Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

"This is......"

A hint of surprise flashed in Fuxi's eyes.

He could certainly tell the grade of this spiritual treasure: a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure. Although it wasn't the most top-tier, it was still an extremely precious item.

Each of these innate spiritual treasures is born of heaven and earth and contains a portion of the laws of the Great Dao.

Such spiritual treasures are extremely rare in the entire prehistoric world; each one is extremely limited.

"This is a congratulatory gift that the Ancestral Dragon entrusted me to bring you." Huanglong handed the spiritual treasure to Fuxi. "The Ancestral Dragon was suppressing the Sea Eye and could not come in person, so he asked me to deliver it. He asked me to tell you, 'The human race has a Human Emperor, which is a cause for celebration. This small gift is nothing but a token of my respect. I hope that the human race and the dragon race will forever remain allies.'"

Fuxi accepted the shell-shaped spiritual treasure with both hands, sensed the water attribute laws within it, and nodded.

The dragon race has been very kind to the human race. When the ten suns appeared on the same sky, the dragon race protected countless humans.

Now that Ancestral Dragon has offered a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, it further demonstrates his sincerity.

"Please convey my gratitude to the Ancestral Dragon on my behalf, Master Uncle," Fuxi said solemnly. "The relationship between the human race and the dragon race will surely get better and better."

Huang Long nodded!

Huang Long's palm flashed again, and another magical treasure appeared in his hand.

This one is also a water-attribute innate spiritual treasure, but its form is different from the first one.

It is a teardrop-shaped bead, completely transparent, with what appears to be a drop of water slowly flowing inside.

A faint blue light shimmered on the surface of the bead, as gentle as ripples on water.

Fuxi looked at the magical treasure, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"Senior Uncle, this is...?"

"This is my own congratulatory gift," Huanglong said with a smile, handing the spiritual treasure to Fuxi.

This was one of the rewards given to Huanglong by the Phoenix Clan when he helped them solve the problem of the Undying Volcano's eruption.

Through the long years of nurturing, the lost essence has been restored.

Fuxi took the teardrop-shaped bead, felt the power contained within it, and was slightly shaken.

It's another mid-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Its spiritual power cannot compare to the one given by the Ancestral Dragon, but it is still incredibly precious.

"Uncle-Master, this is too precious." Although Fuxi said this, he still reached out his hand.

Even when he was the Demon Emperor, Fuxi knew that Huanglong, the disciple of the Sage, was quite wealthy, far surpassing that of ordinary Quasi-Sages.

Huang Long glared at him irritably: "If you don't want it, give it back to me."

Fuxi quickly accepted the magical treasure and put it into his pocket. "How can I take back what my senior uncle gave me?"

Huang Long nodded helplessly, then looked at Xuan Du beside him with a mocking smile on his face.

"Junior Brother Xuandu, as your teacher, your gift shouldn't be any less generous than mine, your senior brother's, right?"

He said it casually, but the smile in his eyes clearly showed he was watching the show.

Xuandu stared blankly at Fuxi and Huanglong.

For Fuxi's disciple, he surpassed his teacher in such a short time, even crossing the peak of Quasi-Saint, becoming an existence second only to Saint.

His teacher was still in shock.

Upon hearing Huang Long's words, Xuan Du was stunned for a moment, then gave a wry smile.

He stepped forward and stopped in front of Fuxi.

"As your master, I am not as wealthy as your Uncle Huanglong, and I have no innate spiritual treasures to give you as a congratulatory gift." Xuandu turned to look at Huanglong beside him, his voice tinged with self-deprecation.

He stretched out his hand, and a surge of inspiration appeared in his palm, revealing a purple gourd.

The gourd was small, only about the size of a palm, and was entirely purple with a faint golden sheen flowing across its surface.

The gourd's shape is simple and ancient, similar to the purple-gold gourd of the Taiqing Sage. However, upon closer inspection, although it is also naturally formed, it lacks the rich innate Daoist charm of that purple-gold gourd.

This is a replica.

The elixir gourd was personally crafted by the Sage of Taiqing, based on the model of the Purple Gold Gourd.

Although it is not an innate spiritual treasure, its quality is among the top of acquired spiritual treasures, and its most important function is not for attack, but for storing elixirs.

Within the alchemical gourd lies a small, self-contained space where elixirs can be nurtured.

Xuandu handed the purple gourd to Fuxi.

"This gourd of Nine-Turn Creation Golden Elixir is a small token of my appreciation. It may add a little to the human race's foundation."

"A gourd of Nine-Turn Creation Golden Elixir?"

Upon hearing this, even Huang Long was slightly taken aback.

He originally thought that Xuan Du would be lucky to produce one or two Nine-Turn Golden Pills!

I never expected it to be a gourd!

With this Nine-Turn Creation Golden Pill, in the hands of the human race, the top combat power of the human race can experience an explosive growth in a short period of time.

Fuxi looked at the purple gourd in front of him but did not immediately take it.

A complex light flashed in his eyes.

He certainly knew how precious the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir was.

It was precisely because he knew this that he hesitated.

One or two is fine, but a whole gourd...?

"Teacher, this..." Fuxi began, his tone hesitant, "This is too precious."

Xuan Du's face darkened.

That usually gentle face became somewhat serious at this moment.

He looked at Fuxi with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"What? Your senior uncle can accept his innate spiritual treasure, but I can't accept my golden core?"

Fuxi was taken aback, then gave a wry smile.

He knew that Xuandu was trying to provoke him.

But there is some truth to that statement. If we accept the gift from our senior master but not the gift from our teacher, isn't that favoring one over the other?

"Disciple knows his mistake," Fuxi said helplessly, accepting the purple gourd with both hands.

The gourd feels slightly cool to the touch, and its surface is smooth like jade.

He glanced at them; there were nine in total!

"Thank you, teacher." Fuxi bowed solemnly.

After Fuxi accepted it, Xuandu's complexion instantly returned to normal!

Huanglong watched from the side and laughed heartily. He walked over to Fuxi and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry about accepting it. Your teacher, as the only direct disciple of the Taiqing Sage, usually eats this Nine-Turn Golden Elixir like candy."

Upon hearing this, Fuxi couldn't help but chuckle, a smile spreading across his face.

With these Nine-Turn Golden Pills, as well as the spiritual fruits and materials given by the Quasi-Saints, if we make good use of them, the human race will gain several more Great Luo Golden Immortals!

Fuxi looked at the purple gourd in his hand, and then thought of the congratulatory gifts he had received before, and a thought struck him.

He waved his hand.

Beams of light flew out, scattered in the air, and transformed into dozens of items that floated in front of the three people.

These were all congratulatory gifts sent by those quasi-saints.

The lotus seeds of the Styx Ancestor's Karmic Fire Red Lotus are entirely crimson, with blood-red patterns flowing across them.

Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit, west Wangmu's yellow plum, Haotian's peaches of immortality...!

There were also various spiritual materials, Dao seals, and fragments of spiritual treasures given by other quasi-saints...

Any one of these treasures would be enough to make an ordinary quasi-saint envious.

At this moment, they are neatly arranged in the void, their Daoist essence intertwined.

Fuxi looked at the congratulatory gifts, then at Huanglong and Xuandu.

"Teacher, Senior Uncle," he spoke, his tone sincere, "you are also about to break through to Quasi-Saint. If these things can help you in your breakthrough, feel free to take them."