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

Ling Dan went into seclusion, while the Daoist world underwent changes.

Inside the Demon Court, many demon emperors gathered, all looking at Emperor Jun.

Emperor Jun's Daoist aura was profound, radiating a unique majesty: "Fellow Demon Emperors... now, the conflicts between us and many powerful clans have completely escalated. Do you think our Demon Court will continue to choose silence, or choose to fight?"

"War! We must fight! If our Demon Court wants to develop, we need to recruit smaller races. But in the primordial world, countless races have been divided up by the major clans. Those that remain are difficult for us to recruit. Even if we do recruit, they will be intercepted by many major clans. Not long ago, I negotiated with the Spirit Cat Clan to have them join the Demon Court. Who knew that the Tiger-Slaying Clan would directly attack and annihilate the Spirit Cat Clan, fight me, and even declare that no race in the primordial world is allowed to join the Demon Court!" A Demon Emperor shouted, also furious.

"Not bad... I dispatched demon generals to recruit some rogue cultivators from the lower levels of the primordial world. Just as I recruited quite a few, the Thunder Clan attacked and killed many of them, turning them into resources. I was furious and decided to fight the Thunder Clan." A demon emperor also shouted.

Many demon emperors are like this; they have suffered quite a bit of mistreatment over the years.

Taiyi stepped forward, saying, "Brother... now that the Yellow Court Scripture has spread, there are many talented individuals among the rogue cultivators at the bottom of the primordial world. With proper training, we can definitely cultivate some powerful figures. Moreover, the Medicine Rabbit Clan has already deduced the method for refining human-grade pills. Relying on these pills, some powerful individuals can accelerate their attainment of the Dao Fruit realm. With these resources, our Demon Court can develop rapidly by relying on the rogue cultivators at the bottom of the primordial world."

Upon hearing this, Di Jun's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but look at Kunpeng: "Demon Master, what do you think?"

Kunpeng stroked his beard, flicked his whisk, and exuded a profound Daoist aura: "War. So many years of war have made the conflicts between us and many powerful clans irreconcilable. And Taiyi is right. With the appearance of the Yellow Court Scripture and human-grade pills, our Demon Court, relying on the cultivators at the bottom of the prehistoric world, has the power to fight against all the other clans."

However, the various races are powerful, and if they were to unite, even our Demon Court would be no match. Therefore, we must select some special powerful races and defeat them one by one. For example, the Tiger-Slaying Clan. This clan is also one of the great clans of the primordial era, but this clan is ruthless and has many conflicts with other races. Choosing this clan should be quite effective.

Di Jun's deep eyes shone with a fierce light: "Very well... then let us fight. All you demon emperors, lead your demon generals and soldiers to the earth and fight against the various races."

"kill!"

A dense killing intent surged within the Demon Court.

……

In the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

In the primordial chaos, as time passed, things became increasingly chaotic.

The battles between the Demon Court and various races became increasingly fierce.

Now, the Demon Court has grown stronger by absorbing the lower classes, and the major clans are also resisting it.

Major battles and conflicts between different schools of thought frequently occurred.

However, amidst the numerous battles, there was a back-and-forth exchange. After all, many of the major clans remained rife with internal conflicts. Therefore, it was impossible for these major clans to unite as one.

Instead, they were defeated one by one by the Demon Court, serving as a warning to others.

Over the years, Ling Dan has watched the Daoist struggles without going into seclusion to cultivate.

now,

Inside the Kunlun Mountains, in the Ten Thousand Scrolls Pavilion.

Ling Dan Dao Fruit lies dormant in the long river of the Great Dao, where one can sense the struggles within.

From their struggles, they gained insights, which were transformed into Daoist principles and ultimately put into words.

Ling Dan picked up her brush and wrote countless Dao traces, which eventually evolved into characters. The characters transformed, forming mysteries.

However, as the text became more refined, eventually reaching more than two thousand versions, the work gradually came to a standstill.

"Only a little over two thousand, compared to three thousand, is still somewhat lacking," Ling Dan remarked with a sigh.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Countless ancient texts have been passed down in the primordial world, but there are always some obscure paths with few cultivators and few texts. As such, it's difficult to comprehend the Great Dao and evolve written language from them," the future self said.

Ling Dan was also conflicted: "I know. But it's precisely because I know that I'm so moved by the difficulty Kunpeng faced in creating the demonic script."

In the primordial world, there were countless cultivators. Each cultivator cultivated a different Great Dao, whether the same or different. However, there were always exceptions, involving some less common Great Daos, for which there were very few cultivators.

For example, the Great Dao of Sacrifice, the Great Dao of Death, the Great Dao of Destiny... Few people cultivate these niche Daos, which results in a scarcity of such scriptures and powerful practitioners.

As a result, it becomes extremely difficult for Ling Dan to comprehend these Great Daos. Even analyzing the Great Daos is incredibly difficult, let alone converting them into words.

So, despite seemingly being able to easily convert text over the years, Ling Dan has always struggled to gather the required number of three thousand characters.

"I can only hope that the great battle of the Dao will attract some powerful cultivators who practice uncommon Daos. They can watch their battle and develop written language." Ling Dan was also troubled and conflicted.

The being from the future could only nod: "That's all we can do. To be honest, it's possible to comprehend the Great Dao from the demonic script. But the demonic script contains the wisdom and thoughts of the Kunpeng. To learn from the demonic script to comprehend the Great Dao and then create a script would inevitably carry the shadow of the demonic script."

"Scripts bearing the shadow of demonic writing are not pure enough. Scripts that are not pure enough are not qualified to become the scripts passed down in the Xuanmen sect." Ling Dan was very cautious and knew very well that this matter could not be done.

I had thought before that I could comprehend the three thousand great Daos from the demonic script and then create mystical script.

However, the process of comprehension, though seemingly simple, actually involves many insights into the Dao, which are intertwined with the thoughts and wisdom of the Kunpeng. Therefore, the resulting script ultimately bears the shadow of demonic writing.

In this way, it's not pure enough, and it's not entirely new writing.

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After exchanging ideas for a long time, Ling Dan paused, showing no intention of continuing to create characters.

Anyway, before the three religions are established, we just need to create the written language, so there's no rush.

……

Now, as Ling Dan stepped out of the Ten Thousand Scrolls Pavilion and looked at the vast Kunlun Mountains, she felt inexplicably at peace.

Speaking of which, so many years have passed, and Ling Dan has gradually transformed from panic into maturity, becoming more and more familiar with this primordial world.

When it first took human form, it pretended to be naive in order to seek protection.

As we grow up, we gradually come to understand the ferocity of the vast wilderness, and thus gradually adapt to it.

Ling Dan has now grown into a handsome young man, his hair flowing in azure, concealed by a long white robe, exuding an aura of Daoist wisdom and emanating a delicate fragrance. Wherever he goes, many flowers involuntarily bloom.

Ling Dan traveled through the prehistoric world, and many young Taoist disciples along the way greeted him with great respect.

During this time, she also saw an old man who looked at Ling Dan with respect and greeted her.

Ling Dan nodded; she was quite familiar with this old man.

He is the reincarnation of a crane that has cultivated for a long time in Kunlun, and is the future Antarctic Immortal.

After a short while, Ling Dan took a stroll around, looking at the many growing spiritual herbs and roots, smelling the fragrance of the herbs, and with a flick of her sleeve, she transformed into tables and chairs.

Ling Dan brewed the Enlightenment Tea Tree, savoring the tea leaves that had transformed into its essence, and felt the changes within them: "This is true cultivation, this is true life..."

In between cultivation, how wonderful it would be to admire flowers and savor tea.

It's really not good to get involved in all this fighting outside.

A peaceful and comfortable life is the true path to immortality.

Ling Dan was sipping tea when Ling Xi, not knowing when, rushed over: "Senior Brother..."

Looking at Ling Xi, Ling Dan asked in surprise, "The Dao Fruit has been condensed?"

"That's natural. I took advantage of the break in the previous Dao competition to condense the Dao Fruit. After all, I've accumulated so many years of experience, and I've broken through the Dao to start over. It's only natural to condense a Dao Fruit." Ling Xi said with a smile.

Ling Dan nodded, knowing Ling Xi's background.

The innate gourd vine, having transformed into human form, possessed sufficient aptitude and foundation, and had even survived a life-or-death tribulation. After transformation, it reached the Great Luo cultivation level.

However, that cultivation level was all inherited. After adapting, one would sever that cultivation level, cultivate the Xuanmen inheritance, integrate and comprehend the Great Dao that resonates with one's own, and then condense the Dao Fruit.

This rate of improvement far exceeds that of Duobao.

Despite entering the Dao so early, Duobao has only just reached the Great Luo realm and is still cultivating the Dao Transformation Method. It will take him a long time to condense his Dao Fruit.

It's not that Duobao's aptitude is lacking, but rather that Duobao represents the orthodox method of improvement speed. In comparison, Ling Dan and Ling Xi are exceptions.

Ling Dan comprehends the Great Dao by relying on the patterns of the divine pill within her body, thus achieving extremely rapid progress. Ling Xi, on the other hand, relies on her inherent strength.

Duobao can't compare.

Sipping a little tea is quite leisurely.

Ling Xi gazed at the sky, seemingly enjoying Ling Dan's company: "Senior Brother... the Demon Court and the great clans are locked in endless conflict. When will it finally end?"

"Why do you care about this?" Ling Dan looked at Ling Xi, puzzled.

"Just chatting casually when we're bored," Ling Xi said casually.

Ling Dan sipped her tea in thought, then said, "The conflict between the Demon Court and the great clans will only end when one side loses. However, this current fighting is merely a prelude. The real war is still a long way off."

Ling Dan's eyes seemed to see through the years and into the future.

Based on her memories from her past life, Ling Dan knew very well that this war and chaos would definitely not end so easily.

Furthermore, the Wu tribe has not shown itself here.

Speaking of which, Ling Dan was also puzzled. Originally, it was a war between the Lich and the Demon Clan, but now it's the Demon Court fighting against many other major clans, and the Lich Clan has nothing to do with it.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. The insufficient number of witches is an absolute problem.

If there aren't enough people, there won't be any competition for territory, making it difficult to create competition.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xi pondered for a moment, then nodded silently, feeling that his senior brother Ling Dan seemed young, merely a teenager.

It is full of great wisdom and very attractive.

……

"Um?"

Suddenly, Ling Dan, who was enjoying her tea, felt an ominous feeling creeping over her.

Ling Dan looked at the teacup, at the slightly spilled tea, and said, "I have a bad feeling about this."

"Senior brother? What's wrong?" Ling Xi asked with concern.

"It's alright... I just had a sudden feeling that something was amiss. But there's no danger. Oh well, maybe it's that alchemist talking about me again." Ling Dan laughed nonchalantly.

Speaking of which, ever since becoming the Supreme Alchemist, alchemists have frequently talked about him, which has often stirred up Ling Dan's interest. Not long ago, even the power of faith gathered in him.

Ling Dan shook his head, preparing to continue sipping his tea. Unexpectedly, the Antarctic Immortal slowly approached: "Young Master Ling Dan... a distinguished guest has arrived at the mountain gate..."

"Distinguished guest?" Ling Dan asked, puzzled and somewhat uneasy. After a moment's thought, she said, "Let's go see what kind of distinguished guest it is."

After the Antarctic Immortal took human form, he became the steward of Kunlun Blessed Land, responsible for managing the Daoist disciples and receiving guests. Ling Dan, on the other hand, didn't have such trouble.

Following the guidance of the Antarctic Immortal, they soon arrived at the mountain gate. But as soon as they arrived, they felt a familiar aura.

It was none other than Nuwa!