Fabricating myths, starting with the creation of eight fictional ancient tribes

I'll say it again.

Gao Yanqiang faced the camera with an extremely serious expression, even bearing the air of a vow.

"I only pick up bargains; I would never covet miracle drugs."

"With powerful beings all around, if I dared to reach out, my head would probably be chopped off before my hand even touched the medicine."

His eyes were full of cunning, a survival wisdom unique to ordinary people.

"One should be content with what one has."

"I'll gather a few large medicinal herbs and go back to complete the elixir formula passed down in my Gao family."

"If I'm lucky enough to refine a batch of pills, I might just become a great master on the spot."

"Let whoever wants to do that stupid thing do it; I'm not going to."

These words have once again piqued the curiosity of netizens.

"Old Gao, how big is the difference between the elixir of immortality and the ultimate medicine?"

"And that pill formula you mentioned, could you please reveal it?"

Gao Yanqiang stopped and leaned against a moss-covered boulder, catching his breath.

The oxygen here seems a bit thin, but the spiritual energy is getting stronger and stronger.

"gap?"

He pointed to the sky, then to the ground.

"The elixir of immortality is from a celestial dragon."

"The great medicine is at best a tiger on the ground."

"The gap between the two is like that between a mortal and a great being—insurmountable."

"As for the prescription..."

He smiled mysteriously and waved his hand.

"That's a family secret, and I can't reveal it."

"However, I can tell you that alchemy is extremely difficult."

"It not only requires a large amount of expensive medicine..."

It will require a long time and special flames.

"With current technology, it's simply impossible to replicate."

Just then, a comment caught everyone's attention.

"Old Gao, since this place is so dangerous, there are rules and restrictions."

"Why doesn't 'Ji Xuanyuan' restrict you?"

"Those two powerful figures were completely suppressed just now!"

When Gao Yanqiang saw this question, a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes.

He cleared his throat, as if he had grasped some profound truth.

"Good question!"

"The only reason I'm not restricted is because I'm a contemporary person!"

"I am a native of this era, and I live in accordance with the times!"

"Those powerful beings who were restricted were from the previous generation,"

Even something from a more ancient era.

"They are the remnants of the old era."

Those who want to secure a place on the grand ship of the new era will naturally face limitations.

These remarks instantly ignited the enthusiasm of netizens.

"Holy crap, so that's how it is!"

"This is our era!"

"So, does that mean we mortals also have the chance to become immortals?"

Gao Yanqiang nodded, but then poured cold water on his enthusiasm.

"Opportunities exist, but the chances are slim."

"And I'm going to drop a bombshell."

He leaned closer to the camera and said mysteriously.

"Do you think those powerful beings are all born holy?"

"wrong!"

"According to my family's ancient records, some of the great beings actually came from very ordinary backgrounds."

"Some of them used to be pig butchers, and some were even beggars."

"They took advantage of the great conflict of that year..."

He seized that one lucky break and thus rose to immortality!

Inside the live stream, the gasps of shock seemed to penetrate the screen.

"Can a pig butcher become an immortal?"

"Can a beggar become a powerful figure?"

"This is so inspiring!"

Gao Yanqiang has dropped another bombshell, his words sure to shock.

"Moreover, these powerful beings come from different eras."

"Don't be fooled by how many of them just jumped out."

"In reality, an era may not produce even one such figure."

They spanned thousands of years.

That's why we've come together at this special time.

These words caused a brief silence in the live stream.

A profound sense of history and destiny washes over you.

An era of great strife, a once-in-a-millennium event.

This is the worst of times and the best of times.

"Old Gao! I'll offer a million!"

Suddenly, a golden donation message appeared on the screen; it belonged to a well-known, wealthy boss.

"Bring me back a precious medicinal herb, whatever variety it may be."

"As long as it extends my lifespan, that's fine!"

Following suit, several other business owners followed suit.

"I'll offer two million!"

"I'll offer five million! As long as Lao Gao is willing to sell, name your price!"

Looking at the screen full of numbers, Gao Yanqiang just smiled contemptuously.

He shook his head, his tone laced with sarcasm.

"Bosses, save your breath."

"Times have changed."

"Money used to be everything, but in the future, it may just be worthless paper."

"In this era of mythological revival, strength and longevity are the only true currencies."

"I risked my life for this precious medicine, and you're selling it to me for a pile of worthless paper?"

"Am I out of my mind or did a donkey kick me?"

He straightened his posture, looking righteous.

"This life-saving medicine will never be sold!"

"I need to keep it for my own alchemy!"

Netizens suddenly realized what was going on.

Yes, the rules of the world have changed.

In the future, the core trading commodities will only be precious medicines, cultivation techniques, and elixirs.

No matter how much money you have, if you don't have the strength to protect it, you're doomed.

They are nothing more than fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

The topic then shifted, and everyone began to discuss the mysterious Ji Xuanyuan.

"Since Old Gao said that all powerful beings want to become immortals, does that mean Ji Xuanyuan has already become an immortal?"

"I think that's about right. With that kind of strength, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him an immortal."

"He was just one step away from ascending to the Great Wilderness in broad daylight; I guess he's waiting for some opportunity."

"Moreover, of the eight ancient clans, only the Ji family has emerged now."

"Although the Jiang and Ying families found the tokens..."

But we haven't seen the real ancestor appear yet.

"They're probably all lying low, waiting to unleash their big move."

At this time, Gao Yanqiang had gone even deeper into the heart of the Qinling Mountains.

The surrounding fog had become so thick that it had materialized.

It has a light milky white color.

With each breath, I could feel a cool breeze sliding down my throat and into my lungs.

"call……"

Gao Yanqiang took a deep breath, a look of rapture on his face.

"Comfortable!"

"This feels so good!"

"I feel like every cell in my body is cheering! My chronic leg pain, which I've had for years, is gone!"

"I even feel my internal power increasing!"

He clenched his fist, and his knuckles cracked.

"Brothers, the location of the miraculous medicine is just ahead."

"Although there is danger, for this opportunity..."

"I'm going all out today!"

The viewers in the live stream cheered him on.

"Go, Lao Gao!"

Fortune favors the bold!

"Let us witness history!"

Gao Yanqiang lifted his foot and resolutely walked into that area.

A valley filled with sweet, thick fog.

The aroma of herbs here is so strong it's almost tangible.

The air was as thick as diluted syrup.

Each step requires several times more effort than usual.

"Brothers, this feeling is amazing."

Gao Yanqiang described the scene to the live stream while panting heavily.

"It's like soaking in a hot spring, or like drinking aged wine."