Socially anxious me transmigrated to a world of cultivation.

A gentle breeze rustled through the dense forest, creating a soothing sound that refreshed the mind and spirit.

However, under a fruit tree, the atmosphere between the old man and the young man was unusually quiet, as if time had stood still.

After a moment, the old man coughed lightly, looked at the somewhat bewildered Pingfan in front of him, and said calmly.

"Through the divine sense I left within your body, I also sensed that battle. Those people had already entered the half-step Nascent Soul stage, no longer Nascent Soul cultivators."

Seeing that Pingfan still looked confused, he sighed and continued.

"So even if you reach the peak of the Sacred Body Realm, you're only equivalent to a cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage. As for dealing with cultivators at the half-step Divine Transformation stage, you'll be somewhat helpless."

Upon hearing this, Pingfan lowered his head, looking quite dejected.

Thinking back over the past few months, he had almost lost consciousness several times while tempering his body, but he had managed to endure it each time.

Moreover, during these months, they had to fight against monsters constantly, and several times they almost lost their lives to them.

In the end, was everything we did in vain? Was it all a waste of effort?

Upon seeing that Pingfan had become dejected after hearing his words, the old man snorted coldly and said with great dissatisfaction.

"Who are you putting on this act for? Are you trying to give up on your revenge?"

Sensing the dissatisfaction in the old man's words, Pingfan slowly raised his head and looked at the old man, but his eyes had lost their luster, making him appear like a walking corpse.

Seeing Pingfan's expression, the old man sighed softly, his voice softening as he slowly spoke.

"I promised to help you get revenge, and I will definitely help you get your revenge."

Upon hearing the old man's words, his ordinary eyes visibly brightened, and he asked urgently.

"Senior, are you serious about what you're saying?"

Seeing the renewed glimmer of hope in Pingfan's eyes, the old man nodded slightly and said softly.

"Of course it's true, otherwise why would I have asked you to come here? Are you just bored?"

Upon hearing the old man's affirmative words, Pingfan immediately became excited again and hurriedly asked.

"Senior, what should we do?"

Upon hearing Pingfan's words, the old man did not answer immediately. Instead, he took out the Chaos Cauldron and threw the flesh and blood of the demon beast into it.

Then he looked at Pingfan and said slowly.

"After you break through to the Saint Body Realm, I will naturally tell you the method. Then it will be up to you to choose."

After speaking, the old man melted the flesh and blood in the cauldron into blood water, then took out five jade bottles, removed the caps, and a rich fragrance wafted out from the bottles.

Then the old man tossed the jade bottle above the Chaos Cauldron, pressed it down with his large hand, and streams of bright red blood flowed from the jade bottle into the blood pool inside the Chaos Cauldron.

Upon seeing this, Pingfan was slightly taken aback, and then couldn't help but ask.

"Senior, what is this?"

After pouring all the blood from the jade bottle into the Chaos Cauldron, the old man looked at Pingfan and slowly said.

"This is the blood of the five sacred beasts; it will make your body even stronger after your breakthrough."

Upon hearing the old man mention the five sacred beasts, Pingfan looked puzzled, based on his memories of before he transmigrated.

The legendary sacred beasts should be the Four Great Sacred Beasts, right? How come there are Five Great Sacred Beasts?

Seeing the puzzled look on Pingfan's face, the old man seemed to guess what he was thinking and smiled.

"People only know that there were four sacred beasts in ancient times: the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Black Tortoise. In fact, there was another sacred beast, and it was the leader of the five sacred beasts: the Kunpeng."

Upon hearing the old man mention the Kunpeng, he suddenly remembered the Kunpeng he had seen in the valley of the mountain range and quickly replied.

"Kunpeng? Some time ago, when I went to the mountains, I was fortunate enough to see a Kunpeng in the canyon."

The old man who was telling Pingfan about the five sacred beasts looked at Pingfan in astonishment after hearing what he said, and exclaimed.

"You saw that Kunpeng?"

Upon hearing this, Pingfan was slightly taken aback. From the old man's words, it was not difficult to tell that the old man should know about the Kunpeng. So he nodded slightly and said.

"Yes, I saw him."

Upon hearing Pingfan's affirmative answer, the old man looked at Pingfan in surprise, frowned slightly, and murmured.

"Having seen that Kunpeng, why are you still standing here unharmed?"

Lacking any cultivation, Pingfan couldn't hear what the old man was muttering, so he asked softly.

"Senior, what did you say?"

However, upon hearing the ordinary question, the old man shook off his puzzled thoughts and slowly said.

"He didn't say anything. Since you've seen the Kunpeng, you should know how powerful it is."

Sensing that the old man was unwilling to say more, Pingfan stopped mentioning the Kunpeng and instead asked in confusion.

"But why is Kunpeng considered the head of the Five Divine Beasts?"

The old man looked at the earnest Pingfan and, seeing that he was genuinely puzzled, slowly said...

Legend has it that the Kunpeng is a sacred beast that existed before the chaos was created, and it can only be seen within the chaos.

"As for the other four sacred beasts, they appeared only after the beginning of chaos, so compared to the Kunpeng, they are still like children."

After listening to the old man's story, Pingfan became even more puzzled, thinking to himself.

"Since the Kunpeng lives in chaos, why did the Kunpeng he saw appear in the mountains and valleys?"

Thinking about this, Pingfan considered a possibility: could it be that the area below the canyon is actually chaos, which is why the Kunpeng appeared from below the canyon?

The thought crossed his mind, but he immediately dismissed it.

This world has already cleaved through chaos and formed its own rules, so how could chaos appear here?

But how did that Kunpeng end up in the canyon?

The old man looked at Pingfan and, after listening to his story, fell into deep thought. He guessed what Pingfan was thinking, coughed lightly, and said calmly.

"Alright, let's begin the physical training."

After saying that, without waiting for Pingfan to react, he kicked Pingfan into the cauldron, making him drink several mouthfuls of the blood water inside.

However, Pingfan was not angry. Instead, he quickly sat upright inside the cauldron and began to absorb the energy from the blood inside.

The old man looked at the ordinary movements, nodded in satisfaction, then looked towards the direction of the mountains and said leisurely.

"What did you see that prevented you from killing the human who saw you?"

Judging from the old man's words, he seemed to be quite familiar with the Kunpeng that Pingfan had seen.

But why did the old man remain silent when Pingfan tried to ask about the Kunpeng?

The ordinary person inside the Chaos Cauldron was unaware that as he began absorbing the energy from the blood, the old man looked in the direction where the Kunpeng had appeared and uttered incomprehensible words.

At this moment, Pingfan felt a comfortable sensation coming from his body, and was slightly taken aback, wondering to himself.

"Why is it so comfortable this time? There's not a trace of pain. Could it be because of the blood of the five sacred beasts?"

Thinking of this, Pingfan gave a bitter smile to himself, overturning this conclusion.

Let's not even talk about the energy contained in the blood and water from the melting flesh and blood of the monsters.

The energy in the blood of those five sacred beasts alone is beyond what an ordinary body cultivator could withstand.

Moreover, the combined energy of the two is so immense that it could hardly make him feel comfortable. Does he really think that two negatives make a positive?

Perhaps this comfortable feeling is just the calm before the storm, and soon we will feel the fierce storm.

Just as Pingfan was thinking this, a tingling sensation suddenly came from his body.

And beneath this tingling sensation, there was also a slight burning pain.

Upon feeling the sensations in his body, Pingfan immediately became alert, lest he lose consciousness from the pain.

However, even if Pingfan had prepared in advance to face the upcoming storm.

But in the next moment, he couldn't help but shout out, and even his consciousness became somewhat blurred at that moment.

"Ah~"