Countless ages ago, the land of the Primordial Wilderness had yet to shatter, and the Primordial World was still the sacred land of all races across the heavens. It was the place every cultivator longed to reach.
Yellow Springs was a river flowing beyond the land of the Primordial Wilderness. Every living being, whether entering or leaving that land, had to undergo its cleansing.
Of course, nothing in the world was absolute. Above Yellow Springs stood the Jade Bridge, which allowed the weakest souls to travel between the Primordial Wilderness and the outside world.
These so-called weakest souls were nothing more than souls, possessing no other value. Things that lacked even self-awareness could easily cross the Jade Bridge.
Living beings could, of course, disguise themselves as unconscious to gain a chance to step onto the Jade Bridge. But the bridge was far from peaceful, and beings with self-awareness found it difficult to remain calm through its trials. The instant they lost their composure, they would fall from the bridge.
Steady Butterflies were, as their name suggested, the most stable beings in all the worlds across the heavens. Thanks to that steadiness alone, the Steady Butterfly Clan was the only race that could freely enter and leave the Primordial Wilderness.
Jin Nanjiang was practicing the Butterfly Palm. It was widely recognized as the best cultivation method for practitioners of the auxiliary cultivation path. To those supreme powerhouses, achievements on that path gained through mere pill-refining or artifact-forging formulas meant nothing. Only cultivators capable of maintaining true steadiness qualified as genuine masters of the auxiliary cultivation path.
Zheng Fan naturally saw much more. Jin Nanjiang merely felt that the auxiliary cultivation path suited her, but in his eyes, if she practiced the Bow Technique or pursued something like magic, she could reach