My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

The moment the bone shattered, Meng Xiaoyu felt a warmth on her fingertips, as if something had been awakened in that instant.

Without a second thought, she looked up and began to survey her surroundings...

Then, she froze!

In the distance, there is a mountain.

A mountain she had never imagined.

It stands between heaven and earth, as if it has been there since the beginning of time!

The mountain is so majestic it's breathtaking, its peaks disappearing into the clouds, seemingly supporting the entire sky.

Meng Xiaoyu stood in the wilderness, looking up at the mountain, her mouth slightly open, unable to close it for a long time.

She thought of the so-called "highest peaks in the world" on Earth, and the majestic mountain ranges in her geography textbooks...

Those mountains, compared to this mountain before us, are probably not even as good as a pebble at its foot.

"Mount Buzhou..."

She murmured the name, a profound and indescribable shock welling up inside her.

She never dreamed that a mountain could have such a powerful impact on people!

That vast, ancient aura, as if it bore the weight of the entire world, made her feel as insignificant as a speck of dust.

Although her brother had told her how special the mountain was, the written description was far less impressive than seeing it with her own eyes!

She took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart, and prepared to carefully observe her surroundings—

"Hehehehe..."

A sharp, piercing sound came from the distant sky, like metal rubbing against bone, sending chills down one's spine: "A human at the early stage of True Immortal? Decent prey!"

Meng Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat!

A terrifying aura swept in from the horizon!

The aura was cold and bloodthirsty, carrying an undisguised greed, as if she were not a person, but a piece of fat meat exuding an enticing aroma.

She turned her head sharply and saw a huge flying beast swooping down on her from the distant sky!

The monster was entirely black, its wings spread wide enough to blot out the sky, and its blood-red eyes were fixed on her. Its sharp beak was slightly open, revealing its gleaming white teeth.

The aura emanating from it was far more terrifying than that of a Taiyi Peak cultivator from the Lighthouse Country!

Meng Xiaoyu's face turned deathly pale instantly!

"This is... a demon race at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level?!"

Her voice trembled, and her legs felt weak.

Is this the primordial world my brother described as a place where "Great Luo Immortals were everywhere and Taiyi Immortals were as common as dogs" when he left?

She wanted to hide, but found that she had no idea where to hide...

She tried to run, but found that her legs felt like they were filled with lead and she couldn't move!

That monster was too fast!

It was so fast that she couldn't keep up with her reaction!

In the blink of an eye, the monster had already rushed to a spot not far in front of her, its massive jaws wide open, and a foul stench assaulted her senses—

Meng Xiaoyu instinctively closed her eyes.

Then--

boom--!!

A loud bang!

The expected pain did not come.

Meng Xiaoyu cautiously opened her eyes and saw a scene that she would never forget.

The enormous flying beast suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if it had crashed into an invisible wall.

Then, its body began to swell, as if something was expanding from the inside—

boom! !

With a muffled thud, the monster's body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist!

The blood mist drifted in the wind, carrying a strong, pungent smell of blood.

Meng Xiaoyu felt a churning in her stomach and almost vomited.

She covered her mouth, forcing back her nausea, and stared at the slowly dissipating blood mist, her mind blank!

died?

That demon beast at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal... just like that, it died?

She didn't even see how it died!

"Someone saved me!"

Meng Xiaoyu realized what was happening and suddenly turned her head to look around.

In the distance, on a low hill, a young girl was already standing.

She was wearing a plain-colored long dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, her face was stunningly beautiful, and her features were so exquisite that they seemed to be the most meticulous creation of heaven.

She stood there, without releasing any pressure or revealing any aura, yet she seemed to be one with the entire earth.

Looking at her, Meng Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and inferiority.

This girl looked to be about the same age as her, but her demeanor, her composure, and the feeling that she was one with the world...

Perhaps, it's something she'll never have in her lifetime!

The girl looked at her for a moment, then spoke.

Her voice was soft, carrying a suppressed calm, but if you listened carefully, you could still detect a subtle, unusual emotional fluctuation within it.

"How did you get the bone fragments I gave him?"

Meng Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses.

She took a few steps forward and tentatively asked, "Are you... the Houtu sister my brother mentioned?"

Upon hearing the word "brother," the girl's body trembled involuntarily.

She paused for a moment, then seemed to remember something, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes—a mixture of surprise, relief, and an indescribable tenderness.

"Are you Xiaoyu?"

Her voice was much softer than before.

"It's me!"

Meng Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, then placed the interdimensional teleportation stone on her shoulder onto the ground with a dull thud. "Sister Houtu, this is something my brother asked me to bring in for you!"

She patted the surface of the stone. "This is the interdimensional teleportation stone from our Blue Star, the source of the power to teleport to all the worlds. He said he told you about it."

Houtu's gaze fell on the stone, and she looked at it for a moment, but did not immediately go forward to examine it.

She looked up at Meng Xiaoyu and murmured, "Xiaoyu has come in... which means, according to him, a year has passed since he returned to Blue Star?"

Because they were close by now, Meng Xiaoyu heard Houtu's words and nodded, saying, "Sister Houtu, my brother has indeed been back for a year. How much time has passed here in the Primordial World since he left?"

Houtu said softly, "Five hundred and ninety-three years and sixty-seven days..."

If Meng Chuan hadn't been there, otherwise, hearing Hou Tu remember the exact number of days he had been gone would have surely stirred something within her...

She even remembered how many days he had been gone?

Meng Xiaoyu, however, did not have this concept.

After all, back on Earth, she was used to keeping track of the days.

However, she was still somewhat surprised: "It's only been less than six hundred years? Didn't my brother say he spent over seventy thousand years in the primordial world?"

Houtu came to her senses and looked at Meng Xiaoyu with a gentler gaze.

She smiled slightly, a smile like a spring breeze blowing across the frozen earth, carrying a warm feeling of loving everything connected to the home.

"Perhaps it's just as he guessed... if there were no Earthlings in the primordial world, the flow of time wouldn't have been so rapid."

Meng Xiaoyu nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Houtu stepped forward, gently took Meng Xiaoyu's wrist, and said softly, "Let's go back to the ancestral land of the Witch Clan... There, you can cultivate in peace without any danger."

"And... tell me about what happened after he went back..."

As Meng Xiaoyu held her hand, she felt a gentle force enveloping her, and she relaxed completely.

She glanced back at the huge teleportation stone on the ground, somewhat troubled: "Sister Houtu, that stone..."

Houtu did not turn around, but simply waved her hand gently.

The giant crystal, over three meters tall, seemed to come alive in the blink of an eye, walking alongside them towards the ancestral land of the witch clan...