Primordial Era: I, the Lamp Burner, intercept the Western opportunity at the outset.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are beings evolved from the essence of Pangu's blood and the turbid energy at the time of creation. Each Ancestral Witch is born close to a law, and they can enhance their control over the power of the law by continuously improving their bloodline power.

They are: Dijiang, the Ancestral Witch of Space; Zhujiuyin, the Ancestral Witch of Time; Goumang, the Ancestral Witch of Wood; Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire; Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch of Water; Rushou, the Ancestral Witch of Metal; Houtu, the Ancestral Witch of Earth; Qiangliang, the Ancestral Witch of Thunder; Xizi, the Ancestral Witch of Lightning; Tianwu, the Ancestral Witch of Wind; Xuanming, the Ancestral Witch of Rain; and Shebishi, the Ancestral Witch of Poison.

It is estimated that Dijiang, as the head of the Ancestral Witches, should have already entered the realm of Great Luo Golden Immortal. Zhujiuyin should also be close to advancement. The other ten Ancestral Witches should at least be in the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. They can be said to be the most violent group in the prehistoric world at this time.

Houtu asked him to persuade those violent barbarians to live in peace with the demon race. Wouldn't that be like a lamb entering a tiger's den, only to be skinned alive? But since he was getting a spiritual treasure for free, he couldn't just leave without showing some appreciation.

Ran Deng reached out and grasped, taking out a spiritual root from the space of the Measuring Ruler, and handed it to Hou Tu.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, this is a low-grade innate spiritual root, which may solve the food source problem for the ordinary people of the Wu Clan."

The so-called Lai Mou is wheat from later generations. When Ran Deng was repairing the earth's veins in the West, he encountered it. The fruit it produced could only increase qi and blood, and had little effect on Ran Deng.

Although they can reproduce on their own, the quality of the offspring will continue to decline, but they are an excellent food source for the witch clan.

Houtu took the spiritual root and examined it carefully, her eyes revealing surprise.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, if this spiritual root is properly cultivated, it can support the food consumption of most of our clan members below the Taiyi Golden Immortal level."

Ran Deng hesitated slightly. Don't be fooled by the fact that everyone is a Taiyi Golden Immortal now. After the Dao Ancestor transmits the Dharma, Golden Immortals will be as rare as dogs, and Daluo will be everywhere. It won't be enough to just meet the needs of Golden Immortals.

He reached out and took back the innate spiritual root, Mou Lai. The Merit Mirror in his spiritual platform spun, continuously pouring merit into it until it was promoted to a high-grade acquired spiritual root. In this way, the quality of its fruit was improved, and the difficulty of cultivating seedlings was reduced.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, the fruits produced in this way will also be of some help to you now."

Randeng handed the spiritual root over to Houtu to examine again, which was enough to offset a large part of the karma from obtaining the Enlightenment Tea Tree and the Treasure Coin.

After examining it, Houtu looked surprised.

"Fellow Daoist, did you expend your own merits to advance your rank?"

The value of merit in the primordial world far exceeds that of ordinary spiritual treasures and spiritual roots, simply because it can help living beings improve their cultivation.

"It's alright, as long as it helps you, fellow Daoist. Otherwise, I would feel uneasy holding the Enlightenment Tea Tree and the Treasure-Dropping Coins."

Dipankara avoided the topic of merit, but in terms of merit, Dipankara was indeed the one with the most merit among all the innate deities at this time.

"In addition, now that there are many people of the Primordial Clan, there are always some spirit beasts whose bloodlines have degenerated. The Wu Clan can also select some that reproduce quickly and raise them themselves, which is also a good source of food."

He gave Houtu another suggestion, as to whether doing so would prevent the Lich War from happening.

The answer is no. Eating and being eaten is merely a superficial conflict between the demon race and the witch race. The core essence is that both races want the destiny of unifying the prehistoric world.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng is truly a wise man. I will tell my brother all of this when I get back. The Wu Clan welcomes you to visit anytime."

Houtu spoke sincerely, feeling that her decision to come out in search of a hunting ground was a wise one. Although she hadn't found a hunting ground, she had encountered Randeng, who had solved her immediate problem.

She cupped her hands in greeting to the lamp, and with a flicker of her body, she disappeared into the distance along the earth's veins.

Randeng couldn't help but smile at Houtu's anxious look. He had originally wanted to invite Houtu to taste the Enlightenment Tea.

He took out a piece of Earth Essence Jade left over from refining weapons, used magic to create a tea set, took out about ten Enlightenment Tea leaves and put them in, then condensed water vapor from the air and turned it into water flow into the tea set.

Then, the Jade Void Glazed Lamp on his shoulder flashed, and a wisp of Eternal Spirit Flame was thrown into the water. Soon the tea boiled, and a unique aroma wafted over.

Taking a sip, the tea transformed into a warm current that slid into his stomach, a gentle spiritual energy spread out, and a clear energy rose upwards, merging into the spiritual platform of the lamp. It was as if the parched earth had received sweet dew, and the lamp instantly felt closer to the world.

Taking advantage of this state, Ran Deng took out the Treasure Coin, intending to refine it in one fell swoop.

The Falling Treasure Coin was entirely golden, as if it were made of pure gold. It was round inside and square outside, with the four characters "Falling Treasure Coin" engraved on the front. When activated by magic, a pair of transparent wings would appear on both sides.

Strangely, it lacks the innate restrictions common to innate spiritual treasures. Instead, it contains some innate Dao patterns, which should be unique to innate rare treasures. With Ran Deng's level of weapon crafting, he could roughly discern the meaning of "cutting off" and "striking down" within them.

With the blessing of the Enlightenment Tea, Randeng spent a thousand years refining these innate Dao patterns one by one, thus gaining complete mastery over time.

However, since there is no target at the moment, it is impossible to test its power, but using merit to activate it is indeed feasible.

Randeng stood up, raised his hand and cast a spell to move the innate grand array within the earth's veins to the outside world, covering the entire Wuyi Mountain. This place was also a blessed land, which he could keep as his Daoist temple in the east.

Thus, his trip to Wuyi Mountain was complete. He had acquired a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, an innate rare treasure, and a future Daoist temple. He didn't know how his own fortune would turn out, but with his foresight, it was still feasible for him to gather the treasures ahead of time.

Without lingering, Ran Deng unleashed the Primordial Measuring Ruler and continued on his journey, finally arriving at Kunlun Mountain after about a hundred years.

As the second most sacred mountain in the primordial world after Buzhou Mountain, Kunlun Mountain stretches for tens of millions of miles and is divided into East Kunlun and West Kunlun. East Kunlun is the sacred site of the Three Pure Ones, while West Kunlun is occupied by the Yaochi Daoist, who will later become the Queen Mother of the West. The mountain is filled with spiritual energy and radiant with light, and its mountains and rivers are like a fairyland.

As soon as Randeng stepped into the territory of East Kunlun, in the Sanqing Palace on Kunlun Mountain, the Supreme Lord opened his eyes, turned to his left and right and said,

"Second brother, third brother, we have distinguished guests arriving today. Quickly prepare to entertain them."

Tongtian quickly calculated with his fingers and realized that it was Randeng who had come to keep the appointment. He laughed heartily.

"Second brother, your long-awaited Fellow Daoist Ran Deng has arrived. Quickly prepare all your weapon-refining tools."

Yuanshi knew that Randeng was coming, and smiled knowingly. Nowadays, there are very few people in the prehistoric world who can refine acquired spiritual treasures. It is not easy to find a like-minded friend. Yuanshi has been missing Randeng for a long time and is waiting for him to come and exchange ideas on the way of refining weapons.

Ran Deng paused at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and three streaks of light flew down from the mountain peak. Before he arrived, Tongtian's laughter echoed.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, you've finally arrived! I've been so bored staying in Kunlun Mountain these past few days."

The light dissipated, revealing three Daoists, one old, one middle-aged, and one young, all of whom were at the Great Luo Realm.

"It seems that a new era of the Great Luo is about to begin in the primordial world."

Ran Deng thought to himself, "The lowest cultivation level to enter the Chaos Realm is the Great Luo. It seems that I am not far from preaching at Zixiao Palace."

Compared to Ran Deng, the Three Pure Ones on the other side were clearly more surprised.

Yuanshi looked Randeng up and down and found that his aura was stable, which meant that he had broken through to the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm some time ago. But it had only been a short time since they last parted ways.

Tongtian, genuinely happy for Randeng, stepped forward, patted Randeng on the shoulder, and smiled.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, well, you're secretly cultivating behind my back again."

He's a typical person who's both afraid of fellow cultivators being bad at it and afraid of fellow cultivators cultivating too fast.

Tai Shang secretly pondered how long it would take him to advance to the mid-stage of the Great Luo realm.