Primordial Era: I am a treasure trove, full of magical treasures.

As a result, the human race's fortunes soared. The first to notice the changes in the human race was Nuwa. As the mother of the human race, she was born with 30% of the human race's fortunes. Now that the human race's fortunes had changed so drastically, it naturally alarmed her.

"This is..." Nuwa, the Sage, stirred her divine sense, instantly traversing endless space and time, descending towards Shouyang Mountain. The clamor, excitement, and aspirations for the future of billions of human beings, along with the vibrant fortune that enveloped the race, renewed by the spread of new laws and the birth of supreme treasures, unfolded in her heart like a scroll. From the river of time, she saw Xuanbao preaching to the human race, felt the unique and promising Daoist charm of the *Martial Path Cave Heaven Scripture*, and even saw the Kongtong Seal making Xuanbao its master.

"The Xuanbao... actually created a cultivation path exclusively for the human race? And even triggered the Kongtong Seal to recognize it as its master ahead of schedule?"

A hint of surprise and relief flashed in Nuwa's beautiful eyes. "Truly worthy of being my adopted younger brother." Nuwa gently raised her jade hand, and a soft light flew out from her fingertips, merging into the human race's fortune.

Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing Hall.

Taiqing Laozi, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, and Shangqing Tongtian Jiaozhu awoke from their meditation almost simultaneously, their Dao hearts stirred, and they sensed the shift in the human race's fortune.

Lao Tzu had white hair and beard, a gaunt face, and the yin and yang energies around him swirled, transforming into a floating illusory Tai Chi diagram. He frowned slightly, calculating with his fingers.

"Xuanbao has actually created another cultivation method," Laozi said calmly, but the joy in his eyes was undisguised.

"The human race's fortune is surging like a tide, its momentum overwhelming, far surpassing what it once was. The 'Martial Path Cave Heaven' method passed down by Xuanbao, seemingly simple, directly points to the foundation of the race's self-strengthening. It builds a foundation with strength, opens up new avenues with enlightenment, seeks within oneself, and follows the laws of nature... It actually fuses physical training, potential exploration, spiritual perception, and even the application of rudimentary laws into one, progressing layer by layer. The threshold is not too high, yet it can stimulate the infinite potential of individuals. This method... has deviated from the traditional cultivation methods of the prehistoric world, opening up a new path, yet its foundation is exceptionally solid and profound. In the long run, with this foundation, the human race may well be able to forge a cultivation path that is completely different from all other races, uniquely human."

Yuanshi smiled slightly, his body radiating a clear, pure immortal light. Hearing this, he nodded slightly and replied, "What you say is quite right, elder brother. Although this method is newly created and only reaches the foundation of Celestial Immortals and True Immortals, its framework has been established, and its potential is limitless. It particularly emphasizes 'comprehension' and 'evolution,' and the inscriptions and formations obtained by each person can be different. In the future, if someone can innovate on this foundation and accumulate knowledge, it may be possible to create a comprehensive and all-encompassing general outline of human cultivation that points directly to the origin of the Great Dao. What is even more valuable is that this method is closely integrated with the current survival and development of the human race. It is not a castle in the air, but a down-to-earth path. Xuanbao has indeed put in a lot of thought, not forcing growth, but teaching people how to fish."

Tongtian, known for his straightforward and unrestrained nature, concealed his sword aura. Upon hearing this, he clapped his hands and laughed, "Excellent! This method doesn't emphasize background or origin; it only depends on willpower and comprehension. Everyone can find opportunities for advancement through their own efforts and wisdom. The inscription and array formation methods are ever-changing, integrating offense and defense, truly embodying the wonderful principle of 'following the natural way, and divine powers manifest themselves.' Haha, I think the human race will likely produce many interesting individuals with exceptional combat power and endlessly varied fighting techniques in the future. Much more interesting than those who only know how to follow the old path of absorbing spiritual energy!"

A barely perceptible hint of approval flashed in Laozi's eyes as he continued, "Second and Third Brothers, your observations are correct. Although Xuanbao did not explicitly state it, he has in fact laid the foundation for 'law' and 'technique' for humanity. More importantly, he has inspired humanity's will to 'strengthen themselves.' Observing its fortune, not only has its total amount increased significantly, but its cohesion, activity, and growth are all incomparable to the past. The accompanying 'Kongtong Seal' is a treasure bestowed by the convergence of human fortune, possessing the ability to suppress and guide. The fact that this treasure has fallen into Xuanbao's hands is also a manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, ensuring that the core authority of humanity has not fallen into the hands of outsiders."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable pondered, "Such a dramatic change in the human race's fortunes will inevitably affect the overall situation of the primordial world. The Wu and Yao races, and even other powerful races that covet the position of protagonist of heaven and earth, will probably not be unaware of it. Although Xuanbao is powerful and possesses the Kongtong Seal, the human race's own foundation is still shallow, and future calamities will probably be difficult to avoid."

The Tongtian Sect Leader raised an eyebrow: "Tribulations are also a form of tempering. Jade that is not carved cannot become a useful object. Since the human race has this potential and opportunity, it should grow in the face of adversity. I am looking forward to seeing what kind of achievements they can make in this great primordial world."

Lao Tzu concluded, "In any case, the rise of humanity is ordained by Heaven, adding both uncertainty and vitality to the primordial world. As the father gods of humanity, though we have not established a religion or propagated the laws of humanity, we should observe the changes calmly. If humanity can truly uphold its spirit of self-improvement, follow the righteous path, and prosper civilization, it may become an asset in the future, allowing us to jointly explore the profound mysteries of the Great Dao. Let us see how far this flame of humanity can burn."

The Three Pure Ones exchanged a glance, said nothing more, closed their eyes, and wandered into the vast emptiness. However, a wisp of their divine sense still subtly observed the subtle changes in the direction of the human race. The sudden and rapid rise of the human race had truly aroused the attention and reflection of these three sages standing at the pinnacle of the primordial world.

Thirty-three heavens away, Zixiao Palace.

The palaces were ancient and simple, exuding a profound Daoist aura. However, just as the human race's fortune was surging due to the popularization of the "Martial Path Cave Heaven Scripture" and the acceleration of civilization, even triggering the birth of the Kongtong Seal, it naturally alarmed Hongjun.

Hongjun's eyes showed no emotion, only absolute clarity and vastness. He regarded all things as straw dogs, yet he understood the trajectory of everything.

Hongjun Daozu's gaze did not fall directly on Shouyang Mountain or the human territory, but rather on the formless and intangible yet real "River of Heavenly Dao".

"Variable." Hongjun silently uttered these two words in his heart, his gaze piercing through the endless barriers of time and space, landing on the figure shrouded in the mists of the Heavenly Dao, yet who had stirred up the situation several times—Xuanbao.

He "saw" the entire process of Xuanbao spreading the Dao on Shouyang Mountain, saw every realm and concept of the "Martial Path Cave Heaven Scripture," and witnessed the timely emergence and active recognition of the Kongtong Seal by its master. All of this occurred beneath a layer of mist that even sages could not completely see through, yet he could clearly observe its actual impact.

"The Martial Path Cave Heaven Scripture..." Hongjun unconsciously tapped the edge of the cloud bed with his fingertips, causing the surrounding Daoist aura to ripple slightly. "Based on the acquired, it explores oneself, integrates insights, and cultivates both internal and external aspects... It is indeed a cultivation path that is quite different from the current mainstream of the prehistoric world, yet it subtly aligns with the humanistic spirit of 'self-improvement and virtue.' The threshold is ingenious, the foundation is solid, and the potential is profound. What is even more rare is that it closely integrates cultivation with the most fundamental survival, production, and development activities of the human race, almost as if it were tailor-made for them."

He "saw" this method rapidly spreading and being practiced among humans. Countless individuals began to try circulating their Qi and blood and sensing their dantian. The originally scattered Qi and blood power was initially integrated, and sparks of wisdom were ignited by the requirements of "observation and understanding" and "creation of inscriptions." The "essence, Qi, and spirit" of the entire human race was undergoing a subtle but positive qualitative change, like a dormant volcano beginning to awaken, with internal pressure and heat constantly accumulating.

"If this method is popularized and deepened, the individual combat power of the human race, the cohesion of civilization, and the ability to adapt to and transform the environment will all leap forward. Small achievements can be seen in a hundred years, a complete transformation in a thousand years, and in ten thousand years... perhaps we will truly have the confidence to directly confront some of the middle-ranking ancient races." Hongjun objectively assessed, without praise or criticism in his heart, only a deep understanding of the "change" itself. "Especially the realms of 'Inscription' and 'Array,' which emphasize personal enlightenment and creation, are equivalent to sowing the seeds of 'Dao' in the hearts of billions of humans. What kind of flowers will bloom and what kind of fruits will be borne in the future, even the Heavenly Dao cannot completely predict. Infinite variables are contained within it."

His gaze then fell on the Kongtong Seal, which had merged with the Xuanbao Primordial Spirit and was quietly floating.

"The supreme treasure of human destiny, the Kongtong Seal." A faint trace of understanding flashed in the depths of Hongjun's calm eyes. "It should have appeared in due time, when the Three Sovereigns ruled and the Five Emperors established order, when human destiny was stable and the imperial way was beginning to emerge, serving as a symbol of destiny and a token of authority. But now, due to the transmission of the Xuanbao Dao, it has triggered a rapid and intense integration and sublimation of human destiny ahead of schedule, causing the supreme treasure to sense its presence and appear in the world ahead of time... and directly recognize the Xuanbao as its master."

Hongjun understood the implications of this better than anyone else. The Kongtong Seal represented the orthodox and core authority of humanity recognized by the Heavenly Dao. Its initiative to recognize Xuanbao as its master meant that, in the current state of the Heavenly Dao's operation, Xuanbao was considered the most suitable entity to control the destiny of humanity and guide its development. This was not only because of Xuanbao's status as a "father god," but also because of its actions—transmitting cultivation methods that aligned with the human way, truly stimulating the inherent potential and self-reliance of humanity—it gained the dual recognition of the collective will (destiny) of humanity and the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

"But the Lich King hasn't been destroyed yet... and the demon race is so useless right now, it seems we need to speed things up."

Hongjun turned his gaze to the Celestial Court, which was far away on Penglai Island, and said, "Now I can only use you..."

Thirty years is but a fleeting moment in the primordial world, but for the human race, it represents a cataclysmic change.

Thirty thousand li south of Shouyang Mountain lies a border region called "Mangcang Forest." Ancient trees reach for the sky, and miasma pervades the area. It is the outermost hunting ground of the Kuimu Wolf Clan, and also a traditional area for several tribes, including the Lieshan Tribe of the human race, to explore eastward and gather certain unique medicinal herbs and hard timber. Conflicts often erupt here.

Today seemed no different from any other day. A gathering team of fifteen young men from the Lieshan tribe, led by their chief Shiya—the clever boy of yesteryear, now a pillar of the tribe—carefully traversed the forest. They carried specially made vine baskets filled with the necessary "Iron Wire Vine" and "Red Sun Grass," their eyes sharp, their steps light, and their breathing steady.

Shi Ya walked at the forefront, his physique more robust than thirty years ago, his skin bronze, his muscles flowing smoothly without being exaggerated. If a skilled cultivator were to probe him with their spiritual senses, they would discover that his blood and qi flowed like mercury within him, accompanied by the faint sound of tides, and a faint, almost invisible, red glow emanated from his head. This was the mark of the initial formation of the "Blood and Qi Smoke" stage in the Blood Transformation Realm of the *Martial Path Cave Heaven Scripture*. Furthermore, a faint, constantly rotating vortex of spiritual light flickered in and out of sight in his dantian below his navel. Although he had not yet truly opened a stable cave heaven, it had already resonated with the Wheel of Life, stepping into the threshold of the Cave Heaven Realm. Thirty years of arduous cultivation, coupled with several hunts of exotic beasts for sustenance, had transformed Shi Ya and many other outstanding members of the tribe considerably.

"Stop." Shi Ya suddenly raised his right hand and clenched his fist. The team behind him instantly froze, everyone lowered their bodies, concealed their aura, and turned their gazes to the depths of the dense forest on the left.

"Rustle...rustle..."

Accompanied by the crunch of fallen leaves and low, labored breathing, five tall figures emerged from the shadows of the trees. They had wolf heads and human bodies, standing nearly ten feet tall, their bodies covered in stiff, bluish-gray fur with bone spurs at their joints, exposed fangs, and their eerie green eyes gleaming with cruelty and greed. It was the patrol squad of the Kui Mu Wolf Clan. The leader was exceptionally robust, with a menacing old scar across his left eye; his aura was ferocious, comparable to a peak Earth Immortal.

The scarred werewolf grinned, drool dripping from his mouth, and uttered a muffled but malicious, primal language: "It's you two-legged sheep again... Not bad today, huh? Leave your stuff, and leave your two legs as 'toll,' then get back to your burrows!"

Behind it, four werewolves growled, their claws extending and gleaming with a metallic sheen. They slowly spread out, forming an encirclement. In their past experience, although humans were much stronger than when they were first born, their individual strength was far inferior to the Kui Mu Wolves, who possessed innate wind-elemental talents and formidable physiques. In each encounter, humans either fled in disarray or suffered several times the casualties to force them back. Today, this small group seemed stronger than ordinary humans, but in their eyes, they were still lambs to the slaughter.

Shiya slowly stood up, his face showing neither the usual tension nor anger, but rather an unusual calm. The team members behind him also stood up, put down their wicker baskets, and silently took down the weapons they carried—no longer the simple stone axes and bone spears, but long-handled battle swords or thick-backed machetes made of a mixture of exotic animal bones, some kind of hard wood, and roughly polished black iron stone. They were all uniform in design, and their blades gleamed coldly in the dim light of the forest.

"Toll fees?" Shi Ya asked, his voice steady. "Is this forest registered under your Kui Mulang name?"

The scarred werewolf was taken aback, seemingly not expecting this human to dare to talk back, then flew into a rage: "You're asking for death!" It growled, a faint blue aura emanating from its body—the "Gale Force" innate to the Kuimu werewolf clan, which greatly enhanced its speed and the sharpness of its claw strikes. It slammed its hind legs into the ground, withered leaves exploding, its figure like a blue arrow hurtling towards Shiya, its claws aimed straight for his throat, so fast that it left afterimages!

Thirty years ago, Stone Tooth would have had no chance of dodging this attack. But now, a glint flashed in his eyes, his blood and qi surged, and though his feet seemed to remain stationary, his body slid half a step to the side in a strange manner, narrowly avoiding the claw wind that could tear metal apart. At the same time, his right hand swung his battle sword upwards in a swift and concise motion, the blade slicing through the air with a soft "whoosh," aiming straight for the werewolf's vulnerable ribs!

The scarred werewolf was shocked. He activated the power of the wind, forcibly twisted his body, and swung his claws back to block.

"clang!"

A resounding clang of metal rang out, sparks flying. The werewolf felt an immense, overwhelming force emanating from its claws, far surpassing any human it had ever encountered before. The shock numbed its arm, causing it to stagger back two steps. It stared at Stone Tooth with suspicion, then at the clearly extraordinary battle blade in the other's hand.

"You..." The scarred werewolf's eyes flashed even brighter with ferocity, but a hint of seriousness crept in.

"It seems your information network is a bit outdated." Shi Ya twirled his sword, and a faint red glow appeared on the blade, a sign that blood and energy were beginning to infuse the weapon. "Humans are different now."

"Roar! Charge together and tear them apart!" The scarred werewolf, enraged, abandoned his one-on-one fight and rallied his companions to charge. Four ordinary werewolves also roared and pounced on the other human team members.

The battle erupted instantly.