Did I Really Encounter It

Just as Qing Xuan was about to leave Buzhou Mountain with Nuwa, he suddenly sensed a spatial fluctuation not far away.

He immediately grabbed Nuwa, who was wiping dirt off a lingzhi, and headed toward the source of the spatial fluctuation.

As they drew closer to the range of the spatial fluctuation, Qing Xuan could feel more clearly that it seemed to be a spatial entrance.

But this entrance was not fixed; it shifted rapidly along an irregular path, never staying in one place for more than ten breaths.

"Nuwa, see that moving spatial entrance? When I count to three, follow me and charge forward."

Though Nuwa's cultivation was higher than Qing Xuan's, she obeyed his every word without question. This made Qing Xuan wonder where he got such charm.

After repeated confirmation, Qing Xuan finally grasped some pattern. He pulled Nuwa along and waited at the next predicted location.

Unfortunately, he misjudged several times in a row. But persistence paid off, and in the end, Qing Xuan successfully led Nuwa into the spatial entrance.

Rushing into the spatial rift, Qing Xuan felt the scene before him change instantly. The Pangu Pressure that had been present vanished without a trace.

But that didn't mean this spatial rift was without danger. As they went deeper, Qing Xuan sensed an inexplicable threat.

The seemingly gentle wind felt like a knife cutting his face. Qing Xuan couldn't help muttering to himself, "Damn, did we end up in the northeast? This cold wind is like a bone-scraping steel blade."

Nuwa shot him a glare and said, "Can you stop embarrassing me? That's no cold wind—it's clearly a Chaos Gale, alright?"

"And I suggest we turn back. The Chaos Gales ahead are denser. With your current cultivation, you probably won't hold out."

Hearing Nuwa say the wind on his face was a Chaos Gale, Qing Xuan was taken aback. "Chaos Gale? Does that mean we've left the Primordial World and entered Chaos?"

Nuwa shook her head. "Chaos Gales in Chaos wouldn't be this sparse. With your cultivation, you'd be torn apart the moment you stepped into Chaos."

Qing Xuan relaxed a little at that. At the same time, he considered whether to press on and take the risk. After all, it was a matter of his own life.

While Qing Xuan hesitated, the Purple-Black Gourd on the fan pendant suddenly stirred. It even revealed the aura of a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

When Qing Xuan turned the seven gourds into a fan pendant, he had also concealed their Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure aura. Otherwise, if someone saw him using seven Innate Spiritual Treasures as a fan pendant, they'd surely try to rob him.

As the Purple-Black Gourd detached from the fan pendant, it grew from its original fingernail size to about a foot long.

Now Qing Xuan remembered: this Purple-Black Gourd was called the Chaos Gourd, containing the Chaos Law itself. Before it, a Chaos Gale was nothing but feed.

He immediately took the Purple-Black Gourd in hand and opened its lid. In the next moment, the Chaos Gale before him began to be drawn into the gourd.

In less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the Chaos Gale within the space was completely absorbed by the Purple-Black Gourd.

What happened next shocked Qing Xuan even more. After absorbing the Chaos Gale, the Purple-Black Gourd converted it into Innate Spiritual Qi and released it again.

In an instant, the Innate Spiritual Qi in the space gathered into a trickling stream, flowing around Qing Xuan and Nuwa.

Seeing this, Nuwa's eyes lit up. "Little Gourd Vine..."

Before she could finish, Qing Xuan made a shushing gesture and corrected her with a serious face.

"How many times have I told you? Call me Qing Xuan, not Little Gourd Vine. Otherwise, I'll show you just how little I am."

Nuwa blinked at Qing Xuan, then stuck out her tongue before continuing, "Little Gourd Vine..."

Qing Xuan was speechless, a face full of black lines. He had tried countless times to correct Nuwa's address, but it always ended like this.

Seeing Qing Xuan's look of utter despair, Nuwa felt delighted. She went on directly.

"I never expected this Purple-Black Gourd to convert Chaos Gale into Innate Spiritual Qi. Doesn't that mean with this gourd, anywhere can be a Top-grade Blessed Land?"

By now, Qing Xuan also recalled that later generations said the Purple-Black Gourd never matured because it was too heaven-defying.

Thus, it was rejected by the Heavenly Dao, not even given a chance to mature, withering away directly.

Qing Xuan muttered to himself, "If I used this Purple-Black Gourd as the array eye and set up a Conversion Great Array at the border between the Primordial World and Chaos, what do you think would happen?"

Nuwa pondered for a moment, then said, "Are you thinking that would give the Primordial World an endless supply of Innate Spiritual Qi?"

"But that's just wishful thinking. This Purple-Black Gourd is too small; the Chaos Gale it can convert is very limited."

Qing Xuan almost instinctively ignored her words. Right now, the gourd's throughput was limited, and its impact on the Primordial World was minimal.

But what about the Dharma-Ending Era? With this Innate Spiritual Qi alone, it could preserve the Human Race's path of cultivation, preventing it from being cut off by spiritual qi depletion.

Of course, Qing Xuan wouldn't argue with Nuwa about this. To the Primordial Beings of today, the Dharma-Ending Era was practically a joke.

He nodded perfunctorily and continued deeper into the space. Before long, they reached the end.

At the end of the space, there was no special display. Only a golden, irregular giant pillar stood there.

Qing Xuan examined it closely and found that the golden irregular giant pillar resembled a human spine. The two gaps above and below were like the joints between vertebrae.

This immediately sparked a bold guess in Qing Xuan's mind. He said directly to Nuwa, "They say Buzhou Mountain was formed from Pangu's spine. Do you think what we're seeing now could be one of Pangu's thoracic vertebrae?"

Nuwa looked it over curiously, even reaching out to pinch Qing Xuan's back, then nodded at him.

"When Primordial Beings undergo form transformation, the most perfect form is the Innate Dao Body. And the Innate Dao Body is modeled after Pangu's appearance."

"I just felt your thoracic vertebra, and it matches the shape we see here. So I'm sure this should be one of Pangu's thoracic vertebrae."

Now Qing Xuan understood why Nuwa had pinched his back earlier. He inexplicably reached out and pinched Nuwa's back in return.

Then he said with an air of certainty, "It really is the same. Looks like we weren't wrong..."

Before Qing Xuan could finish, he felt a slap on the back of his head from Nuwa, and he was sent stumbling forward uncontrollably.

"You little gourd vine, I can touch you, but can you touch me? If I don't hit you, you won't learn your lesson."

Just as Nuwa was fuming, Qing Xuan's forehead had already slammed directly into the golden thoracic vertebra.

What Qing Xuan hadn't expected was that the thoracic vertebra was incredibly sharp. With just a light bump, his head had been cut open.

Blood instantly gushed from the wound on his forehead, flowing onto the golden thoracic vertebra, where it was rapidly absorbed.

Nuwa hadn't expected that a light slap from her would cause Qing Xuan such serious injury. She quickly pulled him over and used Creation Power to heal his wound.

"How can you be so fragile? I didn't even use that much force," Nuwa muttered softly as she smoothed over Qing Xuan's injury.

But right now, Qing Xuan's attention wasn't on Nuwa at all. Instead, his eyes were fixed intently on the golden thoracic vertebra before him.

"Could I really have stumbled upon it?"