousand years. Ever since we reached Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, our Cultivation Level has been increasing very slowly!"

Then Jiang He explained Empress Nuwa's words to them, clarifying the situation of the Human Race's development.

Jiang Shan gritted his teeth and said, "Clan Leader, a short pain is better than a long one. We have to turn this around!"

"Right, Clan Leader, just tell us what to do, and we'll follow your lead!" Shui Xi and the others chimed in.

Jiang He looked at them: "Good! For now, the top priority is to promote cultivation among all people, strive to improve ourselves, and gradually reduce reliance on external forces. Luckily, this is just the beginning. Start with the military—slowly phase out weapons like the Demon Extermination Cannon. But research and development should continue. Having something and not using it is not the same as not having it at all!"

"For now, only weapons are banned. Anything that can assist the Human Race in better combat can still be kept. We need to discard the dross and keep the essence!"

"Also, all content related to the technology Small World will be taken down. Be prepared for that!"

"And as for you all, take turns going to the Primordial World's Small Worlds to train and fight, then alternate traveling through the Primordial World. Truly experience the Primordial World to grow quickly!"

"I'll soon set out to travel the Primordial World myself, striving to break through to the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm as soon as possible, to build up the Human Race's foundation!"

"Rest assured, Clan Leader!"

They all stood up, reached out, and clasped hands tightly together.

At that moment, they felt as if they had returned to the early days of the Human Race, when everything had to be fought for, when every effort was made to increase their foundation.

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Then Jiang He took out several of his Merit Dharma treasures and distributed them to the group.

He gave the flame of his Merit from drilling wood for fire to Jiang Shan, The first beast-hide garment he had made to Lei Ting, The first wooden hut to Shui Xi, And the stone tablet on which he had created writing to Lin Bei!

After dividing the spiritual treasures, Jiang He set out with Feng Li Yue on the path of cultivation through the Primordial World.

The two of them flew toward the East Sea. Along the way, Feng Li Yue was incredibly excited—it was her first time traveling the Primordial World with Jiang He! Everything was so curious to her. For twenty thousand years, she had either been in Nuwa Palace or serving as a mascot for the Human Race. Her understanding of the world was less than that of many ordinary humans!

After leaving Tianyuan City, they traveled along the East Sea, heading north along its coast. Occasionally, when they grew tired of flying, they would catch a few nearby demon beasts to ride. The journey was quite pleasant.

Before long, Jiang He and Feng Li Yue, riding on a massive Mystic Turtle, heard sounds of battle coming from ahead. They exchanged a glance and flew forward together.

Just as they crested a mountain, Jiang He saw a river mouth leading to the sea ahead, where a group of Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals from the Sea Clan were locked in battle with a group of water tribes from the great river!

Standing on the mountaintop, Jiang He looked down at the battlefield below. This time, the Sea Clan clearly had the upper hand. Most of these Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals were around the Heavenly Immortal level, and the few leading them were all Mystic Immortals. From this, it was just a small-scale skirmish!

He just couldn't tell which factions these two sides belonged to. This place bordered the East Sea and the North Sea, and a great river flowed into the sea here—it was hard to guess.

Soon, the battle ended. The Great River Water Tribe fled back into the river under the lead of a Crocodile Tribe Mystic Immortal. The Sea Clan did not pursue them up the river—not because sea creatures couldn't enter freshwater; they were all spirits, so that wasn't an issue.

The Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals quickly regrouped and began cleaning up the battlefield under the command of a Sea Yaksha at the Mystic Immortal level.

On the Sea Yaksha, Jiang He seemed to spot a suit of Human Race battle armor. This kind of armor was never sold to outsiders—among the Sea Clan, only the East Sea Dragon Palace had such gear!

These must be the Dragon King of the East Sea's troops.

At this time, the Four Seas had not yet been fully occupied by the Dragon Clan. Though they were called the Four Seas Dragon Clan, only the East Sea and the South Sea belonged to them. The rest were held by various powerful races of the seas—for instance, the North Sea was Kunpeng's territory, while the West Sea was in a state of chaos with demons running rampant.

When Jiang He and Feng Li Yue appeared before the Sea Yaksha, the Yaksha and the crowd of Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals were so startled that they immediately went on alert.

"May I ask what orders the two immortals have? I am a Yaksha under Crown Prince Ao Jia of the East Sea Dragon Clan!"

The Sea Yaksha bowed respectfully to Jiang He and the other.

"No matter. We are merely passing through and noticed that the armor you wear seems to be of the Human Race, so we came to take a look. Since you say you serve the East Sea Dragon Clan, there is no misunderstanding," Jiang He said calmly.

Hearing that they were of the Human Race, the Sea Yaksha's long-held tension immediately eased. After all, the Dragon Clan and the Human Race were now one family; the Dragon King had repeatedly ordered that members of the Human Race be treated with courtesy.

"You said you serve under Ao Jia. Where is the Crown Prince now? Go and announce that Jiang He of the Human Race has arrived."

"To answer the immortal, the Crown Prince is currently at the nearby Undersea Camp. This lowly one will report at once!"

With that, he scurried away in a flash.

At this moment, Feng Li Yue asked curiously, "Are they Dragon Clan troops? They're so weak!"

"Yue'er, you can't say that. This is just an ordinary squad of the Dragon Clan. The East Sea Dragon Clan's strength is still considerable. Though they have declined and cannot compare to top races like the Witch and Demon clans, the fact that they have held two seas steadily for so many years shows their power is not to be underestimated. Not to mention that the Dragon Clan has now gained five Quasi-Sages at once, surpassing the Human Race at the high end.

Remember, the Human Race still has no Quasi-Sages."

Jiang He explained to Feng Li Yue.

"Ah? Then what do we do? The Dragon Clan has allied with us—what if they don't listen to us later? We don't have any Quasi-Sages!" Feng Li Yue said hurriedly.

Jiang He looked at her and couldn't help but smile. Even after twenty thousand years, Feng Li Yue was still so sweet and naive. Every time she was by his side, she became completely clueless, unwilling to use her head.

"Don't worry. Though we have no Quasi-Sages, we have the Holy Mother. And the Wu Race—they have sworn the Great Dao Covenant with us. Besides, in the current Primordial World, aside from the Dao Ancestor, five of the remaining seven Sages stand on our side. They wouldn't dare betray us.

Moreover, they swore their oath before the Mother Goddess. Do they really think the Mother Goddess is easy to deal with?"

"That's true," Feng Li Yue nodded.