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

The earthenware jar lay quietly on the stone table, its unremarkable appearance revealing nothing extraordinary about it.

In fact, this was a postnatal spiritual treasure that Yunshang had personally crafted.

Although it is only of inferior quality, it contains an extraordinary origin.

In the primordial world, the hierarchy of spiritual treasures was incredibly strict.

Both innate and acquired spiritual treasures are priceless.

However, when Yunshang crafted this pottery jar, it wasn't to create any earth-shattering magical treasure, but simply to meet her most basic storage needs.

For cultivators of the primordial era, such a pottery jar is not even considered a treasure.

Before the Investiture of the Gods, immortal artifacts and spiritual artifacts had not yet appeared on a large scale, and it was already very difficult for ordinary cultivators to have a handy magic weapon.

The pottery jar in Qin Yuan's hand could be considered a celestial artifact in the Perfect World.

But in the primordial world, it was nothing more than an ordinary storage item.

The earthenware pot itself has no offensive capabilities, and it can't even be considered defensive.

Its sole purpose is to store items stably and safely.

When Yunshang was crafted, it was solely to address the practical needs of daily storage; there was no intention to give it any additional functions.

When the essence blood of the Wu tribe is stored in such a pottery jar, it remains as calm as ordinary blood.

The origins of the primordial world and the characteristics of its artifacts make this seemingly amazing treasure quite ordinary.

The resources in the two worlds are not even on the same level.

In the primordial world, a drop of essence blood might not even be considered a drop in the ocean.

In another world, the same essence and blood can trigger extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth, attracting countless covetous eyes.

The primordial world was rich in spiritual energy, and the Great Dao was abundant.

In such an environment, magical artifacts are like arms to cultivators.

However, for cultivators who have not yet attained immortality, it is a fatal burden.

Qin Yuan stared at the pottery jar in his hand, and a somewhat absurd thought flashed through his mind—to use this pottery jar to smash someone.

But he immediately dismissed the idea.

Not to mention the preciousness of the pottery jar as an acquired spiritual treasure.

Such a crude fighting style is completely unbecoming of a cultivator's dignity.

Imagine a monk wielding a pottery jar against an enemy; the image would be far too awkward.

In fact, Yunshang did not prepare any offensive magic weapons for Qin Yuan at all.

For cultivators who have not yet attained immortality, magical treasures are not only useless, but may even pose a deadly threat.

The Great Dao of the Primordial World is infinitely mysterious; cultivators who have not yet become immortals should not rashly use magical treasures.

At best, their magical power will be exhausted; at worst, their entire essence will be absorbed by the magical artifact.

Yunshang knew this all too well; she had prepared a bunch of defensive talismans for Qin Yuan.

Although these talismans appear ordinary, each one contains extraordinary defensive principles, enough to protect Qin Yuan in times of crisis.

The rim of the pottery jar cracked slightly, and a trace of almost tangible blood-red power quietly flowed out.

Even though it's only one-thousandth of the power, it's still terrifying in this lower world.

Even diluted essence blood of the witch clan is enough to trigger astonishing phenomena.

Qin Yuan looked down at the pottery jar, his brows furrowing slightly.

He clearly hadn't anticipated that the force would be so astonishing.

The primordial world is rich in resources, and what ordinary cultivators consider treasures may not be much here.

But the power of this essence blood has far exceeded the limits of the ordinary world.

The old village chief stood aside, speechless with shock at the sight before him.

His hands trembled as he stammered as he looked at Qin Yuan.

"Yuan'er, what... what kind of blood is this?"

Qin Yuan straightened his body, maintaining a proper posture.

He knew he needed a plausible explanation to cover up the origin of this power.

"This is precious blood."

He calmly said, "Not long ago, I met a powerful cultivator at the entrance of the village. He saw my potential and wanted to take me as his disciple. He also gave me this precious blood to temper my physical body."

Qin Yuan's lies were so well-woven that they were completely airtight.

In a world that values ​​inheritance, it is perfectly normal for a powerful person to take on a disciple and bestow their precious blood upon them.

Especially for a child who seems exceptionally gifted.

After listening, the old village chief smiled with satisfaction.

In his view, being able to obtain such precious blood was proof of Qin Yuan's extraordinary talent.

Since the other party is willing to give such precious cultivation resources, they must have high hopes for Qin Yuan.

"Yeah!"

The old village chief nodded repeatedly: "To obtain such precious blood means your fate is extraordinary."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Qin Yuan might have truly gained the favor of some extraordinary and powerful figure.

In the eyes of the old village chief, the value of this precious blood far exceeded that of the entire Xiaohe Village.

If the other party really had some ulterior motive, why would they be willing to give such precious resources to a child?

This powerful cultivator is clearly going to devote all his efforts to cultivating him.

He was filled with excitement at the thought that Qin Yuan was about to enter the Blood Transformation Realm.

"The Blood Transformation Realm! This is the first major realm in cultivation. It allows you to temper your physical body, unblock your blood and qi, and undergo a complete transformation!"

In a small place like Xiaohe Village, it is an incredible stroke of luck for someone to have such an opportunity.

The more the old village chief thought about it, the more he felt that Qin Yuan was the truly lucky one.

Since that mysterious expert chose Qin Yuan, there's absolutely no way he could have any ulterior motives.

Moreover, the other party was able to approach the village silently, without even the village's guardian spirit, Liu Shen, not noticing.

If there were truly ulterior motives, there would be no need for such elaborate efforts.

Liu Shen stood quietly in a corner of the courtyard, her heart filled with doubts.

This powerful individual was able to pass through her perception range silently.

It's inconceivable that even she, the guardian, didn't notice.

In the lower realms, very few things can escape her perception.

When did such a powerful and bizarre being appear?

Qin Yuan keenly sensed that neither Liu Shen nor the old village chief realized that he had embarked on the path of cultivation.

This may be the effect of the stone tablet, or it may be a wonderful difference between the origins of two worlds.

In any case, it's a good thing for him.

"Grandpa Village Chief, there's too much precious blood here; I can't possibly use it all. Why don't we share it with the children in the village so it won't go to waste?"

The old village chief was immediately stunned.

"How...how can this be?"

The old village chief subconsciously shook his head: "This is precious blood used to temper the body, how can it be distributed casually?"

Qin Yuan remained unmoved and persisted in his own ideas.

"Why not? I can't use it all myself, but the children in the village can all benefit from it."

"Are we just going to let such a treasure go to waste?"

The old village chief was caught in a dilemma.

As the village head, he certainly understood what the Blood Tempering meant for the children.

That's a heaven-defying treasure that can improve physical condition and enhance aptitude.

But as an elder, he felt a little embarrassed to use the child's things.

"Are you really willing?"

"of course."

Qin Yuan nodded solemnly: "This is a good thing for everyone."

Seeing Qin Yuan's insistence and his well-reasoned arguments, the old village chief finally nodded in agreement.

"You are such a sensible child."