Reborn in the Primordial World: The Green Willow
Chapter 35

Innate Demon God

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Thanks to "Blood-Weeping Baxia" for the reward. A celebration cloud appeared above Yuan Tian's head, and the Xuanchen Cauldron shot straight into it, hanging within the halo behind his head. The Xuanchen Cauldron quietly rested within Yuan Tian's celebration cloud. A chart and a book flickered in and out of sight within it—the Great Dao Secret Record and the Chaos Star Chart. A pair of scissors also drifted endlessly through the cloud. At times, they manifested as ferocious golden dragons, roaring without cease; at other times, only the golden scissors could be seen, wrapped in cloud qi and surrounded by waves of auspicious radiance. They were the Golden Dragon Scissors. All of this added endless mystery to Yuan Tian's celebration cloud.

After putting away the Xuanchen Cauldron, Yuan Tian once again invoked the divine ability Five-Elements Heaven-Seizing Hand, gathering up all the unused medicinal ingredients around him. Although there were not many ingredients left, he could not waste them. Waste was shameful. He could be shameless, but he could not waste anything. Let us all despise Yuan Tian's shameless theory.

After storing away everything that needed to be stored, Yuan Tian set up several warning and defensive formations around himself, lest something unexpected happen while he sorted through the contents of his mind. Safety came first in all things. Once everything was ready, Yuan Tian prepared to begin his secluded cultivation right there.

At this moment, Yuan Tian's mind continuously replayed his more than twenty thousand years of alchemy as though it were a film. Every detail seemed to have been recorded by a camera, so clear and vivid that Woyou could not help sighing once more. The memories of immortals truly were extraordinary. Why did he not have such a good memory?

Yuan Tian constantly sorted through his memories of alchemy and studied the alchemical knowledge in his mind. He summarized his successes and failures alike—why he had succeeded, why he had failed—and reflected on every little gain and loss.

A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye, slipping away while Yuan Tian "rested and reorganized." During this period, Yuan Tian thoroughly consolidated his insights and even cast off the old to bring forth the new, advancing another step along the path of alchemy. At Yuan Tian's current level, every additional shred of comprehension counted as a tremendous step forward, because each insight was now extremely difficult to obtain. Yet once he gained one, the harvest was enormous. That was precisely Yuan Tian's situation now. This time, his gains had been immense. Yuan Tian believed that, with his current level, refining a fourth-turn Golden Core would pose no problem at all. Unfortunately, he no longer had any medicinal ingredients suitable for refining fourth-turn Golden Cores. Woyou could practically foresee the poor Primordial Continent soon facing the fate of being scraped three feet down from the heavens once again. Let us observe a moment of silence for the Primordial Continent, which bravely offered itself up.

His alchemy career would probably have to come to a temporary end. Yuan Tian also had to say goodbye to this small mountain where he had stayed for nearly thirty thousand years. He was preparing to once again embark upon a journey of experience through the Primordial Wilderness. He could not keep staying on this little mountain forever. It was time for him to "leave the mountain."

Spending every day alone in the mountains had unknowingly given Yuan Tian a feeling of being cut off from the world. Although Yuan Tian had things to do—alchemy, for instance—this feeling would still creep in during his spare time. He had felt this way before taking human form as well, but after transforming, he had often wandered outside. He had never cultivated peacefully, nor had he stayed in one place for so long. Now that he had suddenly spent such a long time on this small mountain because of alchemy, Yuan Tian truly found it somewhat difficult to adapt.

Now things were better. Yuan Tian was about to leave the mountain. He was almost ready to complain about the Primordial Wilderness. Why was this damned Primordial Wilderness so huge? Not only did he usually never see any beauties, he had not seen a single woman even now. Men were slightly better; every so often, he could still run into one or two. Even if he was a shut-in, he could not endure this! Yuan Tian began missing his life in his previous world. Although he had been a shut-in back then, at least there had been a whole bunch of online friends. Whenever he had nothing to do, they could chat together and shoot the breeze. Humans were social creatures, after all. Was he supposed to become some kind of mountain hermit now?

However, Yuan Tian would soon meet "humans" again.

However, his luck never seemed all that good. This time, he probably would not encounter any beauties either. After bidding farewell to the small mountain that had sheltered him for nearly thirty thousand years, Yuan Tian once more rode a cloud of auspicious qi as he traveled and sought experience. That day, a man appeared ahead of him—a man carrying a saber on his back. The fellow was at least two meters tall, even more Arnold than Arnold Schwarzenegger. His muscles absolutely surpassed every bodybuilding champion from Yuan Tian's previous world, and he was even more "well-endowed" than Yuan Tian's former underling. Yuan Tian could not help wondering whether the Primordial Wilderness truly specialized in producing muscle men.

When Yuan Tian saw this muscle man, he could not help frowning. It could not be helped. Sha Qi and killing intent surged from the fellow's body straight into the heavens. He was absolutely a star of slaughter and balefulness. Yuan Tian had no choice but to frown. He had to consider why this fellow had appeared here. Did it have something to do with him, or did it not?

If it had nothing to do with him, then things would be easy. The broad road led toward heaven, and each could walk his own side. Well water did not offend river water. You were well, I was well, everyone was well. They did not even need to exchange greetings. They could simply go their separate ways.

But if he had come looking for trouble, Yuan Tian would have to be careful. In Yuan Tian's eyes, the fellow before him had definitely reached the realm of a Zenith Heaven True Immortal. Combined with the Sha Qi and killing intent covering his body, if battle broke out, he would likely weaken his opponent by thirty percent before they even fought. It would certainly also enhance his own combat power. With one side rising as the other fell, this fellow definitely possessed the strength to fight a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. If that Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal lacked combat experience, he might even be slain by this fellow.

Unfortunately, although their protagonist Yuan Tian also possessed the combat strength of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, he belonged to the type with little combat experience. If Yuan Tian fought him, there was a fifty-percent chance that he would meet a miserable end. The other fifty percent was somewhat better: he would defeat or even kill the fellow before him.

"Transformed from an innate spiritual root?" While Yuan Tian was still letting his thoughts run wild, the muscle man ahead of him had already spoken. His tone did not sound very friendly. It seemed he did not take Yuan Tian seriously at all. He was even speaking with his back turned to Yuan Tian, as though he utterly disdained him. His words also made it seem as though he had long known Yuan Tian was coming. Of course, it was only natural that he knew. If experts like them allowed someone to approach without noticing, they would probably have died long ago and never lived to the present. Besides, Yuan Tian's cultivation was not higher than this fellow's. This fellow was exceedingly confident in his own strength. He believed that throughout the Primordial Wilderness, only experts at the Primordial Loose Immortal realm—that is, Quasi-Sages—and above could defeat him. Below the Primordial Loose Immortal realm, no one was his match, not even Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals. All of his confidence came from his own strength and his identity as a top-tier innate demon god.

"Who are you?" Yuan Tian was not provoked by the muscle man's unfriendly tone. After all, he had not cultivated for billions of years in vain. How could a single sentence from someone else anger him? If that were enough to anger him, then where had all those years of self-cultivation and tempering gone?

"Me? I am the innate demon god—Po Hun!" The muscle man—no, Po Hun—did not care that Yuan Tian had not answered his question. To him, it was already certain that Yuan Tian had transformed from an innate spiritual root. His earlier question had merely been a habit formed over countless years. As for whether Yuan Tian answered or not, he did not care in the slightest. Still, Po Hun was quite happy to tell others his identity. After all, if he was going to kill someone, he should at least let them die with understanding. That was called leaving one's name behind even when doing a "good deed."

It seemed that, in Po Hun's eyes, Yuan Tian was already a dead man. He now wanted to play a game of "cat catching mouse." Would reality unfold as he imagined? We could more or less guess the answer, could we not?

"Innate demon god?" Yuan Tian had not expected to encounter an innate demon god here. It could not help reminding him of the accounts in his inheritance and the memories from his previous world.

Before Pangu opened the heavens, there were three thousand Primordial Chaos Demon Gods within Primordial Chaos. Every Primordial Chaos Demon God possessed vast divine abilities and heaven-reaching magic power. Each was a favored child of heaven. Unfortunately, opening the heavens was itself a tribulation. During the great tribulation of opening the heavens, the overwhelming majority of Primordial Chaos Demon Gods were utterly reduced to ashes. Although a small number did not completely perish, nearly all were gravely injured. Some of those gravely wounded demon gods fled into the depths of Primordial Chaos, beginning countless years of recuperation. Others were unwilling to continue living within Primordial Chaos, where there was nothing but chaotic qi, so they reincarnated in the Primordial Wilderness. Unfortunately, because they had suffered grave injuries, most reincarnated demon gods could not preserve their Primordial Chaos Demon God inheritances. For example, after the Primordial Chaos Demon God Star reincarnated, he never regained his Primordial Chaos Demon God inheritance, and Yuan Tian had been lucky enough to obtain it instead. There were also a very few who recovered their Primordial Chaos Demon God inheritances after reincarnation, such as Devil Ancestor Luohou.

After Pangu opened the heavens and the Primordial Wilderness was born, the three thousand Primordial Chaos Demon Gods were injured and killed during the opening of the heavens. In response to fate, the Primordial Wilderness gave rise to another nine thousand innate demon gods. However, these nine thousand innate demon gods were not born at the same time. Some were early, some late. The early ones might be able to transform shortly after the heavens were opened, while the late ones might have to wait several great kalpas before they could take form. No one could say for certain.

Do not think that nine thousand innate demon gods was a large number. In truth, it was a very small number. Consider that over several great kalpas, the Primordial Wilderness possessed no fewer than tens of trillions of living beings. Looking at that ratio, not even one innate demon god might appear among a billion living beings of the Primordial Wilderness. Moreover, the number of innate demon gods was fixed. The total number of innate demon gods who had died and those still alive could never exceed nine thousand. In other words, even the dead were counted among those nine thousand innate demon gods. One truly vanished with every death. They were absolutely a "limited edition."

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