PDLP Chapter 1 Rebirth of the Ink Kirin
Chapter 1 Rebirth of the Ink Kirin
In the primordial Western Sea, on Phoenix and Unicorn Continent.
The dark sea surged and roared, the howling wind whipped up sand and stones, and the air was filled with a malevolent aura and obscure spiritual energy. As far as the eye could see, there was only devastation and no sign of life.
Only the mountain peak in the center of the continent exudes a mysterious aura, with occasional swirling light and wisps of earth essence flowing towards it.
The mountaintop was devoid of flowers, grass, and trees, instead appearing even more desolate. All that could be seen was a strange beast, several meters long, lying there, breathing steadily, its body exuding both a fierce and peaceful aura.
This strange beast is entirely black, covered with scales that shimmer with an eerie light. It has a pair of spiraling horns on its head, with two clusters of dancing purple flames hanging from the tips.
Its muscles were as knotted as cast bronze, and dark thunder patterns were faintly visible on its limbs. Its whole body was shrouded in a faint, multicolored haze.
This strange beast is the only living being in Fenglin Continent, or rather, the master of Fenglin Continent. It is a pure-blooded variant of the Qilin clan, called the Ink Qilin.
"At the early stage of the Profound Immortal realm, I am still just an ant in this primordial world!"
"The ancestors of the Qilin clan committed atrocities and accumulated karmic debts during the early Dragon-Han Calamity, yet I, their successor, must bear the burden. What a terrible sin!"
Mo Yuan opened his eyes, his scarlet vertical pupils becoming even more eerie, as if they were about to devour one's soul.
He appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, he was at his wit's end.
Originally a bright but foolish college student from a later era, he lost consciousness after a sudden heart attack while reading an online novel late at night. When he woke up, he found himself in a vast prehistoric world.
When he regained consciousness, Mo Yuan found himself inside a Qilin Dao Embryo formed from the fusion of essence blood and the origin of Wutu. He had been hatching and born after absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon for countless years.
He originally thought that as a creature of the Qilin clan, he could make a name for himself in the prehistoric world, but he later discovered that the Qilin clan had long since declined and that the current era was the Lich War.
Moreover, his cultivation level was only at the late stage of Celestial Immortal, and he was bound by the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, as well as burdened by the karma of killing and cause and effect.
Thus, Mo Yuan could only lie here absorbing the essence of the Earth element and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It took him tens of thousands of years to barely break through the barrier of his cultivation realm and reach the early stage of the Profound Immortal realm.
Great Luo Immortals are everywhere, Golden Immortals are as common as dogs, six Heavenly Saints hold the power of Heaven, and the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, the Purple Mansion Continent Immortal Court, and the Witch Clan stand in a tripartite balance.
In this situation, it was a disastrous start for Mo Yuan.
He didn't enjoy the blessings of the Qilin clan as the overlords of the prehistoric world, but instead suffered the hardships of being a Qilin creature. Moreover, according to the trajectory of the prehistoric world, his future fate is not good either.
She was subdued by the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit and given to Grand Tutor Wen Zhong of the Shang Dynasty as his mount. In the end, during the Battle of Jue Long Ridge, she was beaten to death by Lei Zhenzi with the Golden Cudgel of Wind and Thunder in an attempt to save her master.
Wen Zhong was bestowed the title of Heavenly Venerable of Universal Transformation and Responding to the Origin of Thunder by Jiang Ziya, but as a mount, he was annihilated, his body and soul destroyed, his end extremely tragic.
In terms of origin, he was born from the Qilin Dao Embryo, making him a pre-heavenly being in the strictest sense. His comprehension and cultivation speed surpass those of most prehistoric beings.
Unfortunately, as one of the few remaining hopes of the Qilin clan, the shackles of Heaven, the sins of killing, and the karmic consequences limited his cultivation advancement.
What's even more difficult is that the Qilin Clan's supernatural powers and secret techniques he obtained are incomplete. He must go to Qilin Cliff to receive the inheritance. If he's lucky, he might even find clues about the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Qilin Seal.
Staying in the barren Phoenix Continent was no longer realistic. He set a reasonable plan for himself: while respecting the will of Heaven and cultivating steadily, he would change his fate through four paths.
First and foremost, we must head to Qilin Cliff.
It is believed that after receiving the inheritance, he will also receive the rare clan fortune of the Qilin clan, and his future blessings may be greater. When he travels through the prehistoric world, he may be able to find some precious natural treasures.
Secondly, he is naturally aligned with the laws of Earth and the order of the earth's veins, and there are existing methods in the tradition for easily communicating with the earth's veins and organizing the spiritual veins.
Once one has achieved a certain level of cultivation, one can go around repairing damaged mountains, rivers, and earth veins to gain some merit, which can be used to wash away the sins of killing and karmic debts, and to dissolve the shackles of the Heavenly Dao.
Thirdly, Qilin Cliff is located near Kunlun Mountain, so he would inevitably come into contact with disciples of the Chan Sect, the Ren Sect, and the Jie Sect.
He wanted to create a persona of someone who conformed to the Way of Heaven, respected the Dao Ancestor and revered the sages, and wanted to do his bit to benefit the prehistoric world, hoping to catch the eye of the Primordial Heavenly Lord.
As a creature of the Qilin clan, he was not one of those born from wet eggs or with fur and horns, so he still had a chance to be favored by the Primordial Celestial Venerable.
Don't ask him why he didn't consider joining the Jie Sect. Besides the fact that the Jie Sect was destined to be destroyed during the Investiture of the Gods, the most important reason was that Yuanshi Tianzun was protective of his own.
Fourth, after becoming a disciple of the Chan Sect, once the Lich War ended and Haotian and Yaochi took over the Heavenly Court, he immediately went to join the Heavenly Court to obtain the status of a Heavenly Court elder, thus avoiding the Investiture of the Gods War.
Mo Yuan shook his head, pulling himself out of his thoughts and muttering to himself, "Ideals are lofty, but reality is harsh! I still need to cultivate steadily, taking each step with care, and I must maintain a sense of awe for the primordial world."
"Of course, most importantly, we must cling tightly to the coattails of the Heavenly Dao Lord and the Sage of the Chan Sect!"
"I am only born now, but I have not yet transformed into an innate Dao body. Although transforming into human form earlier would make it easier to travel through the prehistoric world, the later I transform, the higher my future potential will be."
"Maintaining my original form will be more in line with the laws of Wutu and the order of the earth. Those innate deities who take human form are born as Great Luo Golden Immortals. I must wait until I reach the peak of the Golden Immortal realm before taking human form, and use this opportunity to prove myself as a Taiyi Golden Immortal."
"Enough... I can't indulge in fantasies, I'm afraid I'll start drooling. It's time to plunder Phoenix Continent, then change my appearance and head to Qilin Cliff!"
After thinking it through, Mo Yuan stood up.
From the moment he was born until now, he has remained on the mountaintop and has never explored Phoenix Continent.
During the initial stages of the Great Calamity of Ferocious Beasts and the First Calamity of the Dragon and Han Dynasties, this place was a blessed land for immortals. However, with the outbreak of the war between the three races, the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan engaged in a brutal bloody battle to seize Phoenix Continent, causing the land to be devastated and eventually completely desolate.
Even after millions of years, and with Fenglinzhou's environment becoming harsh and desolate, he still hoped to find something useful.
Even if it's the remains of the Qilin clan's ancestor, he can still absorb some marrow to enhance his magical power.
Mo Yuan spread his divine sense outwards, beginning to understand Fenglin Continent inch by inch, while relying on his familiarity with the order of the earth, trying to find any opportunity, however small.
After searching most of Phoenix Continent, Mo Yuan finally found a low-grade innate spiritual treasure with damaged restrictions and dimmed divine light, called the Qian Yuan Tower.
The Qian Yuan Pagoda is grayish-brown in color and has five floors. Each floor has hundreds of miles of space where he can place things. The top floor can also hold living things. If he can find any spiritual flowers or herbs in the future, he can plant them inside.
Moreover, the Qian Yuan Tower also possesses considerable offensive power. When unleashed, it can suppress the universe and crush enemies with immense force, making it a trump card for Mo Yuan.
However, due to the damage to the restrictions, this low-grade innate spiritual treasure cannot be used to fight enemies for the time being.
"Fortunately, the Qian Yuan Pagoda is an innate spiritual treasure with an indestructible spirituality. If I nurture it with the essence of Wu Earth and my own magical power for a hundred years, the restrictions within it will surely be restored."
Mo Yuan was not greedy; the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
In the primordial world, spiritual treasures can be roughly divided into innate spiritual treasures, acquired spiritual treasures, merit spiritual treasures, and heavenly evil treasures. Even though the Qian Yuan Pagoda is only a low-grade innate spiritual treasure, it is still an extremely precious treasure.
Logically speaking, an ant in the early stage of the Profound Immortal realm is not qualified to occupy a low-grade innate spiritual treasure.
After all, with the word "innate" attached to it, the Qian Yuan Pagoda can become an innate spiritual object that can house the three corpses. Even among powerful beings at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level, it is something that they would fight over.
"There's still a chance. I hope I can find one or two more treasures."
"By the way, now that we have the Qian Yuan Tower, we can also collect some Geng Jin Spirit Crystals from Feng Lin Continent. In case we need them when refining weapons in the future."
Gengjin Spirit Crystals are ordinary spirit stones that have been imbued with the energy of Gengjin. Each piece carries sharp rules, making them perfect for refining spirit treasures.
Just do it.
Mo Yuan dug out pieces of Gengjin spirit crystals and put them into the Qianyuan Tower. In a short while, he had collected nearly a thousand pieces.
Mo Yuan was not greedy and did not dig out all the Gengjin spirit crystals. These Gengjin spirit crystals were located near the earth's veins. If too many were taken, it would affect the foundation of Fenglin Continent.
This is where he was born, and also the first training ground he set up after crossing over to the prehistoric world. He would never do something like draining the pond to catch all the fish.
Mo Yuan incorporated the Qian Yuan Tower into his primordial spirit, drawing in the nearby Earth essence. At the same time, he used his magic to envelop the Qian Yuan Tower and began to repair the restrictions within it.
After doing all this, Mo Yuan continued searching Phoenix Continent. Perhaps it was because luck was on his side that no one could stop him. After searching Phoenix Continent thoroughly, he found five phoenix feathers and a tiger tooth that was wrapped in killing intent and reeked of blood.
"The phoenix feathers can be kept for weapon forging, but this tiger tooth might be unusual. It hasn't decayed even after millions of years, and its killing aura is extremely strong. Could it belong to the White Tiger clan?"
Mo Yuan looked at the tiger's teeth, which were several inches long and hovering in front of him, and muttered to himself.
During the initial calamity of the Dragon-Han era, the White Tiger clan followed the Qilin clan in conquering all directions. Almost all of the clan members perished, leaving only the clan leader, who later became the sacred beast White Tiger.
Mo Yuan sensed the killing intent and the rules of Geng metal in this tiger tooth. He had determined that it originally belonged to a certain Great Luo Golden Immortal, or even a Quasi-Saint, and now it belonged to him.
"This tiger tooth can become my trump card. If I use it to launch a surprise attack in battle, it will definitely play an extremely effective role. If used properly, even True Immortals and Golden Immortals will suffer a defeat."
"Once I have mastered the art of weapon crafting, I will use this tiger tooth as the main material to forge a throwing knife. Its grade should be able to reach the level of a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure."
"I didn't get to eat the marrow of the Qilin clan's ancestor, but I did get this tiger tooth from the White Tiger clan's predecessor. I guess I'm very fortunate."
Mo Yuan laughed with satisfaction.
After expending considerable effort and several months, Mo Yuan finally imprinted a simple primordial spirit mark on the tiger tooth, then swallowed it to use for surprise attacks in times of crisis.
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Mo Yuan looked outside Fenglin Continent. The seawater surrounding Fenglin Continent was no ordinary seawater; it was the legendary Weak Water, where even a feather could not float, it was impossible to cross, and it blocked divine sense.
The reason he was able to cultivate peacefully in Fenglin Continent was not only because Fenglin Continent was inherently barren, but also because the thousands of miles of Weak Water blocked the prying eyes of those with ulterior motives.
Now that he has to leave his comfort zone, he is really reluctant to do so.
"Just to be on the safe side, I'll disguise myself. I don't want to be captured and used as a mount!"
Mo Yuan muttered to himself.
As he channeled his magic power, the colorful mist surrounding him vanished, and his appearance underwent a dramatic transformation.
The once majestic and auspicious mythical beast of the primordial era has now become a black dog the size of a calf, somewhat bloated, and with bald patches of fur.
It makes perfect sense for the black unicorn to disguise itself as a big black dog, right?
In any case, for the sake of safety, Mo Yuan was going all out.