Primordial Era: Starting with Self-Created Mythical Great Luo Law

This was precisely what Chen Yu was concerned about, so he took the initiative to ask, and Zi Mu Shi then explained in detail.

"Sage Chen Yu, since the birth of our human race, we have endured countless hardships and sufferings."

"But we have always adhered to the principle of self-reliance, and have survived to this day in this wild and dangerous place."

"The three ancestors of the human race: Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi, are the beginning of our civilization."

"Suirenshi obtained fire from the heavens, taught the people to cook food, and drove away the darkness. From then on, they no longer feared beasts or ate raw meat."

"Fire gives us warmth, protects our nights, ignites hope, and illuminates the path forward."

"Youchao built wooden houses to shelter from wind and rain, enabling our people to leave caves and live in peace."

"From then on, no matter how fierce the wind and snow or how loud the thunder and lightning, our people will always have a place to live."

"The Ziyi clan made clothes from animal hides to keep warm, so that their people no longer froze to death in the cold winter."

"Later generations of sages continued to make progress, creating stone tools to defend against enemies and setting traps to catch animals, gradually mastering the art of survival."

"Although our human race is born between heaven and earth and is as insignificant as dust, we were created by the Holy Mother Nuwa and were also blessed by the Supreme Sage who established the Human Teachings to protect all living beings, thus enabling us to overcome numerous calamities."

"Today, the human race has multiplied and prospered, with its people spread all over the world, totaling hundreds of billions."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu's expression relaxed, a smile appeared on his lips, and a hint of relief shone in his eyes.

"Indeed, our human race has struggled to survive in adversity, but has never given up on the path of progress. Future generations should remember this."

That night, Chen Yu and Zi Mu Shi talked for a long time and found they were kindred spirits.

The next morning, Chen Yu walked around the Zimu tribe, carefully observing the daily lives of the tribespeople and learning about their work and life.

From then on, he remained behind the scenes and rarely interfered in tribal affairs.

He only intervenes quietly when a member of his clan is seriously injured or on the verge of death, or when they face an insurmountable crisis; otherwise, he does not get involved in any trivial matters.

If humanity is to truly become strong, it must rely on its own efforts.

Despite knowing countless methods and understanding the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, he always restrained his desire to help others.

If his excessive interference causes the Zimu tribe to lose their fighting spirit, it will become a disaster.

And so, ten years passed quietly.

Over the past decade, he has watched the Purple Wood Tribe grow and thrive step by step, seeing children grow into warriors, elders pass away peacefully, and new bloodlines continue to emerge.

Generation after generation, the torch is passed down, life goes on.

He glanced sideways at the mirage dragon beside him, nodded slightly, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

Over the past decade, the Mirage Dragon has absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and its cultivation has become increasingly refined, already reaching the edge of a breakthrough.

However, because he lived in a tribe and feared disturbing the mortal world, he had been suppressing his cultivation and had never undergone tribulation.

During this period, he also secretly intervened three times—

The first time was shortly after he arrived at the tribe. A wolf demon at the Xuanxian realm led a group to attack, but he silently suppressed it, imprisoned it in a secret dungeon, and eventually killed it.

From then on, no wolf clan dared to invade the territory again.

The second one was a golden serpent demon that was seriously injured and had somehow wandered into this place.

Without hesitation, he captured and killed it, refining it into the purest primordial power to nourish the world.

The third was a strange beast with three heads and nine tails, appearing hundreds of miles away, its ferocity overwhelming. He personally went to the location and slayed it in one fell swoop, averting a calamity.

Ten years have passed in a flash. The Zimu Tribe may seem as simple as ever, but in reality, its foundation is solid and it is moving forward steadily.

this day,

He pushed open the door, walked out slowly, looked at the busy clansmen, and sighed softly.

"Mirage Dragon, it's time to set off."

As soon as the words were spoken, the mirage dragon, which had been resting on the ground, suddenly leaped up.

"Master, shall we leave now?"

Chen Yu nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the tribe, but he said nothing more.

"Finally, I can leave! These past ten years have been incredibly boring."

The mirage dragon grinned, then said seriously, "This is a good opportunity to break through my realm and advance from True Immortal to Profound Immortal."

Its eyes gleamed, unable to hide its excitement.

However, Chen Yu did not respond to its words. His mind was clear: the path of cultivation allowed no room for slackening.

That's enough for now; the opportunity has run its course.

Countless blessed lands await exploration ahead, the great cave is about to open, and the myriad worlds are yet to be formed.

"Mirage Dragon, let's set off. Let's continue our journey through this primordial world."

Having said that, he took a step forward, and his figure was already outside the tribe.

Upon seeing this, the mirage dragon leaped into the air and followed closely behind.

The people of the Purple Wood Tribe were completely unaware until much later when they discovered that Chen Yu had vanished without a trace.

However, they unexpectedly discovered that before leaving, Chen Yu had left behind a cultivation technique—this technique could be cultivated to the highest level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

When the clansmen witnessed this method, they were all moved to tears of gratitude.

From then on, as long as one diligently cultivates, someone in the clan will surely stand out and eventually gain a foothold in this treacherous wilderness.

Chen Yu embarks on another long journey, still accompanied by the Mirage Dragon.

A man and a dragon return to the vast land and tread the endless wilderness.

Along the way, the Mirage Dragon seized an opportunity and successfully broke through to the next level, advancing from a True Immortal to a Mysterious Immortal.

With Chen Yu protecting him, everything went smoothly and without any setbacks.

Chen Yu stared at the mirage dragon for a moment, then solemnly warned:

"Do not be complacent with your achievements. Only by traveling across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and introspecting your true self can you understand the true meaning on the long road and finally attain the Great Luo Fruit and be in harmony with the Great Dao."

Only in this way can he avoid disgracing his rightful status.

Otherwise, if Chen Yu were to ride him around in the future, while he himself remained at the Xuanxian realm, his cultivation would be worlds apart from that of the mounts of those powerful beings. Wouldn't that make his master lose face?

When the mirage dragon heard these words, it really wanted to refute them—that's not what it said before.

But he dared not voice his doubts and could only silently accept Chen Yu's statement.

Even if one has a thousand thoughts in one's mind, one can only bury them deep in one's heart and dare not reveal them at all.

On this day, the man and the dragon arrived at a majestic mountain. Chen Yu suddenly stopped, and the mirage dragon also stopped.

Following Chen Yu's gaze, the Mirage Dragon was stunned—a celestial mountain stood before it.

The scene was shrouded in mist and ethereal beauty, with cranes dancing gracefully in the sky, mythical beasts leaping and playing in the forest, plant spirits chasing and frolicking, and a primordial spring flowing gently—it was like a fairyland.

A huge rock stands alone in the mountains, shaped like a long snake raising its head to the sky, as if roaring at the heavens.

Another mountain peak resembles a fierce tiger, poised to pounce, exuding an imposing aura, as if it could tear its prey to shreds at any moment;

A boulder lies quietly on the ground, resembling an old tortoise lying prone in slumber;

There is also a stone that seems to spread its wings and take flight, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, soaring straight into the heavens.

Chen Yu gazed at the scene before him and couldn't help but sigh softly:

"What a blessed land! This place is rich in innate spiritual energy, with beautiful scenery, majestic mountain shapes, complete with the four elements and the five elements, truly a superior place for cultivation."

"But... I wonder if such a precious place has already been occupied by cultivators."