Primordial Era: At the beginning, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor invited me to drink beast milk, and

A terrifying pressure emanated from Qin Yuan, pressing down on everyone present as if the sky were collapsing.

Even the newly promoted Great Demon God Shi Zhongtian couldn't help but take a half step back, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Qin Yuan looked at Shi Ziling and his wife in front of him, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"During the battle between the two Shi Hao, Shi Hao shocked the world with his own strength. Where were you then?"

He took a step, and the entire courtyard seemed to tremble at that step.

"Now they've come to my Heaven-Mending Pavilion. Could it be for those Venerables I've imprisoned? I remember there are a few from the Immortal Mountain among them."

Shi Ziling subconsciously clenched his sleeves, barely managing to maintain a calm facade.

Qin Yuan continued, "If you want people, just bring what you need to prepare."

"But if you think you can take someone away just because of this blood relation, you'll be disappointed."

“I arrested those people; it has nothing to do with Shi Hao. I hope you can make that clear.”

Then, Qin Yuan turned to Qin Hao.

Although the boy tried his best not to bow his head, his slightly trembling legs betrayed his fear.

“I know you harbor resentment towards Shi Hao and feel that you are nothing more than a substitute, a tool to save him.”

"But have you ever thought that while you were being pampered in your parents' arms, Shi Hao was fighting for his life against ferocious beasts in the wilderness?"

"The elixirs and magical treasures you need for your cultivation have all been carefully prepared by someone."

"And Shi Hao? He has to fight his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, relying on his own hands to seize every opportunity."

"Do you know how many times Shi Hao has struggled on the edge of life and death to survive to this day? How many times has he been on the verge of despair?"

"Shi Hao owes you nothing. Your so-called replacement and treatment are just wishful thinking on your part!"

"His supreme bone had already repaired itself long before you knew. He doesn't need your hypocritical pity at all!"

He looked down at Qin Hao, whose face was pale, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"If I ever see that arrogant face of yours again, I won't hesitate to use my status as your elder brother to teach you what respect really means."

"Of course, if you consider yourself a member of the aloof Qin clan, and have nothing to do with the Shi clan."

Qin Yuan gave a cold laugh, and his voice suddenly rose.

"Then the next time you set foot on the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, it will be your death day!"

"roll!"

With this roar, a violent burst of energy erupted from Qin Yuan's body.

The Shi family was thrown out like kites with broken strings, landing awkwardly outside the courtyard gate.

"Brother Yuan..."

Shi Hao watched this scene, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, his voice low and hoarse.

He was about to speak when Qin Yuan turned around and interrupted him.

Qin Yuan's expression softened, and he gently patted Shi Hao's shoulder.

"If you give birth but don't raise your child, you can repay with a severed finger. You don't owe them anything."

“Your true family is me, it is Fifteenth Master Shi Zhongtian, it is Qingfeng, it is Xiaoman, it is everyone in Xiaohe Village.”

“These are the people who truly treat you like family, not the so-called Qin Hao.”

"If it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't have let them off so easily."

As Shi Hao listened to Qin Yuan's words, his eyes welled up with tears.

The grievances and resentment that had been building up inside me were finally released at this moment.

Standing to the side, Shi Zhongtian looked at the two brothers with a deep bond and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Qin Yuan knew that the great calamity of the Eight Realms was imminent, and the entire Perfect World would be plunged into unprecedented turmoil.

Under Qin Yuan's arrangement, all the villagers of Xiaohe Village and Liu Shen were settled in the inner garden of Butian Pavilion.

The spiritual energy there is abundant, making it far more suitable for cultivation than Xiaohe Village.

During this period, Shi Ziling and his wife were clearly unwilling to give up.

They tried to meet with Shi Hao again through Shi Zhongtian on several occasions.

But Shi Zhongtian refused without hesitation.

He didn't even bother to say another word to them, simply waving his hand to set up a barrier, isolating them outside the Dao Asking Pavilion.

Inside the secluded cultivation chamber deep within the Dao Wen Pavilion, bursts of light flowed.

Shi Hao sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, surrounded by ancient runes.

Each rune emitted a mysterious light, weaving a profound and mysterious net within the secret chamber.

He slowly raised his right hand, and a jade slip appeared in his palm.

The jade slip was crystal clear and emitted a faint blue light; it was a treasure that recorded the Kunpeng Technique.

This jade slip carries an unparalleled inheritance, an opportunity that Shi Hao obtained after undergoing numerous trials in the Kunpeng Nest.

In the original work, countless powerful individuals fought endlessly for this inheritance, even triggering an earth-shattering war.

However, at this moment, facing his closest elder brother, Shi Hao handed over the jade slip without hesitation.

In his heart, compared to his elder brother who had always protected him, any magic technique paled in comparison.

Qin Yuan took the jade slip and felt a sudden weight in his hand.

The vast Daoist aura contained within the jade slip rushed towards him, as if a boundless ocean were slowly unfolding before him.

He knew the significance of this gift; it was not only a peerless technique that could change one's cultivation path, but also Shi Hao's complete trust in him.

Deep within the secret chamber, Qin Yuan began to attempt to cultivate the Kunpeng Treasure Technique.

However, he soon discovered the problem.

Whenever he circulates his internal energy, the power within his body becomes chaotic and disordered.

The energy in the meridians was colliding everywhere, completely unable to circulate as smoothly as Shi Hao's.

Shi Hao was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands together.

Although he saw the crux of the problem, he was at a loss.

This precious technique seemed to be a perfect fit for him, and he practiced it with unparalleled ease.

However, Qin Yuan found cultivation extremely difficult.

The difference in their physical constitutions was particularly evident at this moment.

Shi Hao was secretly anxious, but he was powerless to do anything about it and could only watch helplessly as Qin Yuan struggled in his cultivation.

Unable to achieve his goal in cultivation, Qin Yuan raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and slowly stood up.

Since we can't break through the bottleneck here, we can only return to the primordial world to seek answers.

The stone tablet inside Qin Yuan's body emitted a faint light, and spatial power flowed around him.

With a spatial fluctuation, Qin Yuan's figure disappeared from the Dao Asking Pavilion.

After passing through the passage between the two worlds, his figure solidified again.

Qin Yuan returned to the familiar prehistoric world once again.

He found Yunshang and recounted in detail how he cultivated the Kunpeng Treasure Technique.

After listening, Yunshang led Qin Yuan to the training ground on the back mountain.

The area is rich in spiritual energy and surrounded by stable magic arrays, making it ideal for practicing martial arts techniques.

"Come, let your master see this precious technique."

Qin Yuan nodded and began to circulate the Kunpeng Treasure Technique.

In an instant, the world changed color, the sea of ​​clouds churned, and a huge phantom of a Kunpeng gradually emerged behind him.

But the phantom remained blurry, sometimes taking the shape of a Kun (a mythical fish), sometimes a Peng (a mythical bird), and it could never solidify.