Chapter 1

The Great Wilderness was vast and boundless, far exceeding the mortal realm. Strange beasts often roared in the skies, and gods appeared in the wilderness. The abnormal phenomenon of ten suns rising into the sky yesterday had soared up, causing every place in the Great Wilderness that was illuminated to seem to have fallen into an endless purgatory.

Yet even in such a desolate place, merchant caravans struggled to travel.

The Great Wilderness was formed by the power of wind. The wind tunnels that spanned thousands of miles in an instant were not something that ordinary races could use. Just the three to ten Fayin coins (currency imbued with magical law) needed to open a wind tunnel were beyond their reach.

A sword made of famous mountain gold and jade, engraved with spiritual patterns, which could last for thirty to fifty years, cost about the same. A house with a courtyard in a large city cost between eighty and one hundred and twenty Fayin coins. How could these ordinary human caravans have such wealth?

They earned a small profit by selling local specialties in different cities, settlements, and even among tribes with the blood of gods. However, about sixty percent of these profits were siphoned off by gods and other powerful races.

The caravan stopped.

A man wearing the clothing of a Great Wilderness human kingdom, with short, sharp hair and a gentle expression, raised a pottery jug and took a sip of water. The water, naturally imbued with water spiritual energy, was extremely thirst-quenching. Moreover, such water itself nourished the body, making one stronger and healthier. Many diseases common in the mortal realm simply did not occur here.

Even lifespan could be extended by five to ten years.

"Uncle Bai, do you want more water, or would you rather have soup later?"

A young man named Yi Shi asked with a smile.

He was a potter.

Well, a potter from the Great Wilderness. Originally, he was a craftsman from the Mao Min Kingdom. It seemed that because the ruler of the Mao Min Kingdom, Yi Riyue, was killed on the spot during his birthday celebration, the Mao Min Kingdom was annexed by the surrounding human kingdoms. This young man lived with his parents in his hometown, and later, by chance, joined the caravan.

He learned the craft of making porcelain from spiritual materials, which was developing in other kingdoms.

Of course, he still preferred to learn pottery.

It seemed that a white-haired swordsman had once told him that the reason pottery was born was for life, and the reason it became popular was because it was cheap. Cheapness did not prove its inferiority, but rather represented that this kind of thing could truly be used by everyone.

His pottery skills were taught to him by that white-haired swordsman when he was in the Mao Min Kingdom.

Bai Qi replied, "No need."

The young man Yi Shi nodded and rode a rhino-like beast to catch up with the people in front.

Bai Qi also rode a strange beast.

Excellent mounts, which were extremely scarce in ancient Divine Continent, were too common in the Great Wilderness. And the commonness led to the fact that even such strange beasts, which were excellent in both endurance and explosive power and could use three types of spell-like abilities, were extremely cheap.

After all, firstly, it was impossible to make them use their spell-like abilities together; they lacked training and were disobedient.

Secondly, there were many extraordinary cultivation methods in the Great Wilderness. Such disobedient beasts with spell-like abilities were naturally not valued. However, in Bai Qi's eyes, this seemed to represent another direction for the development of the Great Qin iron cavalry.

The arrow formation of the Great Qin seemed to be unable to keep up with this era.

And resupply from the Divine Continent was a matter of great difficulty.

Of course, the ease with which these mounts could be obtained was also due to the circulation of the *Classic of Mountains and Seas*, which led to a decline in the number of a batch of strange beasts that were eaten. Otherwise, this kind of transportation would be even cheaper than Bai Qi had imagined.

And to be eaten…

What a waste of natural resources!

Such a strange beast, whether used for combat or as a simple strange beast cavalry,

would be an excellent choice.

They actually eat them?!

Bai Qi made a subconscious judgment.

He wondered which wasteful fellow had created the recipe.

………………

"Uncle Bai, the things you wanted are here."

Yi Shi placed the wine stored in the spatial artifact outside and shouted loudly, "Hao Yue City is just ahead. Uncle Bai, aren't you coming with us?"

Bai Qi shook his head. The young man, who was determined to become a potter, turned back every few steps, feeling quite reluctant to part with this Uncle Bai who had taught him martial arts for the past few days. But in the end, at the call of the caravan leader, he urged the mount that could control lightning to run towards the caravan.

Bai Qi turned his head, and seemed to still hear the voice of the True Spirit from the Daoist sect asking.

If he were still alive, he would probably ask if passing on the Tieying Jian诀 (Iron Eagle Sword Art) of the Daqin Black Ice Terrace was a violation of the Daqin laws.

The Marquis of Wu'an recalled the former True Cultivator of Dragon Tiger Mountain who had existed as an assistant to him among the seventy thousand True Spirits. In his lifetime, he had fought with a dragon in the Qiantang River, damaging his foundation. Afterwards, he entered the mortal world to experience the tribulations of war. In order to save a village, he faced hundreds of cavalrymen alone with his sword, and finally died at the village entrance.

The Marquis of Wu'an held up the wine and said in a low voice:

"You said that your *shoulu* (ordination certificate) was sent to Dragon Tiger Mountain by the children of that village."

"And that child also became the next generation of Celestial Master."

"The Daoist sect says that when a person dies, they are gone; when the heart dies, they are forgotten. If I also die in battle, wouldn't the Iron Eagle Sword of my Great Qin be dead if it is lost and forgotten by the world? On the contrary, as long as these things are not forgotten, then it is as if they are still alive."

He took out a black waist牌 (waist牌) with the name of that True Spirit on it.

He gently placed it on the ground.

And now, a hideous crack appeared on the Yin Hun Mu (Shadow Soul Wood) military token.

He gathered the Yin Hun (Shadow Soul) soldiers, dispersing them into smaller units. Out of the seventy thousand True Spirits, fifty thousand were defeated, and the number of those who died in battle was as high as thirty percent. The number of divine generals transformed from Daoist True Cultivators who died in battle was even higher. Such deaths were a complete and utter dissipation of the soul, leaving not a trace in this world.

Born in Divine Continent, died in the Great Wilderness.

All they gained was one opportunity.

Was it worth it?

Those True Spirits who were fearless to the point of dissipating their souls had already given their answer.

Bai Qi closed his eyes. After a long time, he opened his eyes. There were no ripples in his ink-black pupils. He scattered the newly brewed strong wine on the ground. The wine, which contained spiritual energy, stained the broken military tokens. The black pupils of the Marquis of Wu'an were deep and profound. In the end, he chose to burn these talismans, as he should.

And he offered the new wine to the deceased.

The strong wine ignited, its flames magnificent.

The Marquis of Wu'an was like the most cruel and merciless commander in the world. After slaughtering the enemy, even the warriors on his own side could not return to their homeland. In order to prevent discovery, even the Yin talismans that once housed their past and ideals had to be burned.

He spent time placing each of the waist牌 (waist牌) representing the participants.

Then he picked up the Qin sword.

The reason he asked Yi Shi and the caravan to leave early was to the northwest. There, a tall man with a strong temperament stood quietly, waiting for Bai Qi to complete his actions. The moment Bai Qi stood up, he attacked violently, resonating with the hidden heroic soul army formation.

A huge war spear scraped across the sky and fell.

But it was smashed to pieces by a punch.

Or rather, the attack was shattered by the recoil when it hit this person.

The man with short, firm black hair and a resolute face held out his hand:

"The Great Wilderness, Shi Yi."

"I have come to ask a question."

He slowly stepped forward, with a violent killing intent that even Wei Yuan had never seen before, like the collapse of heaven and earth. The Great Qin armor on the Marquis of Wu'an even showed cracks because of this terrifying aura. The truly enraged Shi Yi approached step by step, his voice low:

"Why did you kill all fifty thousand cultivators after winning?"

"Why did you make this decision to slaughter, even at the cost of heavy losses on your own side?!"

"Could it be that you are a person who enjoys killing?"

Under the terrifying pressure of the collapsing heaven and earth,

the Marquis of Wu'an's body stiffened, without any ability to resist. But that extremely strong will made his body stand straight, and made his right hand rise little by little. His expression was calm. Every inch he moved, his bones made cracking sounds, but in the end, that broad hand grasped the hilt of the Qin sword, just like it did in the past.

Then, the vast killing aura belonging to humans surged.

When heaven sends forth its intent to kill, stars shift and constellations change their abode;

When earth sends forth its intent to kill, dragons and snakes rise from the land;

When man sends forth his intent to kill…

The guardian from the northwest corner of the Great Wilderness, the peak expert of the God Era whose defense even Fu Xi could not break, and the war god Bai Qi from the northwest of Divine Continent, who went out of Hangu Pass and was invincible, met seven hundred miles away from Hao Yue City.

……………………

*Pa-ta.*

A spiritual material used to communicate with the mountain gods and earth veins was placed in the main position.

Because this was the Great Wilderness, it would not be wise to rashly connect to the Nine Nether Lands of the Kunlun Realm in the Great Wilderness. Therefore, when Wei Yuan sought help from Zhujiu Yin, he cleverly chose Zhujiu Yin's other identity, the 'God of Zhongshan'.

As for the sacrificial offerings,

under Chang Xi's idiotic expression,

Wei Yuan very neatly made a Great Wilderness version of Longjing Shrimp.

As for tea, because Mr. Shennong had also created tea in that era, the Great Wilderness and the *Classic of Mountains and Seas* had developed various styles and flavors of tea over the past five thousand years. And for the shrimp, Curator Wei found a monster in the Great Wilderness that was defined as an ordinary wild beast, but was actually at the *tunaxu* (breathing) realm.

The shrimp, the size of a forearm, had pincers that could break wooden sticks or bones as thick as a wrist with one strike. At the same time, its shell was strong enough to withstand the long-range shooting of small-caliber handguns. Of course, if the bullets were engraved with talismans, this thing would not be very sturdy.

After all, just as brine curdles tofu, one thing subdues another.

This seemingly ferocious shrimp was just a shrimp in the hands of Curator Wei.

He made it neatly.

Chang Xi widened her beautiful eyes: "That's it?"

Curator Wei was full of confidence:

"Of course!"

Chang Xi sneered: "Such specifications and ceremonies are completely inconsistent. No god will respond to your call..."

"It's different."

Wei Yuan said, "We have a good relationship!"

"...Probably."

Wei Yuan thought of the past when he punched Zhujiu Yin in the left eye, and felt a little lacking in confidence, but he still performed the magic seal quite seriously, and whispered in his heart: "Zhujiu Yin..."

Chang Xi looked on curiously.

Wei Yuan paused, because he really didn't know what to say. Generally speaking, he should praise a certain great god, or ask a certain heavenly god for blessings, such as Little Phoenix Feng Siyu, but this felt weird for Zhujiu Yin.

After Wei Yuan pondered for a while, he clapped his hands, opened his eyes wide, and shouted, "Dinner is served!"

Chang Xi: "??!"

There was silence.

No effect?

Wei Yuan hesitated, while Chang Xi showed a mocking sneer, because that was all she could do now. Wei Yuan thought for a while and said, "Maybe the food isn't good enough... If one meal isn't enough, then three meals."

"Let's get some more."

Chang Xi really wanted to laugh at that guy and tell him that the entire ritual was wrong from beginning to end, but she didn't want to say it, she just wanted to watch the joke. Wei Yuan turned around to cook, pointed at Chang Xi, and said, "Don't steal."

The Moon Palace Empress did not care.

But whether it was the magic of this sentence or not, just like in the Northeast of Divine Continent, telling you not to lick the iron railings with your tongue actually leads to an increase in the number of people licking the iron railings, Chang Xi suddenly felt that the taste of this meal was light but quite tempting, and her index finger twitched.

Silently, she took the chopsticks, her eyes fixed on Wei Yuan, and lowered the chopsticks.

*Ka.*

The chopsticks collided with the chopsticks.

Huh?!

Chang Xi was unprepared and suddenly startled, making a sound. Wei Yuan also noticed the movement. The chef turned around and strode over with a kitchen knife, but saw Empress Chang Xi in shock and disbelief, and a phantom appeared at the altar. It was a woman in green clothes, tall, with clear and beautiful eyes.

"Reaching out to pick up Longjing Shrimp."

"Who are you?!"

The chef said angrily.

"Me?"

The woman in green clothes and black hair, with picturesque eyebrows, licked her red lips: "Didn't you summon me?"

"I'm looking for..." Wei Yuan's voice paused.

The green-clothed woman's phantom pointed at herself, smiling beautifully:

"The God of Zhongshan, the Master of the Red Water, Xian."

"You can also call me... Zhujiu Yin."

Chef: "??!"

There is Zhongshan, there is a woman in green clothes, named Red Water Woman Xian—

*Classic of the Great Wilderness, North*

ps: Today's first update…