Beside the pool.
"Congratulations, host, on saving the qilin. You have obtained the High-Level Breathing Technique and a thousandfold cultivation speed."
A vast flood of memories poured into Mu Chen's mind.
Once he had fully mastered them, he heard:
"Host has learned the High-Level Breathing Technique. Please choose." "First: fish for ten thousand years to obtain one opportunity to choose a race of the Primordial World." "Second: join the Great Dragon-Han Tribulation and change the course of the war to gain the favor of the Heavenly Dao's providence."
Mu Chen did not hesitate.
"Option one!"
Never mind the favor of the Heavenly Dao's providence.
That was all empty talk.
He was so weak. Once someone set their sights on him...
He would probably be killed by those mighty beings the moment he took a single step out of the sea of clouds.
Mu Chen had already decided.
From now on, he would set himself a small goal.
First, lie low until he became a Sage!
The next moment, the system's voice rang out again.
"Host, please choose the race of your physical body. "One: Dragon Clan." "Two: Phoenix Race." "Three: Qilin Race." "Four: Human Race [available after Nuwa Creates Humans; allows you to escape the Heavenly Dao's prying eyes]."
Looking at the four options before him,
Mu Chen sank into thought.
The physical bodies of the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Race, and Qilin Race were all incredibly badass. Otherwise, they would not have become the protagonists of heaven and earth at this time.
Under ordinary circumstances, Mu Chen would definitely have chosen one of them.
After all, the Human Race's physical bodies were pitifully weak compared to theirs.
But when he learned that choosing the Human Race would let him evade the Heavenly Dao's prying eyes, Mu Chen knew what his choice would be.
In the Primordial World, the Heavenly Dao was said to be the true mastermind behind the scenes.
Pangu's creation of heaven, the First Dragon-Han Tribulation, the Great Witch-Demon Catastrophe, and even the future Journey to the West were all orchestrated by the Heavenly Dao alone.
There were even rumors that anyone who became a Sage would instantly become a puppet of the Heavenly Dao's will.
Thus, Mu Chen had no choice but to take precautions now.
Besides, he had been a member of the Human Race in his previous life, so there was naturally even less reason to hesitate.
"In that case, I'll wait until Nuwa creates the Human Race during the Great Witch-Demon Catastrophe before choosing. Things are pretty good as they are."
Mu Chen muttered to himself.
Then he roused himself and resumed cultivating.
The cultivation realms of the Primordial World could be divided into four stages, from lowest to highest.
Earth Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, True Immortal, Mystic Immortal.
Primordial Unity True Immortal, Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal.
Daluo Golden Immortal, Daluo Mystic Immortal.
Quasi-Sage, and the true Sage!
He was only at the starting point now, so he could only work harder.
The stars wheeled across the sky.
Things grew lively around Mu Chen.
Ao Tian and Qi Yan chased each other across the sea of clouds every day, enjoying themselves immensely.
Fortunately, Qi Yan knew full well that Mu Chen would not allow him to kill Ao Tian, so he deliberately held back every time.
But even so, Ao Tian suffered miserably.
Apart from their chases, the two went into secluded cultivation just as Mu Chen did.
After all, even beings as strong as they were needed to cultivate.
Amid this atmosphere,
five thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
At the start of the five-thousand-year mark,
Mu Chen woke from his sleep... pfft! From his secluded cultivation.
He gently exhaled, a sharp gleam flashing through his eyes.
He had broken through!
He had advanced from the Heavenly Immortal realm to the True Immortal realm, and the magical power within him had surged.
Mu Chen opened his eyes.
Only to see Qi Yan beating Ao Tian again...
The corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
He had been beating him for five thousand years.
Just how deep was this grudge?
He could not help shaking his head as he said,
"The karmic debt has been repaid. You must not bully Ao Tian anymore."
Qi Yan answered respectfully,
"Yes, Master!"
Over the past five thousand years, he had come to worship Mu Chen completely and willingly acknowledged him as his master.
Hearing this, Ao Tian immediately wept with joy and became deeply grateful to Mu Chen as well.
"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"
Mu Chen walked around for a while, then returned to secluded cultivation.
Time slowly flowed by.
Ten thousand years had passed.
"Host has fished for ten thousand years. Please continue choosing..." "One: fish for a hundred thousand years to immediately obtain the acquired divine ability: Heaven Beyond Heaven Incarnation." "Two: stop Demon Ancestor Luohu from founding the Demon Sect, save the living beings of the Primordial World, and become wreathed in the Heavenly Dao's providence!"
Mu Chen opened his eyes.
He knew that the climax of the First Dragon-Han Tribulation was approaching.
As the war grew increasingly brutal, Luohu would become the protagonist of heaven and earth.
Hearing the options the system offered, the corner of Mu Chen's mouth twitched involuntarily.
Demon Ancestor Luohu was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, standing above the myriad races.
A single glance from him would be enough to kill Mu Chen ten thousand times over!
Only someone with a hole in their head would stick their neck out.
"Option one!"
Mu Chen said.
"Host has chosen to continue fishing and obtained the acquired divine ability: Heaven Beyond Heaven Incarnation."
A stream of memories poured into Mu Chen's mind.