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

"stand up!"

Zhong Lingyun's voice came from the Chaos Bell, carrying the unique warmth of the Golden Crow's origin.

Bai Ze was startled.

The voice wasn't Taiyi's, but he would never mistake the aura of the Golden Crow's origin within the Chaos Bell.

That is the power of Donghuang, the last trace that Taiyi left in this world!

"You are... Zhong Ling?"

Bai Ze raised his head, a glint of light flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

He is a demon saint who knows the names of all things, and the fact that the Chaos Bell has a spirit is not a secret among the higher-ups of the demon race.

"good."

Bai Ze took a deep breath and kowtowed again.

"Lord Zhongling, the remaining 37,000-strong demon clan of the Ten Thousand Mountains are at your command!"

Yang Jian stood aside, holding Yang Chan, quietly watching this scene.

Although he was young, he gleaned a great deal from Bai Ze's reaction.

His teacher was far more unfathomable than he had imagined.

"Bai Ze, how much fighting power does the demon race currently possess?"

Bai Ze's voice lowered.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, there are approximately eight thousand demons capable of fighting in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Among them, there are two Quasi-Saints, eight Great Luo Realm cultivators, and the rest are all below Great Luo Realm."

Zhong Lingyun remained silent.

With this little power, let alone fighting the Heavenly Court, we couldn't even defeat the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect!

Back when the demon race was at its peak, there were tens of thousands of people at the Great Luo realm!

"However—" Bai Ze changed the subject, "if news of the Chaos Bell's return spreads, the Di Jun bloodline and the demon master Kunpeng of the North Sea... might make different choices."

"We'll talk about Beihai later," Zhong Lingyun interrupted Bai Ze. "There's something more important right now."

The Chaos Bell tilted slightly, its mouth pointing directly at Yang Jian.

"This is my disciple, Yang Jian. From this day forward, the Ten Thousand Mountains will be his whetstone."

Bai Ze looked at Yang Jian, his gaze lingering for a moment on the Heavenly Eye mark between his eyebrows.

"Three-eyed...a child of the Yang family?"

Bai Ze certainly knew about the Yang family.

The fact that Yao Ji, the sister of the Heavenly Emperor, married a mortal was no secret in the Three Realms.

"To reach the Innate Realm, one must hone one's skills amidst the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

Bai Ze frowned. "The weakest of the demonic beasts on the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains is at least at the Qi Refining and Nascent Soul stage..."

That's why it's called a whetstone.

Bai Ze opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Lord Zhongling's style of doing things is really in line with Donghuang Taiyi's—they're both so ruthless.

……

From that day on, Yang Jian's nightmare began.

On the first day, Zhong Lingyun threw him into the dense forest on the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

"The rule is simple—come back alive."

Less than a quarter of an hour after Yang Jian stepped into the dense forest, a three-zhang-long (approximately 10 meters) long green-scaled python swooped down from the treetop.

A demonic beast at the Refining Qi to Divine Transformation Realm!

The python's tail swept across, the wind howled, and Yang Jian dodged to the side, sending pebbles flying beneath his feet.

The Crimson Divine Power circulated rapidly within his body, and the power of the sun poured into his right fist, slamming it into the python's body.

"Bang!"

The fist sank into the scales, and the Azure Scaled Python hissed in pain. It then coiled its body around Yang Jian.

Strangulate!

Yang Jian's ribs cracked, and a sharp pain shot through him.

But he didn't scream; instead, he opened his third eye at the moment he was strangled.

A beam of golden divine light shot out, striking the Azure Scale Python squarely in its vital spot!

The python's body trembled violently, and its grip loosened.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yang Jian broke free and unleashed a barrage of punches, alternating between the power of the Yin and Yang energies. After seven punches, he broke the spine of the Azure Scale Python.

The first battle was a Pyrrhic victory.

Yang Jian sat beside the python's corpse, panting heavily. His left arm was dislocated, and three ribs were broken.

"Good, take a 15-minute break, then continue walking in."

Zhong Lingyun's voice was icy cold.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and put his dislocated left arm back in place. He struggled to his feet and stepped into the deeper part of the dense forest.

This went on for a whole month.

The speed at which the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram broke through between life and death was terrifying.

Fourth level, fifth level, sixth level—in just thirty days, Yang Jian cultivated the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram to the sixth level of perfection, reaching the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm!

In the context of the Primordial Era system, this is equivalent to the perfect refinement of essence into qi.

But Yang Jian's combat strength has long surpassed this level.

On the thirtieth day in the Ten Thousand Mountains, he hunted down a Crimson Flame Tiger at the peak of the Qi Refining Nascent Soul stage all by himself.

He didn't use his third eye; he fought purely with his physical body.

Bai Ze witnessed the entire event from a distant cliff, remaining silent for a long time.

A demon beast at the peak of the Qi Refining stage, capable of killing a demon beast at the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm... Such combat power would be outstanding even among the younger generation of the demon race during the Great Calamity of the Lich King.

This child's physical talent is practically tailor-made for the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram.

……

Yang Chan's situation, however, was unexpected by everyone.

On the third day after arriving at the Ten Thousand Mountains, Zhong Lingyun taught Yang Chan a martial arts technique.

The Western Emperor's Scripture!

This cultivation method comes from the world of Shrouding the Heavens and is the practice method of the human race's female emperor, the Western Emperor.

Zhong Lingyun's spiritual entity took the form of Zhong and was obtained by Wushi in his childhood.

In the beginningless memory, the complete lineage of the Western Emperor Scripture is clearly visible.

The cultivation methods of the world of Shrouding the Heavens underwent strange changes when they arrived in the prehistoric world.

In the world of Shrouding the Heavens, opening up the sea of ​​suffering only adds a few decades to one's lifespan.

But as soon as Yang Chan opened the sea of ​​suffering, Zhong Lingyun sensed her vitality surge—her lifespan jumped by five hundred years!

The concentration of spiritual energy in the primordial world is far greater than that in the world of Shrouding the Heavens. Under the nourishment of higher-level laws of heaven and earth, the effects of cultivation techniques are magnified many times over.

"Interesting." Zhong Lingyun kept this discovery in mind.

The cultivation techniques from all realms would have an amplifying effect when practiced in the primordial world—meaning that the cultivation techniques he possessed from all the heavens and myriad realms were far more valuable than he had anticipated.

Yang Chan's talent was not as great as Yang Jian's, but the Western Emperor Scripture followed a different path.

This technique uses softness to overcome hardness and water to nourish all things, which perfectly matches Yang Chan's gentle and delicate nature.

After more than a month of cultivation, Yang Chan had successfully passed through the Sea of ​​Bitterness Realm and arrived at the threshold of the Life Spring Realm.

Bai Ze was amazed by this and kept asking Zhong Lingyun for three days what kind of technique it was, but Zhong Lingyun didn't reveal a single word.

……

That night, Yang Jian washed his wounds by a mountain stream.

The moonlight shone on the water, and he looked at his reflection—his face, which had lost its childishness—and remained silent for a long time.

"teacher."

"explain."

"You want to reunite the demon race?"

Yang Jian's tone was not a question, but a statement.

He spent a month in the Ten Thousand Mountains; he's neither blind nor stupid.

Bai Ze's attitude towards the Chaos Bell, the mountain demons' fervor upon seeing the Chaos Bell—all the clues are crystal clear.

"And then?" Zhong Lingyun asked back.

"I am a human."

"so?"

Yang Jian raised his head, and the moonlight fell on the mark of his Heavenly Eye.

"Therefore, you need a human disciple to stand beside the demon race's banner. The idea that humans and demons are irreconcilable is a prejudice. You need to break not only the Heavenly Court, but also this prejudice."

Zhong Lingyun remained silent for two breaths.

"You're smarter than I expected."

"Being chased by monsters for a month has made my brain work much faster."

Zhong Lingyun let out a soft laugh, the first laugh he had given since returning to the Primordial World.

Just then—

Two familiar fluctuations suddenly emanated from Zhong Lingyun's body!