Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Chapter 105 Primordial Beginning: The Three Ancestors of Humanity, Mere Juniors

"Kunpeng!"

Yuanshi covered his swollen face and looked at Kunpeng with a predatory gaze.

"How dare you—"

Before he could finish speaking, Kunpeng slapped him again.

"I am a Primordial Golden Immortal, and you, a mere Quasi-Saint, how dare you speak to me in such a tone?"

Kunpeng unleashed a bit of its power, and Yuanshi was pressed to the ground, unable to get up.

"Kunpeng! You deserve to die!"

Yuan Shi cursed inwardly, yet a deep fear also arose within him.

He recalled the scene when Kunpeng broke all his bones and threw him out of the chaos.

"I want to become a saint! I must become a saint!"

At this moment, Yuanshi's desire to become a saint reached its peak.

"Once I become a saint, even if you are a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, you will still be inferior to me!"

Yuanshi always held Hongjun, the first saint of the prehistoric world, in extremely high regard, believing that becoming a saint would allow him to roam freely in the prehistoric world.

After all, a sage is a Primordial Golden Immortal, but a Primordial Golden Immortal is not necessarily a sage.

Therefore, even if he wanted to kill Kunpeng at this moment, he kept that killing intent deep in his heart.

"I still need to get to Shouyang Mountain; I can't let this go to waste!"

The primordial aura gradually calmed down, and he bowed his head deeply.

"Yes, Holy Mother Nuwa, Senior Kunpeng, Yuanshi knows his mistake."

Yuan Shi bowed his head in humiliation.

"Heh~ Yuanshi, Yuanshi, you've finally learned to be polite, haven't you? Do I really need to beat you up to be happy?"

Kunpeng let out a scholar's laugh, its tone laced with sarcasm.

"You still refuse noodles as always."

"Forget it, arguing with you would make me feel like I'm lowering my standards."

Kunpeng, looking dejected, stepped back behind Nuwa.

"Shouyang Mountain is the sacred site of the Holy Mother, so I will not presume to do so."

Upon hearing these words, Yuanshi's anger rose again, but he also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In his eyes, Nuwa was not as irritable as Kunpeng.

Nuwa glanced indifferently at Yuanshi.

"Since you're not willing to give anything, then leave."

Nuwa was about to send Yuanshi away again.

"No!"

Yuan Shi suddenly raised his head, fearing he would be sent away again.

Then all those two slaps he received and all that time he wasted were for nothing.

"Your Holiness, I am willing to offer all the treasures I possess, just to travel among the human race once."

Yuanshi made up his mind and began to extract spiritual roots from the outside.

These things were all painstakingly collected from his disciples.

He felt sorry for her, but it didn't seem like he was that sorry.

Yuanshi didn't notice the disbelief in Nuwa's and Kunpeng's eyes.

Yes, it's incredible.

These spiritual roots are not top-tier; even high-grade ones are rare.

Of course, Nuwa was just trying to make things difficult for Yuanshi, and these spiritual roots were of no use to her.

To the astonishment of the two, Yuan Shi didn't even spare this kind of spiritual root.

Then think about it, all of this was plundered from Yuanshi's disciples.

"It seems I need to remind Tongtian sometime that it's best for the disciples of the Pangu Mausoleum lineage to avoid contact with the Kunlun Mountain lineage."

"Especially the two male disciples, Duobao and Zhao Gongming. What if they get captivated by the female disciples of the Kunlun lineage? Wouldn't that mean we'd have to support them through poverty alleviation?"

Nuwa thought of many things in an instant.

He was amused by his own thoughts.

After becoming the Holy Mother, I had nothing to do, so I liked to think about these things between men and women, and I found it quite interesting.

"Our Lady of the Netherworld—"

Yuanshi saw that Nuwa did not respond for a long time.

I thought it was because we didn't have enough of these things.

"Does becoming a saint mean I can even discover magical treasures I've never used before?"

Yuan Shi was heartbroken.

With a determined effort, he took out a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure and a low-grade innate spiritual treasure.

"Holy Mother, this is my last treasure. This time it's really gone."

Yuan Shi was on the verge of tears; he was now truly alone.

You have to fight empty-handed.

Fortunately, when I took Randeng before, I didn't take his companion spirit treasure, which left me a way out.

Later, when I find an opportunity to get Randeng to offer up his companion spirit treasure, the Spirit Pivot Lamp, I will have another treasure.

Nuwa hadn't expected such an unexpected surprise.

He gazed at Yuanshi without speaking.

Kunpeng immediately understood and stepped forward to curse.

"Hmph, you think you can get into Shouyang Mountain with just that? I think you're—"

Before he could finish speaking, Nuwa raised her arm.

"That's enough. Spiritual treasures and spiritual roots are useless to me. As long as they prove my sincerity, that's enough."

"Go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanshi's figure disappeared.

In a certain human tribe, the figure of the Primordial One suddenly appeared.

This attracted the attention of the human race, who gathered around.

"Why did this person suddenly appear?"

"Could it be a Holy Walking Human?"

"Pah! We all know the great gods enshrined in the temple; there is no such person."

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"Exactly, he looks so pathetic, we don't worship gods like that."

The human race was abuzz with discussion.

Yuanshi came to his senses and took a moment to process it.

He discovered that he, a dignified late-stage Quasi-Saint, was being ridiculed by a group of weak beings with lifespans of less than a hundred years and no cultivation level whatsoever.

His eyes immediately turned bloodshot, and he began to pant heavily.

"The Beginning".

At that moment, Nuwa's voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Do not harm human lives, or even Hongjun cannot save you."

The crimson in Yuanshi's eyes faded instantly, and his gaze became clear.

"Yes, Holy Mother."

Yuanshi Xue has become honest. No matter what, now that he's in, he absolutely cannot leave empty-handed.

When I become a saint, you humans will have to pay the price!

In his heart, Yuan Shi sentenced the human race to death.

Then, standing with his hands behind his back, the heartache lessened considerably, replaced by excitement.

He, Yuan Shi, was truly about to grasp that crucial opportunity.

And here, he's the strongest, so he doesn't need to worry about getting beaten up.

Suddenly, I felt my confidence return.

The humans who were watching noticed inexplicable changes in Yuanshi.

I knew he wasn't an ordinary person, so I didn't get as close as before.

Furthermore, because the initial tyranny of the Primordial One was not properly contained, the human race scattered en masse.

"snort!"

Yuanshi gave a disdainful snort.

"Let me see what my opportunity is."

Yuanshi walked toward the nearest human tribe.

The fate of the human race has changed.

"As expected of being transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, even though its fortune has been almost completely exhausted, its origin is truly heaven-defying."

The situation when Yuanshi entered the human race was different from that of Kunpeng; it was the same as that of Tongtian at that time.

In short, Yuanshi didn't need Kunpeng's time to understand that opportunity.

As Yuan Shi walked among the human race, the thought of finding a solution to the problem of the three corpses merging into one frequently popped into his mind.

This idea constantly drove him to carefully observe the human race.

Time flies by in the blink of an eye.

Yuanshi traveled among the human race, visiting many tribes and cities.

Unlike Tongtian and Kunpeng.

Yuanshi did not do anything for the human race.

Even when humans were being killed by wild beasts right before his eyes, and they knelt down and begged him for help, he would absolutely not offer any assistance.

"The Holy Mother has already given an order that I cannot interfere with the human race."

Yuan Shi sneered inwardly; all of this was because of his jealousy.

He saw a statue of Tongtian in the temple, and even Tongtian's eight disciples were enjoying the incense offerings from the human race.

The people of Shouyang Mountain are now actively expanding outwards, which can be said to be preparations for the arrival of the Ten Yuan Society.

These were all influenced by Tongtian.

He also saw that some humans worshipped Kunpeng, although Kunpeng had not yet proclaimed the writing he had created to the prehistoric world.

However, the final version of the text was perfected by the human race and naturally spread among them.

Humans excel in wisdom, possessing a unique writing system capable of recording experience and passing on wisdom and knowledge; naturally, humans worship the Kunpeng.

But there was no statue of his original god.

When he first arrived at the human tribe, those people clearly knew that he was a born deity, but they didn't mention building a statue for him.

Therefore, he would never help the human race in the slightest.

"Humans, don't even think about taking advantage of me."

"But the fortune of humanity, Tongtian enjoys it, Kunpeng enjoys it, and I, Yuanshi, also enjoy it!"

Yuanshi looked down on the human race from the bottom of his heart, yet he was envious of the fortune that came from being worshipped by the human race.

Until this day, Yuanshi arrived at the ancestral city of the human race.

It is said that the three ancestors of the human race lived there.

"Suirenshi, Ziyishi, Youchaoshi, you insignificant juniors, mere creatures created by others, hmph."