Primordial Era: Elixir of Qi Transforms into Form, Controlling the Pharmacology of the World

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A short while later, many races arrived here, including races from the Thirty-Three Heavens and races from the Primordial Land.

Many ancient races also came, such as the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and the Qilin Clan...

It must be said that the secret techniques created by Kunpeng have attracted too many races.

Centuries later,

The patriarchs of various races gazed at the Kunpeng.

Kunpeng, under countless gazes, spoke with a touch of majesty: "Fellow Daoists... I understand your intentions. You all desire to obtain the 'Bloodline Inheritance Secret Method' I created! Relying on this method, you can integrate the inheritances of various races into your own bloodline. In the future, as your bloodline proliferates, the inheritance will not be severed."

"Indeed... We have come here for this secret technique. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Kunpeng could tell us about it? Rest assured, we will definitely offer something that will satisfy you in exchange for this technique," said a clan leader.

Kunpeng stroked his whisk and flicked it: "Fellow Daoists, rest assured, since I created this method, I will naturally not make it a method for one family. I will pass this method on to you, so that your race's inheritance, along with the continuation of your bloodline, will not be interrupted. Of course, I do not need your resources. I only need your promise."

"What promise?" the current dragon clan chief asked.

"This promise is very simple. I hope that all races will inherit the demon script I created and use it as the script of your race." Kunpeng said calmly, his words reaching the ears of many cultivators.

Upon hearing this, the various races exchanged glances and fell into a long silence.

Speaking of which, many cultivators know the significance of creating a writing system in the primordial world.

Written language represents culture, civilization, and heritage. Therefore, many ethnic groups create their own writing systems, which become part of their own cultural traditions.

However, once a writing system is created, it is difficult for it to circulate. After all, one race may accept a particular writing system, while another race may not. But if a certain writing system is accepted by all races and spread throughout the primordial world, then the significance it brings is different.

This involves many mysteries and benefits. One of the most crucial is that a small portion of the fortune of each race will fall into the hands of the cultivator who created the writing system.

The chieftains of many races fell into a state of silence and contemplation.

Upon hearing this, Ling Dan pondered, a sense of caution arising within her regarding the creation of written language. Come to think of it, her initial desire to create Xuanmen script was to gain merit, but she hadn't anticipated that writing involved so much.

Ling Dan pondered this, while the various races remained hesitant.

As if anticipating the hesitation of the various races, Kunpeng spoke with a frankness: "Fellow Daoists... I know you are hesitant. You fear that after converting the written language into demonic script, I might use the original script to spy on the traditions of each race and do bad things. Now, I can say with complete frankness that the core of my spreading demonic script is to spy on the traditions of each race."

After all, the heritage of each race contains its own wisdom and understanding of the Great Dao. I wish to glimpse this wisdom and these insights into the Great Dao to aid my growth and ultimately achieve the Primordial Chaos Realm. That is why I created the "Heartblood Secret Method" to attract you fellow Daoists.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng... you are quite frank. However, you should also know that no cultivation method, supernatural power, or inheritance in the prehistoric world is perfect. Most of them have some flaws. And many of these flaws are hidden."

"If Fellow Daoist Kunpeng were to learn about the inheritances of each race, and spend time studying them, he could definitely find the flaws in those inheritances. This would be tantamount to revealing the weakness of a race to you, Fellow Daoist. This is a very dangerous thing for a race," said a race chieftain.

"Indeed... the methods of our clan's inheritance all contain flaws to varying degrees. By spending time studying them, we can always find those flaws. Although it is said in the primordial world that there are no perfect cultivation methods, there are perfect cultivators. However, flaws are flaws after all, and they are difficult to change," another clan leader said.

Immediately, the patriarchs of many races exchanged views and discussed the matter. Ling Dan understood why techniques in the prehistoric world could not be easily passed on. Besides not wanting the number of cultivators in the prehistoric world to increase, thus wasting resources, it was also to prevent their own weaknesses from being exposed.

As many clan leaders have said, there are no perfect cultivation methods or supernatural abilities in the primordial world. They all contain some flaws to varying degrees. However, as strong individuals cultivate, they can become stronger and eventually become perfect cultivators. But this flaw, in the end, has never been eliminated.

Therefore, passing on cultivation methods to outsiders is extremely dangerous. Especially for individual races, the leakage of their inherited methods is far too perilous.

Kunpeng stroked his beard, his expression solemn: "After comprehending the traditions of various races, I can swear that I will not reveal their methods to outsiders. Furthermore, after comprehending the traditions of various races, I will also use my wisdom to help them improve their traditions. If there are any improvements, I will also inform them of them free of charge."

Now, Lao Tzu felt the same way, a hint of admiration appearing on his face: "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng's pursuit of the Dao is worthy of our respect. Creating demonic script and secret techniques, he only wanted to comprehend the heritage of various races to aid his own growth."

"Yes. Spending so much time, the core goal is to comprehend the Great Dao and become stronger. Fellow Daoist Kunpeng's heart for the Dao is truly firm." Yuanshi Tianzun stroked his beard in admiration.

Ling Dan felt increasingly uneasy. After all, in many ancient fantasy novels from her previous life, Kunpeng was portrayed as a treacherous villain. Claiming to be the leader of the demon race, he deserted in the face of battle... his actions were utterly despicable.

But now, looking at Kunpeng, with its unwavering heart set on the Dao, it feels so incongruous.

Ling Dan sighed repeatedly, looking at the various races, and found that they were still very hesitant. Undoubtedly, this concerned the inheritance of each race, and caution was necessary. Therefore, many races did not agree, and only a few did.

Kunpeng seemed to have anticipated this, merely smiling as he said, "Whatever your choice, I will gladly accept it. Furthermore, I will not conceal the three thousand demonic scripts I created; all fellow Daoists are welcome to view them."

As he spoke, Kunpeng flicked his sleeve, and three thousand demonic characters appeared.

Three thousand demonic runes, imprinted within the Northern Underworld, intertwined with Wang Yang, revealing the beauty of Daoist principles. Just like the stars adorning the sky, they are truly dazzling and beautiful.

Each demonic script, accompanied by Daoist rhymes, seems to flow through the long river of time, passing down through the ages. Intertwined with Daoist sounds, it resounds throughout the heavens.

Many cultivators gazed at the demonic script, their eyes revealing a few insights and a touch of contemplation.

"This is demonic script. It is indeed magnificent and beautiful, truly worthy of being called the embodiment of the beauty of the Dao."

"The beauty of the Tao, as it evolves, is indeed magnificent in its written form!"

"Not only are they dazzling, but the Daoist principles interwoven within each demonic script are also incredibly profound. Fellow Daoist Kunpeng's understanding of the Great Dao is indeed profound. He has touched upon all three thousand Great Daos; no wonder he was able to create three thousand demonic scripts."

"Impressive, truly impressive... No wonder Fellow Daoist Kunpeng wanted to spread the demon script among all races. It turns out you possess three thousand demon scripts."

Many cultivators praised and marveled at Kunpeng's realm.

Ling Dan observed, gazing at the three thousand demonic characters. While inwardly admiring them, she didn't pay them much attention. After all, over the years, Ling Dan had created quite a few characters using Zi Yun's help. So it wasn't particularly strange.

The appearance of three thousand demonic characters drew praise from countless cultivators.

……

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed.

Many cultivators awoke from their comprehension of the demonic script.

One by one, they marveled at the enchanting beauty of the demonic script and the profound mysteries it contained. This enchanting beauty stemmed from selecting the most beautiful elements from among the three thousand great paths, evolving them into the commonalities of the written language.

Therefore, each demonic script appears as if the Great Dao is dancing, or as if the Great Dao has transformed into nothingness.

After much contemplation, many cultivators came to their senses and exclaimed, "This demonic script fully displays the beauty of the Dao. Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, your talent and wisdom are admirable. I am willing to accept this demonic script on behalf of my race."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng politely replied, "Thank you for your recognition, fellow Daoist!"

Kunpeng chatted happily with many cultivators, which earned him the recognition of many races.

At the same time, Lao Tzu and his companions also awakened from their enlightenment and gained a lot.

Laozi stroked his beard and looked at Ling Dan and Ling Xi, instructing them: "Disciple... you may comprehend the demonic script, but you must not incorporate the thoughts contained within it into yourselves."

Ling Xi's eyes, like those of countless stars, held a special wisdom: "Master, rest assured, your disciple understands that all written words contain the thoughts, wisdom, and will of their creators. You can study them, you can learn from them, and you can integrate them into your own path of cultivation, which will inevitably influence your future."

"Yes, in the path of cultivation, one must ultimately walk one's own path and not be disturbed by external ideas." Laozi looked at Ling Xi with a smile and great satisfaction.

Ling Dan was well aware of all this, so she asked, "Master, I understand now. Now that we've read the demonic script, shouldn't we head back?"

"It's time to go back," Lao Tzu said, looking at the banquet and preparing to leave.

As for the others...

Some chose to stay, while others chose to leave.

At this moment, in the crowd.

Di Jun and Tai Yi's expressions were quite solemn.

"Brother, do you think Kunpeng might take this opportunity to bring these races under his control?"

"I think we should go find Kunpeng and have a private talk with him."

Di Jun's expression changed, and his eyes flickered.

Taiyi, standing to the side, also nodded with cold eyes.

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