Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

That divine thought avatar quietly descended into the plane.

Li Xiaoyao felt a blur before his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found himself in a dense mountain forest.

He looked down at himself—hairy arms, a slightly hunched body, and a tail hanging down behind him.

Apes.

He adjusted to his new body and then headed towards the tribe to the north.

The tribe was even more bustling than what was seen in divine perception.

Thousands of monkeys were busy in the valley, some building houses, some firing pottery, and some processing animal hides.

Several small monkeys chased and played, running past Li Xiaoyao and chirping.

He walked through the tribe and headed towards the deepest part of the valley.

There was a significantly larger wooden cabin there, with two robust apes standing guard at the door.

When they saw Li Xiaoyao, they were about to step forward to stop him, but Li Xiaoyao only glanced at them lightly.

That glance carried a hint of the imposing aura of a True Immortal of the Purple Mansion.

The two monkeys froze, standing there motionless.

Li Xiaoyao pushed open the door and entered.

The room was dimly lit. A young ape sat cross-legged in front of him, covered with a pile of wooden boards densely engraved with Chinese characters.

He heard a noise and looked up—

It was a young face, looking no more than twenty years old, with delicate features and a hint of wariness in his eyes.

"Who are you?" he asked, surprisingly speaking in standard Mandarin.

Li Xiaoyao looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Imperial Jade Liquor?"

The young man was stunned, his face full of confusion.

"...One hundred and eighty per cup?" Li Xiaoyao added.

The young man remained confused.

Li Xiaoyao frowned and changed his question: "Which company has the best excavator technology?"

"?"

"3:1415926?"

"??"

"Pleasant Goat, Pretty Goat?"

"???"

"Let the autumn wind carry away my longing, carry away my tears?"

The young man stared at him blankly, as if he were looking at a madman.

Li Xiaoyao took a deep breath and exhaled the last one:

"Don't catch a cold?"

The young man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Chicken?"

Li Xiaoyao was stunned.

"...Are you from the 'Chicken You're Too Beautiful' generation?"

The young man nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Chicken You're So Beautiful! Basketball! Singing, dancing, and rapping!"

Li Xiaoyao rubbed his forehead.

"Is the cabbage smiling at me?" he asked tentatively.

The young man looked bewildered.

"Hey, Dao Ma, Dao Ma. My sword and shield?"

at a loss.

Does the Chinese zodiac determine your sanctuary?

at a loss.

"Am I Shinzato Ryuka's dog?"

Still feeling lost.

Li Xiaoyao was silent for a moment, then asked, "What year were you born?"

The young man scratched his head: "2103."

Li Xiaoyao: "..."

Goodness, born after 2100.

He took a deep breath: "How do you know all those old jokes?"

"I watched it for archaeology." The young man said matter-of-factly, "I like to watch archaeology videos when I have free time. Those old jokes from decades ago are quite interesting."

Li Xiaoyao was speechless.

After 2100.

He comes from the 20th century, which is indeed an ancient person from a hundred years ago for this person born in the 2100s.

"Alright," he waved his hand, "let's not talk about that anymore. Let's get down to business."

The young man looked at him warily: "Who exactly are you? Are you also from another time?"

"Yes." Li Xiaoyao nodded, "He wore it decades earlier than you. But that's not the point."

He looked at the young man and said, word by word, "Your current situation is very dangerous."

......

The young man's expression became quite interesting after hearing Li Xiaoyao's words.

"Seven Golden Core True Monarchs? Sealing off a plane? Suppressing the Heavenly Dao?"

He muttered to himself, "What the hell did I do to deserve this? I've only been here for ten years..."

"What sins have you committed?"

Li Xiaoyao looked at him and said, "You teach a group of apes to recognize Chinese characters, teach them cultivation, and help them evolve from a primitive society to one capable of making fire and building houses within ten years—do you think that's normal?"

The young man opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Li Xiaoyao sighed: "Alright, enough with the nonsense. I'll give you two options now."

"First, if you don't have a system, a Paradise Mark, or a Reincarnation Mark on you, then open your mind and let me examine you."

"The investigation has been completed; you are innocent. The Immortal Sect will not make things difficult for you. They might even arrange an identity for you, allowing you to live a normal life under their rule."

The young man's eyes flickered: "And second?"

"Second, resisting inspection."

Li Xiaoyao looked at him and said, "Then the seven True Monarchs outside will make their move. They will use... well, inhumane methods, to squeeze every last bit of value out of you."

The young man's face turned deathly pale.

"I...I don't have a system."

He stammered, "I really didn't. I'm just an ordinary college student who woke up one morning to find myself turned into an ape..."

"Then relax and let me see," Li Xiaoyao said.

The young man gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Li Xiaoyao raised his hand and pressed it against the center of his forehead, probing in with his divine sense.

The sea of ​​consciousness was completely empty. There was no system screen, no task list, and nothing unusual.

He searched carefully for a long time, but still found nothing.

"It seems... there really isn't." Li Xiaoyao withdrew his hand, preparing to report to True Monarch Minghuang—

A flower in front of you.

The next instant, he was already in the void.

Minghuang Zhenjun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him. The other six Zhenjuns each guarded their positions, and the formation continued to operate.

"True Lord," Li Xiaoyao said, "that person has no system, nor any mark of reincarnation. I've checked..."

True Monarch Minghuang raised his hand, interrupting him.

"You don't need to look anymore," he said calmly. "This person has a system."

Li Xiaoyao was taken aback.

"Your rank is too low, so the system is well hidden. Even if it were standing right in front of you, you wouldn't be able to see it."

Minghuang Zhenjun's gaze fell on that plane, "But just now, it leaked a trace of its aura."

Beside him, the Time Lord held the painting "White Horse Tracing the Light," on which a phantom river was slowly flowing.

At this moment, a faint ripple could be seen in the long river.

"It wants to hide in the River of Time," True Lord of Time sneered. "Unfortunately, this Immortal Diagram of our Immortal Sect was specially prepared to catch this kind of rat."

Li Xiaoyao looked at that plane, a mix of emotions welling up inside him.

That person, just now in front of him, was clearly so afraid, so innocent...

"He wasn't telling the truth," True Monarch Minghuang said calmly. "Since he's unwilling to talk about it, then he doesn't need to anymore."

"Radiant and mighty spirit, obey my command!!!"

He raised his left hand, made a sword-finger gesture, and held it upright in front of his chest. A flash of light appeared at the tip of his finger!

The five True Lords simultaneously increased the power of the formation, and the Great Five Elements Annihilation Formation shone brightly, completely locking down that plane.

The Time Lord also activated the full power of the [White Horse Tracing the Light Diagram], and the illusory river of time unfolded, enveloping the entire demiplane and the surrounding void.

Then, True Monarch Minghuang made a move.

Behind him, a colossal Dharma image slowly rose up—a nine-tiered celestial wheel, surrounded by a great sun, with three heads and six arms, holding six kinds of spiritual treasures.

It is indeed the [Nine Heavens - Great Sun Shining Brightly, World-Suppressing Dharma Image].

As he extended his right hand.

The Dharma Image's right hand also reached out, covering the sky and the sun, grabbing towards that direction.

In the Dharma Image's hand, that directional plane resembled a palm-sized sphere.

Bring your five fingers together.

A gentle squeeze.

The entire demiplane was held in the palm of his hand.

Within the palm of the Dharma Image, the figures of the six True Lords remained, each maintaining the formation without the slightest panic.

With his other hand, True Monarch Minghuang made a gesture, and the Primordial World-Suppressing Seal emerged from the palm of his Dharma Image, gradually growing larger until it finally transformed into a giant seal the size of a small mountain, which firmly pressed down on his clenched right fist.

A new seal has thus been formed.

Li Xiaoyao was dumbfounded.

That's a demiplane.

Just like that... he was grabbed and held in someone's palm?

Minghuang Zhenjun put away his Dharma form and turned to look at him.

"Let's go back to the Immortal Sect."

With a wave of his sleeve, he took Li Xiaoyao and his clenched fist and stepped into the void.

Behind them, the place where that plane originally existed was now nothing but emptiness.