Primordial Era: I've become a cheat code by taking Yang Jian as my disciple?

Kunpeng stared at her for five breaths with its vertical pupils.

"have."

"what?"

"The root bone of my right wing was shattered by Houtu's palm strike during the Lich War. It's been patched up, but it aches on cloudy days."

Yang Chan's expression instantly switched from tough to professional.

"An old injury at the Quasi-Saint level... I don't have enough high-grade pills on hand right now, but if I could use top-quality dragon bones as a medicinal guide—" she muttered as she squatted down and rummaged through her animal skin bag, calculating the proportions in her mouth.

As Kunpeng watched this scene, the chill in his vertical pupils lessened slightly.

"Bai Ze".

"Um?"

"Who taught this girl?"

Bai Ze wore a beast bone ring, and a crack appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.

Kunpeng remained silent.

……

The arrival of the North Sea demons fundamentally changed the situation in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

A crippled Quasi-Saint plus a weakened Quasi-Saint became—a peak Quasi-Saint, a late-stage Quasi-Saint, three mid-stage Quasi-Saints (including Bai Ze after his recovery), and one early-stage Quasi-Saint (Jiuying).

The number of Great Luo Golden Immortals jumped from eight to twenty-one.

The total troop strength is close to 40,000.

This lineup, placed on the chessboard of Fengshen Liangjie, is already a force that no power can ignore.

not enough.

Zhong Lingyun knew very well that it was far from enough.

The Chan Sect was presided over by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, with the Twelve Golden Immortals and the Daoist Burning Lamp, and dozens of disciples across three generations.

Not to mention the Jie Sect, which boasts the worship of ten thousand immortals, and its disciples at the Daluo level alone outnumber the entire wealth of the demon race.

Both Western religions and human religions have saints to back them up.

The demon race—has no saints.

It's true that Chaos Bell is comparable to a saint, but how much of his original power has he recovered?

Three percent, and less than 20% of the original essence of the Golden Crow remains.

In Bai Ze's words: "Our family is so poor that we can't even afford a coffin."

Therefore, Zhong Lingyun placed all his bets on a single word.

people.

To be precise—Yang Jian.

……

Late that night, Yang Jian sat in meditation on the scorched earth.

Beside the dark gold fire seed of the Burning Technique within his body, the golden bead left behind by Taiyi was emitting a faint pulsation.

The two are very close, but they are not integrated—there is an invisible barrier between them.

This barrier is called a realm.

Before reaching the Golden Immortal level, the seed of the Great Sun Burning Heaven Technique will not sprout.

As Yang Jian was sensing the patterns on the golden bead, a surge of unfamiliar information suddenly flooded into his mind.

It wasn't Zhong Lingyun who sent it.

Rather, it was a deeper resonance—the bond of destiny between him and Chaos Bell, the master-disciple connection, spontaneously trembled.

The information was chaotic, like a mirror shattered into hundreds of pieces, each reflecting a different scene.

He saw it—

A young man dressed in simple clothes knelt under a giant tree, opposite an old man with white hair and beard.

The old man placed his finger on the boy's brow, and a series of profound techniques flowed into him from his fingertip.

The boy's name emerged from the fragments of information.

Ji Ning.

The world of the Wilderness Era.

One of the worlds where Zhong Lingyun first projected his mental image.

"Yang Jian".

Zhong Lingyun's voice came from inside the Chaos Bell, his tone different from usual—it carried an excitement that Yang Jian had never heard before.

It wasn't the kind of outward, flamboyant excitement, but rather the kind of excitement a gambler feels when they turn over their cards and discover they've got a winning hand!

"Ji Ning has finally learned it!"

Yang Jian had no idea what the name Ji Ning was, but Zhong Lingyun's next sentence made his pupils shrink suddenly.

"He learned two things. The first is called the 'Second Primordial Spirit Cultivation Method,' and the second is called the 'Eighteen Divine Powers of Tao Wu's Avatars.'"

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"A second primordial spirit?"

"You can think of it as—creating a new body. Not a clone, not a substitute, but a second 'you' that shares the same origin and status as your true self."

Yang Jian's breath hitched for a second.

"The true body is dead, but the second body remains. The second body is dead, but the true body remains. They share the same true spirit, but each operates independently."

"Such methods—"

"It's impossible in the primordial world," Zhong Lingyun interrupted him, "but I can do it."

Yang Jian remained silent and waited.

Zhong Lingyun's voice softened, and he spoke each word very clearly.

"The Second Primordial Spirit Cultivation Method requires a rare and precious artifact as its foundation to support the separated true spirit. In the Doupo world, there is a method to attach the remnant soul of a fallen person to a rare and precious artifact to reshape their physical body—that's how Yao Lao was resurrected."

Yes, with their destinies intertwined more closely, Yang Jian has already learned of the existence of the myriad worlds!

"I combined the two, using the Golden Crow's essence as the foundation—"

Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye mark twitched three times on its own.

"With half of your true spirit as the seed."

"It can become the second form—the Great Sun Golden Crow!"

Quiet.

There was no wind on the scorched earth.

In the distance, wounded monsters whimpered softly, and further away, the sound of Kunpeng's patrol crunching stones could be heard.

Yang Jian stared at his palm for a long time.

Just a few days ago, the last ray of light from Taiyi lay in that spot on the palm of my hand.

"Less than 20% of the original essence of the Golden Crow remains."

Yang Jian's voice was calm, "After using one-tenth, how much do you have left, teacher?"

"Less than 10%"

"Is it enough to keep your body running?"

"reluctantly."

What does "勉强" mean?

Zhong Lingyun did not answer the question.

"Yang Jian, are you hesitating?"

"I'm settling accounts."

Yang Jian said.

"Having used up one-tenth of the Golden Crow's essence, you only have one trump card left. What if something unexpected happens during the Divine Sealing Tribulation—"

"An unexpected event has occurred."

Zhong Lingyun's tone was as if he were asking what to have for dinner.

"Taiyi left his essence with me, not so I could worship him like an ancestral tablet. Use it while you can, and when you're done, find another way."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

The primordial starry sky was much denser than the human world, and every star was so bright that it seemed to fall from the sky.

The sun was hidden below the horizon, but Yang Jian could sense it—having cultivated the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram to this day, the sun was like an inextinguishable lamp to him.

"Golden Crow".

Yang Jian murmured two words.

The origin of Taiyi transformed into his second true form.

Donghuang Taiyi is no longer here.

But the fire he left behind will reignite within Yang Jian's body.

"When will it start?"

"Now."

……

The Chaos Bell was placed face down on the ground, and golden light enveloped Yang Jian within the bell's inner space.

Yang Chan was kept outside.

"Second Brother—"

"Three days," Yang Jian's voice came from behind the golden light. "Come out in three days."

Yang Chan opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She recognized that tone—that's how her second brother always sounded when he made a decision, and there was no going back.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Yang Chan squatted down, leaning against the wall of the Chaos Bell, and hugged the animal skin medicine bag to her chest.

"The medicine is ready. The first thing you should do after you come out is take it."

The space inside the bell.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged in the center of the space, with the faint, almost invisible remnant of the Golden Crow's origin floating in front of him.

Less than 20%.

Zhong Lingyun's consciousness rose from beside the source, reaching out its hand to touch the ball of light.

The light trembled.

It's like she remembers him.

"An unexpected event has occurred."

Zhong Lingyun's tone was as if he were asking what to have for dinner.

"Taiyi left his essence with me, not so I could worship him like an ancestral tablet. Use it while you can, and when you're done, find another way."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

The primordial starry sky was much denser than the human world, and every star was so bright that it seemed to fall from the sky.

The sun was hidden below the horizon, but Yang Jian could sense it—having cultivated the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram to this day, the sun was like an inextinguishable lamp to him.

"Golden Crow".

Yang Jian murmured two words.

The origin of Taiyi transformed into his second true form.

Donghuang Taiyi is no longer here.

But the fire he left behind will reignite within Yang Jian's body.

"When will it start?"

"Now."

……

The Chaos Bell was placed face down on the ground, and golden light enveloped Yang Jian within the bell's inner space.

Yang Chan was kept outside.

"Second Brother—"

"Three days," Yang Jian's voice came from behind the golden light. "Come out in three days."

Yang Chan opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She recognized that tone—that's how her second brother always sounded when he made a decision, and there was no going back.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Yang Chan squatted down, leaning against the wall of the Chaos Bell, and hugged the animal skin medicine bag to her chest.

"The medicine is ready. The first thing you should do after you come out is take it."

The space inside the bell.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged in the center of the space, with the faint, almost invisible remnant of the Golden Crow's origin floating in front of him.

Less than 20%.

Zhong Lingyun's consciousness rose from beside the source, reaching out its hand to touch the ball of light.

The light trembled.

It's like she remembers him.

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"Having used up one-tenth of the Golden Crow's essence, you only have one trump card left. What if something unexpected happens during the Divine Sealing Tribulation—"

"An unexpected event has occurred."

Zhong Lingyun's tone was as if he were asking what to have for dinner.

"Taiyi left his essence with me, not so I could worship him like an ancestral tablet. Use it while you can, and when you're done, find another way."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

The primordial starry sky was much denser than the human world, and every star was so bright that it seemed to fall from the sky.

The sun was hidden below the horizon, but Yang Jian could sense it—having cultivated the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram to this day, the sun was like an inextinguishable lamp to him.

"Golden Crow".

Yang Jian murmured two words.

The origin of Taiyi transformed into his second true form.

Donghuang Taiyi is no longer here.

But the fire he left behind will reignite within Yang Jian's body.

"When will it start?"

"Now."

……

The Chaos Bell was placed face down on the ground, and golden light enveloped Yang Jian within the bell's inner space.

Yang Chan was kept outside.

"Second Brother—"

"Three days," Yang Jian's voice came from behind the golden light. "Come out in three days."

Yang Chan opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She recognized that tone—that's how her second brother always sounded when he made a decision, and there was no going back.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Yang Chan squatted down, leaning against the wall of the Chaos Bell, and hugged the animal skin medicine bag to her chest.

"The medicine is ready. The first thing you should do after you come out is take it."

The space inside the bell.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged in the center of the space, with the faint, almost invisible remnant of the Golden Crow's origin floating in front of him.

Less than 20%.

Zhong Lingyun's consciousness rose from beside the source, reaching out its hand to touch the ball of light.

The light trembled.

It's like she remembers him.

"An unexpected event has occurred."

Zhong Lingyun's tone was as if he were asking what to have for dinner.

"Taiyi left his essence with me, not so I could worship him like an ancestral tablet. Use it while you can, and when you're done, find another way."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

The primordial starry sky was much denser than the human world, and every star was so bright that it seemed to fall from the sky.

The sun was hidden below the horizon, but Yang Jian could sense it—having cultivated the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram to this day, the sun was like an inextinguishable lamp to him.

"Golden Crow".

Yang Jian murmured two words.

The origin of Taiyi transformed into his second true form.

Donghuang Taiyi is no longer here.

But the fire he left behind will reignite within Yang Jian's body.

"When will it start?"

"Now."

……

The Chaos Bell was placed face down on the ground, and golden light enveloped Yang Jian within the bell's inner space.

Yang Chan was kept outside.

"Second Brother—"

"Three days," Yang Jian's voice came from behind the golden light. "Come out in three days."

Yang Chan opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She recognized that tone—that's how her second brother always sounded when he made a decision, and there was no going back.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Yang Chan squatted down, leaning against the wall of the Chaos Bell, and hugged the animal skin medicine bag to her chest.

"The medicine is ready. The first thing you should do after you come out is take it."

The space inside the bell.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged in the center of the space, with the faint, almost invisible remnant of the Golden Crow's origin floating in front of him.

Less than 20%.

Zhong Lingyun's consciousness rose from beside the source, reaching out its hand to touch the ball of light.

The light trembled.

It's like she remembers him.

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"An unexpected event has occurred."

Zhong Lingyun's tone was as if he were asking what to have for dinner.

"Taiyi left his essence with me, not so I could worship him like an ancestral tablet. Use it while you can, and when you're done, find another way."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

The primordial starry sky was much denser than the human world, and every star was so bright that it seemed to fall from the sky.

The sun was hidden below the horizon, but Yang Jian could sense it—having cultivated the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram to this day, the sun was like an inextinguishable lamp to him.

"Golden Crow".

Yang Jian murmured two words.

The origin of Taiyi transformed into his second true form.

Donghuang Taiyi is no longer here.

But the fire he left behind will reignite within Yang Jian's body.

"When will it start?"

"Now."

……

The Chaos Bell was placed face down on the ground, and golden light enveloped Yang Jian within the bell's inner space.

Yang Chan was kept outside.

"Second Brother—"

"Three days," Yang Jian's voice came from behind the golden light. "Come out in three days."

Yang Chan opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She recognized that tone—that's how her second brother always sounded when he made a decision, and there was no going back.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Yang Chan squatted down, leaning against the wall of the Chaos Bell, and hugged the animal skin medicine bag to her chest.

"The medicine is ready. The first thing you should do after you come out is take it."

The space inside the bell.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged in the center of the space, with the faint, almost invisible remnant of the Golden Crow's origin floating in front of him.

Less than 20%.

Zhong Lingyun's consciousness rose from beside the source, reaching out its hand to touch the ball of light.

The light trembled.

It's like she remembers him.

"An unexpected event has occurred."

Zhong Lingyun's tone was as if he were asking what to have for dinner.

"Taiyi left his essence with me, not so I could worship him like an ancestral tablet. Use it while you can, and when you're done, find another way."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

The primordial starry sky was much denser than the human world, and every star was so bright that it seemed to fall from the sky.

The sun was hidden below the horizon, but Yang Jian could sense it—having cultivated the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram to this day, the sun was like an inextinguishable lamp to him.

"Golden Crow".

Yang Jian murmured two words.

The origin of Taiyi transformed into his second true form.

Donghuang Taiyi is no longer here.

But the fire he left behind will reignite within Yang Jian's body.

"When will it start?"

"Now."

……

The Chaos Bell was placed face down on the ground, and golden light enveloped Yang Jian within the bell's inner space.

Yang Chan was kept outside.

"Second Brother—"

"Three days," Yang Jian's voice came from behind the golden light. "Come out in three days."

Yang Chan opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She recognized that tone—that's how her second brother always sounded when he made a decision, and there was no going back.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Yang Chan squatted down, leaning against the wall of the Chaos Bell, and hugged the animal skin medicine bag to her chest.

"The medicine is ready. The first thing you should do after you come out is take it."

The space inside the bell.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged in the center of the space, with the faint, almost invisible remnant of the Golden Crow's origin floating in front of him.

Less than 20%.

Zhong Lingyun's consciousness rose from beside the source, reaching out its hand to touch the ball of light.

The light trembled.

It's like she remembers him.

"An unexpected event has occurred."

Zhong Lingyun's tone was as if he were asking what to have for dinner.

"Taiyi left his essence with me, not so I could worship him like an ancestral tablet. Use it while you can, and when you're done, find another way."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

The primordial starry sky was much denser than the human world, and every star was so bright that it seemed to fall from the sky.

The sun was hidden below the horizon, but Yang Jian could sense it—having cultivated the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram to this day, the sun was like an inextinguishable lamp to him.

"Golden Crow".

Yang Jian murmured two words.

The origin of Taiyi transformed into his second true form.

Donghuang Taiyi is no longer here.

But the fire he left behind will reignite within Yang Jian's body.

"When will it start?"

"Now."

……

The Chaos Bell was placed face down on the ground, and golden light enveloped Yang Jian within the bell's inner space.

Yang Chan was kept outside.

"Second Brother—"

"Three days," Yang Jian's voice came from behind the golden light. "Come out in three days."

Yang Chan opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She recognized that tone—that's how her second brother always sounded when he made a decision, and there was no going back.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Yang Chan squatted down, leaning against the wall of the Chaos Bell, and hugged the animal skin medicine bag to her chest.

"The medicine is ready. The first thing you should do after you come out is take it."

The space inside the bell.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged in the center of the space, with the faint, almost invisible remnant of the Golden Crow's origin floating in front of him.

Less than 20%.

Zhong Lingyun's consciousness rose from beside the source, reaching out its hand to touch the ball of light.

The light trembled.

It's like she remembers him.

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Yang Jian said.

"Having used up one-tenth of the Golden Crow's essence, you only have one trump card left. What if something unexpected happens during the Divine Sealing Tribulation—"

"An unexpected event has occurred."

Zhong Lingyun's tone was as if he were asking what to have for dinner.

"Taiyi left his essence with me, not so I could worship him like an ancestral tablet. Use it while you can, and when you're done, find another way."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

The primordial starry sky was much denser than the human world, and every star was so bright that it seemed to fall from the sky.

The sun was hidden below the horizon, but Yang Jian could sense it—having cultivated the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram to this day, the sun was like an inextinguishable lamp to him.

"Golden Crow".

Yang Jian murmured two words.

The origin of Taiyi transformed into his second true form.

Donghuang Taiyi is no longer here.

But the fire he left behind will reignite within Yang Jian's body.

"When will it start?"

"Now."

……

The Chaos Bell was placed face down on the ground, and golden light enveloped Yang Jian within the bell's inner space.

Yang Chan was kept outside.

"Second Brother—"

"Three days," Yang Jian's voice came from behind the golden light. "Come out in three days."

Yang Chan opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She recognized that tone—that's how her second brother always sounded when he made a decision, and there was no going back.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Yang Chan squatted down, leaning against the wall of the Chaos Bell, and hugged the animal skin medicine bag to her chest.

"The medicine is ready. The first thing you should do after you come out is take it."

The space inside the bell.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged in the center of the space, with the faint, almost invisible remnant of the Golden Crow's origin floating in front of him.

Less than 20%.

Zhong Lingyun's consciousness rose from beside the source, reaching out its hand to touch the ball of light.

The light trembled.

It's like she remembers him.

"An unexpected event has occurred."

Zhong Lingyun's tone was as if he were asking what to have for dinner.

"Taiyi left his essence with me, not so I could worship him like an ancestral tablet. Use it while you can, and when you're done, find another way."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

The primordial starry sky was much denser than the human world, and every star was so bright that it seemed to fall from the sky.

The sun was hidden below the horizon, but Yang Jian could sense it—having cultivated the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram to this day, the sun was like an inextinguishable lamp to him.

"Golden Crow".

Yang Jian murmured two words.

The origin of Taiyi transformed into his second true form.

Donghuang Taiyi is no longer here.

But the fire he left behind will reignite within Yang Jian's body.

"When will it start?"

"Now."

……

The Chaos Bell was placed face down on the ground, and golden light enveloped Yang Jian within the bell's inner space.

Yang Chan was kept outside.

"Second Brother—"

"Three days," Yang Jian's voice came from behind the golden light. "Come out in three days."

Yang Chan opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She recognized that tone—that's how her second brother always sounded when he made a decision, and there was no going back.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Yang Chan squatted down, leaning against the wall of the Chaos Bell, and hugged the animal skin medicine bag to her chest.

"The medicine is ready. The first thing you should do after you come out is take it."

The space inside the bell.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged in the center of the space, with the faint, almost invisible remnant of the Golden Crow's origin floating in front of him.

Less than 20%.

Zhong Lingyun's consciousness rose from beside the source, reaching out its hand to touch the ball of light.

The light trembled.

It's like she remembers him.

If I could only read one fantasy novel in my life, it would probably be "The Primordial Era: I Became a Golden Finger After Taking Yang Jian as My Disciple?"

"I'm settling accounts."

Yang Jian said.

"Having used up one-tenth of the Golden Crow's essence, you only have one trump card left. What if something unexpected happens during the Divine Sealing Tribulation—"

"An unexpected event has occurred."

Zhong Lingyun's tone was as if he were asking what to have for dinner.

"Taiyi left his essence with me, not so I could worship him like an ancestral tablet. Use it while you can, and when you're done, find another way."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

The primordial starry sky was much denser than the human world, and every star was so bright that it seemed to fall from the sky.

The sun was hidden below the horizon, but Yang Jian could sense it—having cultivated the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram to this day, the sun was like an inextinguishable lamp to him.

"Golden Crow".

Yang Jian murmured two words.

The origin of Taiyi transformed into his second true form.

Donghuang Taiyi is no longer here.

But the fire he left behind will reignite within Yang Jian's body.

"When will it start?"

"Now."

……

The Chaos Bell was placed face down on the ground, and golden light enveloped Yang Jian within the bell's inner space.

Yang Chan was kept outside.

"Second Brother—"

"Three days," Yang Jian's voice came from behind the golden light. "Come out in three days."

Yang Chan opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She recognized that tone—that's how her second brother always sounded when he made a decision, and there was no going back.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Yang Chan squatted down, leaning against the wall of the Chaos Bell, and hugged the animal skin medicine bag to her chest.

"The medicine is ready. The first thing you should do after you come out is take it."

The space inside the bell.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged in the center of the space, with the faint, almost invisible remnant of the Golden Crow's origin floating in front of him.

Less than 20%.

Zhong Lingyun's consciousness rose from beside the source, reaching out its hand to touch the ball of light.

The light trembled.

It's like she remembers him.