Primordial Era: I, Zhao Gongming, refuse to be an experience pack.

Zhao Gongming felt that he had a very, very long dream.

In his dream, he was no longer the carefree breeze on Jin'ao Island, but had transformed into a speck of dust, drifting in a mortal world called "Earth".

There, there are no immortal techniques or supernatural powers, no spiritual energy or Daoist charm. All living beings are like ants, and a hundred years is a lifetime. They struggle in the mortal world and are lost in the cycle of reincarnation.

He looked back at himself reading, working, and living in that mortal world, toiling for a few coins, and feeling saddened by birth, aging, sickness, and death.

Until one day, he saw an ancient book called "Investiture of the Gods".

In the book, there is a person with the same name as him, who is the eldest disciple of the outer sect of the Jie Sect. He wields twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, which make him a powerful figure in the Three Realms. He defeats the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect in succession. How spirited he is! But in the end, he is robbed of his treasure by Randeng, cursed to death by Lu Ya with the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, his soul is scattered, and his true spirit is listed on the Investiture of the Gods. He becomes a stepping stone for others and suffers a tragic end.

Every time he read this passage, he would sigh deeply, feeling endless frustration and resentment.

Just when he thought it was all a dream and he was about to wake up, the dream became more and more real, so real that he couldn't distinguish between dream and wakefulness.

Until this moment!

A chilling coldness suddenly exploded from the depths of his soul, violently pulling him out of that endless abyss!

"I am... Zhao Gongming?"

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with confusion and terror.

What lies before me is no longer the concrete jungle of the world, but a fairyland shrouded in mist.

Beneath him was a warm, jade-like futon, and all around him was a dense, flowing innate spiritual energy, so rich that it seemed as if it would condense into sweet rain at any moment.

In the distance, ancient trees reach for the sky, their branches twisting and turning like dragons, and each leaf is covered with mysterious Taoist patterns.

Cranes stretched their necks and cried out in the sea of ​​clouds, while apes chased and played on the cliff face. The clear and melodious sound of bells came from afar, carrying a Taoist charm that cleansed the soul.

This...is the East China Sea, Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace!

Before he could think it through, a massive torrent of memories, large enough to burst the soul of an ordinary immortal, poured into his mind like the Milky Way flowing backwards!

That is a memory belonging to another part of my life, a memory from the beginning of the world, from the pure breeze taking shape, to the ignorant cultivation, until I became a disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master and listened to the true words of the Great Dao!

Two completely different life memories intertwined, collided, and merged wildly in his soul!

"boom!"

Zhao Gongming felt as if his head was about to split open. He clutched his head tightly, his teeth clenched, veins bulging, and a low, beast-like growl escaped his throat. He saw himself as a wisp of breeze, born in his innocent ignorance beneath Mount Buzhou! He saw the joy of transforming into human form after ten thousand years of arduous cultivation! He even saw himself kneeling and kowtowing three times, entering Biyou Palace, and witnessing the supreme majesty of the true descendant of Pangu, the Shangqing Lingbao Heavenly Venerable!

"Master..."

A blurry yet majestic figure flashed through the depths of his memory.

The figure sat high in the sky, surrounded by sword energy, as if he could open the heavens with a single thought and seize a life with a single word!

Yes, I am Zhao Gongming! Zhao Gongming, the eldest outer disciple of the Jie Sect!

When the two memories completely merged, and when he finally realized his current identity, a fear more intense than the tearing of his soul instantly seized his heart!

Investiture of the Gods! The Seven Arrows of Nailhead! Dipankara Buddha!

The scenes from the dream book now transformed into the most real shackles of fate, coldly wrapping around his neck, almost suffocating him!

He will die!

Moreover, they will die an extremely humiliating and miserable death! All their magical power, cultivation, and even the supreme treasure of proving their Dao, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, will become a sacrifice for others, a offering for the rise of the Chan Sect and the Western Sect, and a cold name on the Investiture of the Gods!

Do not!

I don't want to die!

I have struggled in the mortal world my whole life, and finally managed to break free from the cage and see the path to immortality. How can I just become cannon fodder in this great calamity!

A strong will to survive spread like wildfire, instantly engulfing all fear and unease.

Zhao Gongming suddenly stood up and looked around at himself.

He looked inward and saw that his immortal essence was thin and his magical power was weak in his dantian and sea of ​​qi, which had just stabilized at the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal realm.

With such cultivation, how is he any different from an ant in the eyes of the great powers of the Primordial World? Not to mention facing a Quasi-Saint like Burning Lamp, any one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect could easily crush him!

He examined his own fortune and saw that the three flowers above his head were floating and the golden clouds of fortune, though they appeared quite thick under the protection of the Jie Sect, contained a faint trace of deathly ashes, as if foreshadowing his predetermined tragic end.

Despair, like an endless abyss, threatened to swallow him whole.

At this moment, having been a disciple for less than a hundred years and not yet receiving any great treasures from his master, his cultivation level was low. Among the many experts in the Jie Sect, he was even less qualified to ask his master for help.

Is it really just a matter of sitting and waiting for fate to strike?

Just as Zhao Gongming's mind was breaking and his Dao heart was on the verge of collapse.

A cold, ancient, and emotionless mechanical voice seemed to transcend time and space, resounding directly in the deepest part of his soul.

[A compatible being for the Primordial Chaos Origin has been detected... Soul binding in progress...]

[HarmonyOS simulation system successfully bound!]

[The system has detected that the host is facing a life-or-death crisis, triggering the initial protection mechanism and issuing a newbie gift pack.]

[Enable?]

This sound was like the first wisp of Tao in the chaos, instantly dispelling all the gloom in Zhao Gongming's heart!

system!

This is the cheat code I've fantasized about countless times in my earthly dreams!

Zhao Gongming was practically trembling as he roared inwardly, "Activate! Activate immediately!"

He knew that this was his only chance of survival, his only means of breaking free from fate and defying destiny!

[New Player Gift Pack successfully opened!]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained:]

[I. 1000 HarmonyOS Points.]

[II. Initial Footprint Deduction Opportunity *1 (This allows for one targeted deduction to improve the host's current footprint.)]

As the notification sound faded, a semi-transparent light screen, visible only to Zhao Gongming, quietly appeared in his mind:

[Host: Zhao Gongming]

[Identity: Senior Outer Disciple of the Jie Sect]

[Inheritance: Innate Being (Lower Middle)]

[Cultivation Technique: Shangqing Basic Immortal Techniques (Beginner)]

[Realm Level: Late Celestial Immortal]

[Spiritual Treasure: None]

HarmonyOS Points: 1000

Looking at the information clearly listed on the panel, especially the words "Innate Beings (Lower Middle)," Zhao Gongming's heart sank.

really!

Although he was transformed from a wisp of breeze in the world and belonged to the innate beings, his origins in the vast wilderness were not particularly outstanding.

Let alone being compared to those top-tier innate gods and demons, or powerful beings, he probably wouldn't even rank among the top disciples of the Jie Sect.

This is one of the root causes of his future tragedy!