Return to the Primordial World

Jia Yuanchun did not look for another suitor for Liu Jiaying.

A month later, Liu Jiaying received her rites at a famous Taoist temple in the capital, officially becoming a Taoist nun.

However, she still lived in the Liu Mansion, practicing her cultivation at home.

Outside of her cultivation time, she spent most of her days keeping Jia Yuanchun company.

In this way, several decades passed.

Liu Zhong and Jia Yuanchun passed away one after the other.

Liu Jiaying did not let the passing of Liu Zhong shake her resolve in cultivation.

In her heart, Liu Zhong was a transmigrator expert who had likely left this world for another, rather than it being a case of cultivation failing to grant longevity.

After all, she had personally experienced the increase in her own lifespan after beginning her cultivation.

She was now at the Golden Core stage, and her lifespan had already extended to five hundred years.

Liu Zhong's strength was far greater than hers; if he had wanted to, he could have lived in this world for a very long time.

It must have been that he no longer wished to stay in this world, which was why he had left.

And she, too, should be leaving soon.

She did not want to keep using makeup to hide her youthful true appearance.

Thus, on a bright and breezy day, the great-aunt of the Liu Family left the Liu Mansion, drifting away into the distance, her immortal trail fading into obscurity.

Liu Zhong opened his eyes; only a few decades had passed in the Primordial World.

The sermon in Zixiao Palace was still ongoing, and Jin Ao was still fast asleep.

Liu Zhong let out a yawn; he wanted to sleep too.

A young girl with a beautiful, refined appearance stepped across the water toward them. She did not greet Liu Zhong but instead woke the sleeping Jin Ao.

The girl and Jin Ao communicated through divine sense, so Liu Zhong could not know what they were saying.

Once the girl had left, Liu Zhong asked Jin Ao about her background.

Jin Ao: "That is a junior from my clan. Her talent for cultivation is excellent, and unlike the laziness of our kin, this child is extremely diligent. Her current cultivation level is almost catching up to mine."

Liu Zhong: "I can tell. She can already take human form, while you haven't even touched the edge of transformation."

"That is because my bloodline is purer than hers, making it harder to transform," Jin Ao argued.

Liu Zhong: "What is the name of this junior of yours?"

Jin Ao: "Her name is Gui Ling."

Liu Zhong: "What?"

Could it be Our Lady of the Turtle Spirit?

One of the four direct disciples of Tongtian Jiaozhu?

The most unlucky one?

Liu Zhong couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look at Jin Ao.

Their entire clan was quite unlucky, it seemed.

Jin Ao: "Do you know Gui Ling?"

Liu Zhong: "No, I don't. I just think that name sounds better than yours."

Jin Ao: "My name sounds good too."

Liu Zhong: "Heh."

The two chatted for a while about meaningless trifles before Jin Ao fell back into a deep sleep.

Liu Zhong began to absorb the essence of heaven and earth to cultivate.

This session of cultivation lasted another hundred years.

Liu Zhong was awakened from his practice by a disturbance; he saw a man with exceptionally long legs running past.

The man passed by him and ran toward the distance, his figure vanishing in an instant, a testament to how fast he was.

A few days later, the man ran past him again.

A few days after that, he ran past once more.

And again...

Liu Zhong couldn't help but speak up: "What are you doing?"

Hearing Liu Zhong's voice, the man stopped, looked around in confusion, and fixed his gaze on the willow tree.

"Was that you talking to me?"

"It was. What are you doing?"

"I am running to train my speed."

"Huh?"

Could the Primordial World have connected with Mount Olympus?

The man said, "I like running, I like speed, I like the feeling of the wind blowing on my face while I run."

"Oh, is that your personal hobby? That's quite nice."

Liu Zhong expressed his understanding.

Who doesn't have a personal hobby!

"What is your name?" Liu Zhong was very interested in this person.

"My name is Kuafu." Kuafu answered Liu Zhong's question and then asked him in return, "Do you have a name?"

"Of course." Liu Zhong replied, "My name is Liu Zhong."

"Liu Zhong, I need to continue my training, so I won't keep you company anymore." After saying this, Kuafu strode out with his long legs and continued his run.

Liu Zhong watched Kuafu's retreating figure with envy.

When would he be able to grow two legs? Forget about running; even just being able to walk around would be enough!

After that, Liu Zhong grew accustomed to Kuafu passing by every few days for his runs. He stopped focusing his attention on Kuafu and continued to inhale and exhale the primordial energy of heaven and earth, focusing on his cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred years passed, and Liu Zhong opened his eyes.

Jin Ao was still in a deep sleep, and Kuafu had stopped coming by decades ago.

Apart from the fish and birds that had not yet gained sentience, there wasn't a single soul around for him to talk to.

Liu Zhong yawned, suddenly remembering that he had two items in his space that he had brought back from the Red Chamber world.

He quickly opened his space and took out the bronze mirror first.

The primordial energy of the Primordial World washed over the bronze mirror, slowly improving its quality.

Liu Zhong was delighted; this thing could actually upgrade itself.

Not bad, not bad at all.

Liu Zhong placed the bronze mirror beneath his roots, wrapping them around it to let it automatically absorb the primordial energy, waiting for it to slowly upgrade.

Time in the Primordial World was vast, and Liu Zhong didn't care how much of it passed.

He only kept a constant watch to ensure the bronze mirror wouldn't develop a spirit again.

Liu Zhong then took out the second item: the Heaven-Mending Stone from the Red Chamber world.

To Liu Zhong's surprise, the moment he took the item out, the sky changed.

A bolt of Zixiao Divine Thunder struck straight down toward the Heaven-Mending Stone.

Liu Zhong was shocked.

The Heaven-Mending Stone possessed merit, so why would it be struck by the Heavenly Dao?

The moment the lightning hit the stone, Liu Zhong realized why.

In the Primordial World, Nuwa had not yet become a god.

The Wu Race and the Demon Race had not yet fought their final battle, Mount Buzhou had not yet collapsed, the world was still intact, and Nuwa had not yet mended the heavens.

Yet, a Heaven-Mending Stone had suddenly appeared; wasn't this a bug?

The Heavenly Dao naturally wanted to eliminate the bug.

He hadn't understood this before, and as a result, he had been struck by the lightning along with it.

Although he was only caught in the aftermath, the power of the Zixiao Divine Thunder was immense, and even just a tiny bit of it left him severely injured.

The Heaven-Mending Stone vanished into smoke within the divine thunder, and Liu Zhong's consciousness sank into darkness.

His innate skill activated automatically, sending his soul out of the Primordial World to recuperate in another world.

Thus, on Wudang Mountain in a martial arts world, a boy named Song Qingshu was born.

Liu Zhong blinked his eyes in confusion.

Had he transmigrated and been reborn?

Could it be that as a member of the team that developed the antidote for the zombie virus in his previous life, he had gained merit, allowing him the chance to transmigrate and be reborn?

That would be fantastic!

In an ancient world, vegetables and grains were not polluted, and various animals, poultry, and livestock had not mutated; he could enjoy delicious food to his heart's content.

This alone was enough to satisfy Liu Zhong.

He blew a bubble, closed his eyes, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Naturally, he did not notice that his body seemed to be consciously and automatically digesting the innate energy he had brought with him from the womb.

Even less could he discover that his body was working hard to absorb the extremely scarce spiritual energy in the air.