Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 660 The Human Race's Predicament, Covetousness! (Two Chapters Combined)

In fact, before he came, he had already obtained a lot of information about the Primordial Continent from the ancient blood demons of Kyushu and the Star-Devouring Dragon.

Therefore, when he arrived at this place, he was not completely clueless and knew nothing at all.

Song Changming was not particularly surprised or taken aback by the origins of this group of people.

He roughly knew that there were many small worlds like the Nine Provinces where he lived. Some had disappeared and become dead lands or desolate places, while others, like the Nine Provinces, had developed many ethnic groups and even established stable countries and order, and prospered.

Those who emerge from these small worlds, if they know about the Primordial Continent, will mostly choose to come here in their lifetime to fight for a position of immortality and thus transcend the mortal realm and achieve eternal life!

That is why, originally there were no humans on the continent, but as more people came, there gradually became many human settlements.

Another day passed.

Song Changming's physical condition has basically recovered to about 70-80%.

Regarding the injury from that fall, he had actually already recovered. These days he was mostly recovering from the exhaustion caused by traveling through space.

His soul power, in particular, doesn't recover very quickly, and it hasn't fully recovered yet.

"Fortunately, I only needed three lives to get here," Song Changming muttered to himself.

This is much better than his plan to spend ten lives exploring the primordial continent.

After all, the lifespan he had painstakingly accumulated was not something that came easily; every little bit saved was precious.

If we really lose ten lives this time, it would be like going back to square one.

As for returning to Kyushu to pick up Su Qingqing and the others, that matter needs to be put on hold for now; it's not the right time yet.

Firstly, he had not yet fully explored the situation of this primordial continent, and it would be unwise to rush to take it over.

Furthermore, the dangers encountered during this spatial journey are self-evident.

Even though he has now completely locked onto the spatial location of the Primordial Continent and will no longer travel around randomly and still need to explore, that universe and starry sky still makes him extremely wary.

He will never forget how he died suddenly the first time.

If he were to encounter another cosmic beast on his way to and from Su Qingqing and the others, resulting in their complete annihilation, he would naturally survive, but Su Qingqing and the others, who only had one life, would undoubtedly perish.

Until we have sufficient power to protect Su Qingqing and the others, this matter needs to be carefully considered.

At that moment, a surge of energy emanated from the cave entrance.

With a flick of his sleeve, Song Changming moved the heavy doorway open on its own.

"Brother Song, how is your recovery going today?" A carefree laugh echoed into the cave as the man with the iron fan strode in.

Two women they had met before also walked in together.

A blonde woman holding a scepter, and a blue-haired woman carrying an iron bow.

"Brother Tang, thanks to you, I've recovered quite well." Song Changming glanced quickly at the two women, then spoke politely to the man with the iron fan.

This person's name is Tang Kecha. Judging from both his appearance and his name, it is clear that although he did not come from the same small world as Tang Kecha, their backgrounds and environments were somewhat similar.

Therefore, the mainstream culture of the human race that emerged also has many similarities.

"That's good. You, me, and Fulan and Biyougen are quite destined. Today I brought two jars of fine wine. Would Brother Song do me the honor of having a drink with us?" Tang Kecha said, casually gesturing with his finger.

Suddenly, a small section of space became distorted, and then two jars of wine fell out of it.

"Since it's Brother Tang who invited me, I'm naturally willing," Song Changming said calmly, glancing at the two jars of fine wine again.

"Great! Then we'll borrow your cave for a bit, and we'll leave after we finish our drinks," Tang Kecha said with a smile.

"The cave is simple, please bear with us," Song Changming said.

The cave is not actually empty. In the small space, there are stone benches, stone tables, and a stone platform for sitting cross-legged or sleeping.

Don't underestimate these seemingly ordinary pieces of furniture. Remember when Song Changming fell from a great height and was seriously injured? He only suffered a few shallow cracks in the ground, which shows how hard the rocks here are.

Polishing it into stone furniture has never been a simple task.

These pieces of furniture all belonged to the cave before, suggesting that the cave had been inhabited by one, or even more, previous owners before Song Changming.

The warm wine was just average, not as good as the fine wines of Kyushu.

Of course, Song Changming didn't show it, which dampened the mood of the others.

"Brother Song, in this secluded valley, many resources are scarce, and this wine is a rare commodity. This is also a way to celebrate your joining us," Tang Kecha said with a smile.

When talking about this wine, he seemed to feel a bit of regret.

"How can a place so rich in spiritual energy be so lacking in resources?" Song Changming asked, somewhat puzzled.

Based on his observation, what Tang Kecha said was true. Below this great rift valley, apart from the rocks, there were almost no spiritual plants, and even spiritual minerals were scarce. It was just a place with spiritual energy but no spiritual plants.

"Brother Song, you don't understand. If resources weren't scarce here, how could we humans have the chance to settle here?" Tang Kecha said with a wry smile and a shake of his head.

"Brother Tang, please elaborate," Song Changming asked.

He knew that these humans weren't living a very good life, but he didn't really understand why or how bad it was.

"Then let me tell you about it," Tang Kecha said, taking a sip of his wine.

"There are countless demons and monsters on this primordial continent. The plants and trees you see are commonplace. Even a patch of mist, a cloud, or even a ray of sunlight could transform into a spirit!"

Many of them are cannibals, and they also love to eat people like us who have achieved spiritual cultivation. Perhaps if we just pass by a mountainous area, a gust of wind will blow away our flesh and bones, a wisp of mist will drain our marrow, and a drop of morning dew will smash our skulls open.
Brother Song, do you think we outsiders can survive in such a strange and bizarre place?

Tang Kecha's face was full of sorrow when he talked about these things.

They were ultimately just a group of outsiders, no match for these native mountain and sea spirits.

They existed on this primordial continent for thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years, so their strength was inevitable.

"Most humans, like us, can only find a relatively safe place to live, hide away temporarily, cultivate day by day, or slowly plan for opportunities. They dare not take any rash actions, after all, a person only has one life, and if they lose the gamble, everything is over."

Listening to what Tang Kecha said, Song Changming knew that this primordial continent was dangerous, but he never expected it to be this dangerous.

According to Tang Kecha, these outsiders had virtually no chance of survival here.

"Is there really no other way but to hide like this?" Song Changming asked, frowning.

"There's only one way." The short, stocky, blue-haired woman who had been silent all along suddenly looked at Song Changming and spoke up.

"That's becoming an immortal!" "That's right, only by becoming an immortal can we get out of our current predicament. Becoming an immortal is the only way out, and we must do whatever it takes!" Tang Kecha echoed, his tone exceptionally firm.

Becoming an immortal is both an obsession and a path to survival!
They valued the matter of becoming immortals more than anyone else.

The blonde Fran, noticing that Song Changming's cup was empty, took the initiative to pick up the wine jar and refill it for him. She even gave Song Changming a smile at the end, a smile that was different from her indifference when they first met.

"Brother Song, drink more. It's rare to find this kind of wine outside."

"Okay." Song Changming nodded and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Fran then poured him another glass, changing the subject.

“Brother Song, our human race is struggling to survive on this primordial continent, so we should stick together and advance together.”

“Yes, there is strength in numbers, and it is only right to look out for each other, all for the sake of survival,” Song Changming agreed.

“Yes, it’s all for survival.” Fran nodded with a smile, and then continued.

"Therefore, why don't we openly share what we've learned, learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and verify the great principles?"

"This... isn't a good idea?" Song Changming hesitated upon hearing this.

Revealing all one's abilities without reservation is undoubtedly a major taboo in the cultivation world.

Even the most trusted person would not do such a thing.

“Brother Song, I know this is a difficult situation, but what Fulan said is also true. We are all in the same situation now. Opportunities are rare in the Primordial Continent. Before we find the Immortal Fruit, we should do our best to improve our strength so that we can protect ourselves.”

"Brother Song, you won't be at a disadvantage either. The three of us will tell you all the methods we cultivate, and we will never let you down." Tang Kecha said earnestly from the side, his tone full of sincerity, leaving no room for argument.

In addition to the kindness Tang Kecha had shown in his previous assistance and the meticulous care he had given her over the past few days, it was hard to refuse his offer.

Unfortunately.
Song Changming sighed softly and said, "Brother Tang, if you hadn't spiked the drink, I might have been willing to exchange martial arts techniques with you. Since you've already decided to rob us outright, why bother with all this talk now?"

Tang Ke was taken aback when she heard this, then her expression changed slightly. She put away her overflowing sincerity and revealed a playful smile.

“My poison is colorless and odorless. When placed in wine, it has never been detected by anyone. Yet you were able to find it, Brother Song. I really underestimated you.”

"It's nothing," Song Changming said, putting down his wine glass, his expression remaining calm.

"Since you've already realized it, why continue drinking?" Tang Kecha asked curiously.

“Just like you said, since it’s so hard to find wine here, we can’t waste it,” Song Changming said with a light laugh, glancing at the two women beside him.

These two women were clearly plotting this with Tang Kecha's group. Although they were somewhat surprised that Song Changming had exposed them, they were not panicked.

Although they drank the alcohol, they probably had already taken the antidote beforehand.

"Are you so confident that you can cure my poison?" Tang Ke asked again, noticing that Song Changming remained calm and composed.

"We've already drunk the wine, so whether we're confident or not, we can only give it a try," Song Changming said with a smirk.

He admitted that he had misjudged the situation somewhat.

Tang Kecha's previous image was too approachable, and his help to him was too sincere.

If we were to rate his acting skills, Tang Kecha would definitely be a perfect score actor.

So much so that, despite his wariness, he actually believed his words about how, in the face of life and death, humanity should stick together for warmth.

But it seems that wherever there are people, there is still deceit and treachery.

There may indeed be humans living together in groups, but certainly not here.

At least the group of one man and two women in front of them must have done this kind of wicked thing before, as they seemed extremely skilled at it.

It's likely that they had these plans in mind when they first met Song Changming and came to his rescue.

Tang Kecha was tasked with getting closer to him. In the past few days, his words and actions were warm but not overly enthusiastic, which made people wary.

In fact, if Song Changming hadn't noticed something unusual in the wine today, he probably would still be in the dark.

The only flaw was that Fran, the blonde beauty, acted slightly unnaturally when offering the toast, but by then it was too late, since the drink had already been consumed.

As for why he could detect something unusual in a colorless and odorless drink, it was naturally due to the effects of his various physical characteristics.

His personal panel shows at least four physical traits that have specific poison resistance effects.

Celestial Spirit (Orange), Alchemist (Blue), Immaculate Body (Blue), Invulnerable to All Poisons (Blue).
That's why he immediately sensed something was wrong when he drank the poisoned wine.

Fortunately, his physical characteristics and detoxification abilities combined make his body virtually impregnable.

The hidden poison in the wine was instantly broken down by his body after only a short time.

Come to think of it, he's really not afraid of being poisoned.

"It seems that a century of self-cultivation and a lack of experience with war have somewhat lowered my guard."

Song Changming thought to himself that he should take this as a warning.

"Since my younger brother wants to give it a try, what are we waiting for?" Fran rose gracefully, holding her scepter, and looked up at Song Changming with a cold expression, speaking slowly.

Blue-haired Biyougen also stood up, took a few steps back, and touched the longbow on his back with one hand.

She did not let her guard down, and her gaze on Song Changming became even more sharp, not treating him as a poisoned person.

"In that case, alright then." Tang Ke nodded, but didn't get up. Instead, he put two fingers together near his lips.

In the past, he only needed to manipulate his soul power slightly, and the toxins lurking in the other party would immediately surge like waves, piercing the heart and lungs, and then spreading throughout the body, rapidly corroding all the flesh and organs.

There are countless powerful individuals who have died from his poison.

Even within his original little world, the reason he was able to dominate the entire world and reach the pinnacle of strength alongside Song Changming was largely due to the fact that many of his opponents were harmed by his incurable poison.

Upon arriving in this primordial world, he repeated his old tricks, harming many of the foreign tribes he brought with him, and obtaining a great deal of valuable cultivation resources from them.

It also includes cultivation methods for different small worlds. This stuff is useful in some ways, but not very useful in others.

Different spiritual systems are rarely compatible with each other.

In particular, the bodies they have painstakingly cultivated over hundreds of years are difficult to adapt to other power systems.

Therefore, they can only use other people's cultivation methods as a reference at most. They are more interested in the precious resources and extraordinary treasures that other people bring out from their own small worlds.

(End of this chapter)