Primordial Spirit Formation Refinement, Miss Pingxin

"Kunpeng, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Minghe were all involved, weren't they? Besides, Master once said that Hongyun's death was far from simple." Wudang Holy Mother sighed.

Chen Yang's expression turned grave. His eyes flickered as he fell silent.

Chen Yang had not known Hongyun for long, only a few thousand years.

Yet in those few thousand years, Hongyun had been an exemplary elder. He had taught Chen Yang many divine abilities and aided his cultivation. Chen Yang deeply respected such an elder. That was why he had secretly warned Hongyun long ago not to take risks.

However, Chen Yang had ultimately been only a junior back then. He could not influence Hongyun's decisions. Who would have thought that their parting at Five Villages Temple would become eternal?

Chen Yang's eyes flickered before he finally asked, "Senior Hongyun was extremely powerful, and his escape techniques were unmatched. Didn't he leave behind a remnant soul or something?"

"No. Senior Hongyun was besieged and had no chance to escape." Wudang Holy Mother sighed as well.

Chen Yang nodded at that, not knowing what else to say.

Seeing this, Wudang Holy Mother did not say much more. She merely said, "All right, your aunt-master will not say too much. Think over the rest yourself. Also, I am about to return to the Jie Sect. You will be safe staying among the Human Clan, so remember not to wander about recklessly."

"Rest assured, Aunt-Master. I know my limits." Chen Yang said solemnly.

Wudang Holy Mother nodded and, without another word, flew away.

Chen Yang closed his eyes and mourned quietly for a moment. "Demon Clan, it seems our hatred has grown a little deeper."

As Chen Yang pondered, his hatred for the Demon Clan grew ever deeper. He had personally experienced the Demon Clan's slaughter of the Human Clan. His hatred for them had long since seeped into his very bones.

Over the years, Chen Yang had cultivated diligently partly because he wished to take revenge.

Now that Senior Hongyun had been killed, the hatred in Chen Yang's heart deepened further.

New hatred and old grievances left Chen Yang's resentment toward the Demon Clan with nowhere to go.

Chen Yang clenched his fists. "In the end, I'm still not strong enough..."

Although Chen Yang had seemingly entered Immortal Great Unity, compared to the true powerhouses of the Primordial World, he was still far too weak.

It was far too difficult to catch up to the great powers of the Primordial World in a short time.

Chen Yang's eyes flickered before he said resolutely, "If I want to catch up to those great powers, I can only take risks. I can only gamble my life on formations. The Daluo Realm may be my hope."

A trace of madness appeared in Chen Yang's eyes. The burning flame of wisdom gave rise to a frenzied idea within him.

Chen Yang entered seclusion once more. He took out brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, deducing the Earth-Fire-Wind-Water Formation to enhance his wisdom.

He brought out the Human Pool and used divine abilities to gather the wisdom of the Human Clan.

Under that wisdom, Chen Yang seemed to become a prophet. Endless inspiration and countless pieces of knowledge spread through his mind, giving rise to innumerable thoughts.

[You comprehend yourself and gain insight into the Body-Forged Formation method. Having gained an understanding in your heart, you intend to create the Primordial Spirit Formation Refinement method.]

[You...]

In the blink of an eye, several hundred more years passed.

With the enhancement of wisdom, Chen Yang refined himself and comprehended many marvelous methods.

However, the time had ultimately not yet come.

Chen Yang emerged from his place of seclusion, intending to rest for a while.

As he entered the tribe, Sui Qing followed obediently behind him. Along the way, they encountered many members of the Human Clan, all of whom looked at Chen Yang with respect.

Chen Yang was now the teacher of the Human Clan. Within the various tribes, aside from worshipping the Suiren Clan and the others, they also worshipped Chen Yang.

Chen Yang looked at the tribe, which had expanded more than tenfold, at the bustling people, and at the many improvements to their lives. He was quite satisfied.

Suddenly, upon reaching a certain place, he heard the clear sound of children reading aloud from within. "Heaven and Earth, dark and yellow; the universe, vast and ancient..."

Chen Yang stopped and looked toward the place where they were reading. Many children held books as they studied, while a woman dressed in apricot-yellow robes held a book and taught them.

The woman was exceedingly beautiful. Her yellow robe and white garments were pristine, like a jade branch growing amid green mountains and clear waters, absorbing all the essence of Heaven and Earth. She was also like beautiful jade from Kunlun, fallen in a corner of the southeast, radiating a faint, resplendent glow.

Chen Yang observed such beauty briefly but did not pay it much mind. After all, the Primordial World was rich in spiritual energy, and every woman was exceptionally beautiful. In comparison, it was the woman's temperament that drew admiration.

Aside from her temperament, the sight of the youths reading aloud made Chen Yang feel as though he had returned to an ancient schoolhouse.

Sui Qing walked over and could not help saying, "Uncle Chen Yang... nowadays, every newborn child in the tribe has their marrow cleansed with water from the Human Pool. Then, once they are a little older, dedicated people teach them to read and write."

"Mm, you have done well. Also, what is the matter with that woman? She does not seem to be of the Human Clan..." Chen Yang thought briefly as he looked at her, inexplicably sensing something unusual.

Sui Qing was startled. "Not of the Human Clan? Could she be from the Demon Clan? Then, Uncle Chen Yang, we should first..."

"That woman is neither of the Human Clan nor the Demon Clan. I cannot see through her, so do not act rashly. By the way, how did she come to the tribe?" Chen Yang asked gravely.

"Uncle Chen Yang... you may not know this, but many tribes among the Human Clan now know that the teacher of the Human Clan comes from our tribe. Thus, people from other tribes often come to visit, and over time, many outsiders from the Human Clan began arriving. This woman was the same. She seemed to be someone from the Human Clan seeking knowledge and came to our tribe. Later, she did not leave. Instead, she chose to stay and teach the children to read and write. But who would have thought that she was not of the Human Clan!" Sui Qing said angrily.

"All right, there is no need to dwell on her race. As long as she is not from the Demon Clan, that is enough. What is this woman called?" Chen Yang asked curiously.

"Pingxin. She said her name was Pingxin!" Sui Qing answered directly.

"Pingxin, Pingxin... Could it be..." Chen Yang murmured softly, as though he had thought of something.

Chen Yang pondered without saying more. He looked at the woman again as though gazing into a mist.

Ever since Chen Yang had obtained the Human Pool, he had been able to clearly distinguish whether someone belonged to the Human Clan. During his journey to spread written language, he had passed through many tribes and discovered many races other than the Human Clan.

Among them, he did not care much about many independent cultivators, while some Demon Clan members had been killed by Chen Yang.

Yet the instant he saw the woman before him, Chen Yang knew she was not of the Human Clan. He simply did not know what race she was. But upon hearing that her name was Pingxin, he could not help recalling a certain woman.

Chen Yang fell silent for a moment. "Her name is Pingxin... Could she be her? That seems impossible."

Chen Yang was puzzled, and Sui Qing was puzzled as well. "Uncle Chen Yang... is there something wrong with that woman?"

"No, nothing is wrong. All right, you need not ask further about this matter. I will handle the rest." Chen Yang said.

Sui Qing nodded and did not dare ask more.

At night, Pingxin came to a place within the tribe and gazed at the night sky and the endless stars.

Chen Yang walked over, looked at Pingxin, and offered a slight salute. "Chen Yang, disciple of the Jie Sect, greets Ancestor Shaman Houtu."

Pingxin did not deny it, nor did she admit it. Instead, she looked at Chen Yang. "Among the Human Clan, there is only Pingxin. There is no Houtu."

Chen Yang was slightly stunned and could not help saying, "I was merely guessing. I did not expect it to be true. However, if there is only Pingxin among the Human Clan, then good. Good... May I ask why Lady Pingxin has come to the Human Clan?"

"Teacher of the Human Clan... there is no need for you to be nervous. I bear no ill intent in coming to the Human Clan. On the contrary, I find the Human Clan quite wonderful." Pingxin smiled faintly.

Chen Yang felt somewhat awkward and did not know what to say.

One of the Twelve Ancestor Shamans, Houtu, had come to the Human Clan for no reason and was even teaching Human Clan children to read and write. No matter how he thought about it, it was strange.

Chen Yang was slightly embarrassed. "Just call me Chen Yang. I..."

"Chen Yang? That is fine. Then call me Pingxin. Also, I truly mean no harm by coming to the Human Clan. I am merely comprehending reincarnation." Pingxin said casually.

"Comprehending reincarnation? Could it be the Great Path of Reincarnation?" Chen Yang asked in surprise.

Pingxin remained casual. Her beautiful and tranquil face seemed to carry a trace of compassion. "Yes. After the Human Clan migrated to the Eastern Sea Coast, I came among them to observe. I watched the Human Clan grow old, fall ill, and die. I watched them bear descendants and multiply generation after generation. I comprehended the wonders of reincarnation and lamented the changes of the Human Clan."

A trace of gravity appeared on Chen Yang's face. "Isn't it said that you are the Ancestor Shaman of Earth and cultivate the Great Path of Earth? Why have you now turned to the Great Path of Reincarnation?"