Perfection: I have a Tree of Ten Thousand Paths

As the sun rises in the east, the morning glow falls upon this perilous wilderness.

Amidst the towering mountains and deep valleys, ferocious beasts roam freely, ancient creatures emerge, and terrifying sounds resound at dawn, threatening to tear this land apart.

Less than 400 miles away in the Cuifeng Mountains, there are magnificent houses, surrounded by high mountains that act as a natural barrier.

A group of five- or six-year-old children were exercising vigorously in a square as the sun rose.

Each young face was serious, and sweat dripped onto the ground.

"Ha, ho!"

"Everyone, take this seriously. The early bird catches the worm. Get up early every day to work hard, strengthen your muscles and bones, improve your blood circulation and tendons, so that we can make our Qi clan strong in the future."

A robust, middle-aged man, as strong as a tiger or leopard, dressed in a white robe with flowing black hair, stared at them with unusually piercing eyes and shouted, "Do you understand?!"

"Understood!" a group of children responded with great enthusiasm.

"Qi Shi'an, where's your voice? I can't hear it!"

The strong, middle-aged man, as robust as a tiger or leopard, cast a sharp glance at a slender six-year-old child.

That look put considerable pressure on Qi Shi'an, who dared not relax in the slightest. He gathered his strength and shouted, "Understood!"

"Hmph! There won't be a next time! Let's continue!"

The middle-aged man's gaze lingered for only a moment before sweeping over the other children again.

Qi Shi'an dared not respond and could only obediently continue practicing his boxing.

"I've been here for six years, and I'm only just beginning my cultivation journey. There's not much time left before the great calamity of the future arrives," Qi Shi'an lamented inwardly.

He didn't originally belong to this world; he was a human from Earth. He was watching the anime "The Legend of the Shepherd God" that he had downloaded beforehand on a plane when he was unexpectedly transported to this dangerous world.

When he first arrived, he thought this world was just some ancient dynasty.

When he was three years old, he overheard his cousins ​​talking about the name "Shi Yi" and vaguely heard "Supreme Bone" and "Double Pupils".

Only then did he realize that this world was the lower realm of the Perfect World, and he knew how terrifying this world was.

He both looked forward to and feared this world. He feared that powerful beings could destroy the world at will, reverse the flow of time to eliminate threats, and that the destruction of the cosmos was just a thought away for top-tier powerful beings.

Even more terrifying is that dark and eerie source!

What I look forward to is whether I can become the strongest and most upright person in this world, standing on the mountaintop and looking at the scenery below.

Unfortunately, when he transmigrated here, he had neither the supreme bone nor the double pupils, nor did he awaken any cheat codes or external systems.

The only thing he had was a seed inside his body.

This seed was the only dead seed he bought from a flower shop in his previous life. He felt it was special, so he carried it with him and it has now traveled with him to this world.

As for the purpose of this seed, he had no idea. Over the years, the seed had been absorbing the medicinal liquid he had soaked in, but to no avail.

He had fantasized that this was a seed of immortality, but then he thought that if it were a seed of immortality, the energy required for its formation would be enormous, and the time required would be incredibly long.

At this point, Qi Shi'an could only admit that he had no other ideas and could only rely on himself to make a name for himself.

The Qi clan, to which he belonged, provided him with virtually no assistance. The Qi clan was merely a small power, euphemistically calling itself an affiliated family of the Kun clan.

To be honest, they are just lackeys, slaves. They do whatever the Kun tribe tells them to do, and even the young chieftain now follows the Kun tribe's young master around.

Most of the tribe's treasures were handed over to the Kun tribe, leaving them with very few resources.

Qi Shi'an didn't have much hope for the family either, since he was just a nobody in the clan anyway.

His parents had died deep in the wilderness when he was four years old. When their bodies were brought back, only half of their faces remained, and their lower bodies looked as if they had been cut in half by a sword.

If he could see it, then the elders at the Spirit Transformation Realm and Inscription Realm must have seen it too.

He only remembered that his parents had told him before they left that they had been chosen by an elder of the clan to protect a young lady from the Kun clan as she went to the Great Wilderness to seek opportunities.

He even told the clan elders about it, but they still insisted that it was the work of a ferocious beast.

Qi Shi'an had lost all hope in his family; he was only still there because he lacked the strength to guarantee his survival in the Great Wilderness.

Once he has the ability to protect himself, he will enter the Great Wilderness to cultivate and seek his own opportunities!

This year's baptism is especially important, as it determines whether he can leave his family and go to the Great Wilderness to cultivate alone.

"In five days, the family will baptize us, and then we will be able to enter the family's library," Qi Shi'an thought to himself.

The family will perform a physical baptism for the younger generation when they are five or six years old, and at that time they will also open the library to them, which means that they have begun to embark on the path of cultivation.

"Kun tribe, for the past two years I have never forgotten the scene of my father's remains lying in front of me."

"I will definitely demand an explanation for this!"

Qi Shi'an's eyes burned with fury, and his small fists pounded faster and faster.

Five days later, ten bronze cauldrons appeared in the square, each containing the precious blood and medicine of rare and ferocious beasts.

The robust, tiger-like middle-aged man roared, "Everyone, prepare to enter the cauldron!"

Qi Shi'an took off his shirt, ready to enter the cauldron at any time. He got up early in the morning to wash his body with sweet spring water, wanting to put his purest body into the cauldron.

An elder took out the prepared true blood, which seemed to contain the "spirit" of a ferocious beast.

"Spiritual Bloodline! Elder, there are no outstanding individuals among these disciples... this..."

The middle-aged man, strong as a tiger or leopard, was knowledgeable and discerned that the true blood came from an extremely powerful ancient species.

Moreover, it is the true blood of an ancient species with spiritual power, and its effects are at least twice that of ordinary ferocious beasts. How precious it is!

"It's nothing. This is just a little bit of true blood that the Kun clan bestowed upon my Qi clan after my clan helped the Kun clan obtain a great opportunity."

"The patriarch and the young patriarch have made great progress in their cultivation this time, so they took out some to bestow upon the juniors as a baptism, hoping that one or two of these juniors will emerge as geniuses no weaker than the young patriarch."

The old man in purple stroked his goatee and shook his sleeves.

The boiling water in the cauldron emitted a fragrant aroma that was refreshing and invigorating. After a quarter of an hour, the old man in purple robes poured many strange creatures into the cauldron, including poisonous insects, silver spiders, and giant centipedes.

The moment it was poured in, the precious liquid in the cauldron turned into a riot of colors, and all sorts of strange and wonderful smells wafted out.

Qi Shi'an's face turned green upon seeing this. Although he had prepared himself mentally, he never expected that seeing it with his own eyes would make him realize that cultivation was a life-or-death gamble.

As the medicinal liquid gradually boiled, the liquid in the cauldron decreased, until it was almost completely dried up, and the precious medicine and various exotic insects were boiled into a paste.

Seeing that the time was right, the purple-robed elder poured all his precious blood into the cauldron.

With a series of gurgling sounds, the boiling water mixed the precious blood with the medicinal paste, and the flames under the cauldron grew even more intense, making the cauldron roar loudly.

The crimson liquid in the cauldron boiled, followed by bursts of purple light. All the dozen or so cauldrons shone brightly, and the rich aroma of the medicine spread throughout the entire square!

At this moment, the purple-robed elder injected the true blood of the ancient remnant species with spiritual power, and the originally quiet cauldron began to roar, which was terrifying.

In the shadows, a black Hou could be seen emerging, its ferocity overwhelming! This was a leopard Hou, a remnant species containing the bloodline of a true Hou.

"Everyone, enter the cauldron!"

No one dared to delay and jumped into the cauldron. Each cauldron could hold up to twenty people, and how many they could absorb depended entirely on their own abilities.

Qi Shi'an leaped into the boiling cauldron, where the brilliant crimson liquid instantly engulfed him.

The twenty people who had just entered the cauldron all began to circulate the bone script and absorb the medicinal liquid, fearing that they would be half a step behind others.

"Sealing the cauldron!"

The elder in purple robes shouted, and the servants worked together to close the huge cauldron lid tightly.

Qi Shi'an, inside the cauldron, was submerged in the blood-red medicinal liquid. He closed his eyes and absorbed the liquid.

Meanwhile, the seed within his body quietly revived, greedily absorbing the medicinal liquid.