When heaven and earth had first opened, innate spiritual energy had naturally been extraordinarily abundant. In such an environment, even a pig could cultivate into an immortal, just like Zhu Bajie of later generations.
Only now did Mu Jizi truly understand why the saying "Heavenly Immortals were less than dogs, and Golden Immortals walked everywhere" had circulated through the ancient Primordial Wilderness.
Wasn't that so? In an environment like this, a dog could rely on instinct and exert a little effort to surpass the Heavenly Immortal realm, let alone other creatures.
Mu Jizi pushed the Wood Spirit Art to its limits, drawing streams of pure innate spiritual energy into his body and refining them into immortal power to replenish his Primordial Spirit!
"Whoosh, whoosh~~~~"
Streams of immortal power washed over his Primordial Spirit, and waves of comfort stirred his heart.
Gradually, Mu Jizi entered an inexplicable state. Endless green light surrounded him, as though he had returned to the breath of the womb. He needed to think of nothing and simply let his body transform on its own!
At that moment, above the Northern Dark Sea, the sky suddenly changed color. Fierce winds rose in gusts, and streams of innate spiritual energy swept in like wild horses breaking free of their reins, finally gathering around a lonely little island.
The island was surrounded by sea on all sides. At its center stood a tree over a hundred meters tall, thrusting straight into the heavens. A Roc perched in its branches cried out loudly, seeming inexplicably excited!
The dense innate spiritual energy compressed to the utmost, thick as rainwater, before all of it rushed into the great tree's body.
Like a bottomless pit, the tree swallowed however much innate spiritual energy came its way. In an instant, a massive vortex appeared with the tree at its center.
That vortex was formed entirely from dense droplets of spiritual energy, and its suction was countless times stronger than the natural forces that arose in the sea.
Yet despite this, the Roc on the tree paid it no heed. It screeched in wild excitement as it transformed into a fish and swam through the spiritual liquid.
Wherever it swam, streams of spiritual liquid were somehow drawn directly into its body.
Suddenly—
Whoosh!
The fish leaped up and transformed into a Peng. It spread its wings and soared straight into the sky, then changed again. The heavens abruptly darkened as a gigantic Roc stretching for tens of thousands of li appeared.
The Roc opened its enormous beak and inhaled sharply, sucking in nearly half the spiritual liquid surrounding the great tree in an instant.
In the Northern Dark there was a fish named Kun. Its size was unknown, stretching thousands of li; when it transformed into a bird, it was called Peng. The Peng's back stretched for thousands of li, and when it flew in fury, its wings were like clouds hanging from the sky!
This tiny spirit beast resting upon Mu Jizi's true body was actually Patriarch Kunpeng, the famed great deity of the Primordial Wilderness in later ages. If Mu Jizi had awakened at this moment, his jaw would likely have dropped to the ground in shock!
"Burp!"
Kunpeng narrowed his eyes after letting out a full belch. His body instantly shrank by ten thousand zhang, and he dove down to land on the great tree. With his eyes closed and his beak tucked beneath his wing, he fell asleep!
Strangely enough, the instant Kunpeng fell asleep, a curtain of light descended from above his head. Rays of light enveloped him, preventing even a single drop from the spiritual liquid vortex from splashing onto him!
The innate spiritual energy continued to gather, though no longer with the fierce momentum from before. Like a surging river that flowed without end, the streams of innate spiritual energy seemed to possess intelligence as they were gradually drawn into the nanmu tree.
Gradually, the nanmu tree seemed to feel that its true body was too small to contain so much innate spiritual liquid.
All at once, it underwent nine transformations a day, growing one zhang taller by day and one chi thicker by night.
No one knew how long this continued. Its trunk pierced the clouds, growing to the very limit before it finally slowed to a halt.
Just then, suddenly—
Whoosh!
The nanmu tree shrank down from the clouds. In an instant, it had contracted to merely several dozen zhang in height!
The nanmu tree shook its trunk, and the spiritual liquid surrounding it dripped onto the ground. In the blink of an eye, the barren island stretching several li, which the nanmu tree had previously forced apart, gathered together once more.
Then greenery surged everywhere. Unknown flowers bloomed in an instant, while clumps of grass and forests burst from the earth!
"Peak Primordial Unity Golden Immortal!" After a ripple of movement, Mu Jizi's young face appeared on the tree trunk once again. Sensing his own cultivation, he could not help but stare blankly! Even throughout the entire Primordial Wilderness, his current cultivation could be considered upper-middle tier!
"Three thousand years—just three thousand years—and my cultivation has risen from Earth Immortal, crossing ten great realms in succession, to reach the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Dao Fruit. This... this is truly unbelievable!"
Even now, Mu Jizi could scarcely believe it. Though in his previous life he had been praised by the cultivation world as a genius seen only once in a thousand years, he had never imagined that he could reach the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm in merely three thousand years.
"Big Brother~~~~"
Just as Mu Jizi was stunned, a voice suddenly echoed in his heart.
"Hm? Who is it?" Mu Jizi's expression changed at once. Branches and leaves all over his body swayed as vast divine sense spread outward from him!
"Big Brother, it's me!"
The voice sounded again. Mu Jizi, now fully awake, froze once more. His divine sense swept over the Roc perched upon his true body like a gentle breeze, and he transmitted in disbelief, "You... you've developed spiritual intelligence?"
"Caw~~~" With a cry, an excited voice came again. "That's right! Big Brother, I cultivated according to the method you left in my mind. I developed spiritual intelligence more than two thousand years ago. Now my cultivation has even reached the peak Golden Immortal realm!"
"Oh?" Mu Jizi was astonished. Three thousand years ago, this tiny spirit beast had only known how to breathe in and out spiritual energy by instinct.
Who would have thought that because of his unintentional act, it had not only developed spiritual intelligence, but its cultivation had also reached the peak Golden Immortal realm? If such cultivation speed were placed in later generations, it would absolutely scare a vast number of cultivators to death!
"As expected of a spirit beast born when heaven and earth first opened. This cultivation speed is simply horrifying!"
After a brief sigh, Mu Jizi smiled. "Hehe, not bad. At this rate, attaining the Zenith Heaven Dao Fruit is truly just around the corner!"
Hearing that, Kunpeng pursed his beak in disdain. "Daluo Golden Immortal? Big Brother, would you be satisfied with merely becoming a Daluo Golden Immortal? My goal is the Primordial Chaos Saint!"
"Hm? A Primordial Chaos Saint?" Mu Jizi felt ashamed. Since transmigrating until now, his goal had only been to cultivate to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm and roam freely between heaven and earth. When had he ever considered becoming a lofty Primordial Chaos Saint?
It seems the spirit beast I casually enlightened is not so simple after all! Mu Jizi was slightly puzzled.
Wasn't that so? Could Patriarch Kunpeng, the famed great deity of the Primordial Wilderness and teacher of the Demon Race in later generations, possibly be simple?
Yet Mu Jizi clearly still did not know that the Kunpeng Demon Master, whose name would shake later generations, was this tiny Peng bird perched upon his true body! If he knew, he would likely leap up in shock!
With a great deity who had once occupied a seat of Sagehood in the Purple Cloud Palace as his little brother, how could his own Sagehood possibly slip away?
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