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The fiery liquid flowed scorching down Xiao Yefeng's throat, yet the spiciness of the alcohol vanished, leaving a rich and mellow flavor in his mouth. It was like Qi, nourishing Xiao Yefeng's body. The hot liquid entered his abdomen, transforming into streams of Qi that nourished Xiao Yefeng's meridians. A faint golden light emanated from within him, and to his astonishment, this sip of alcohol had awakened his Benevolent Heart.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng was shocked by the power of the wine. Just a sip could stimulate the condensation of his Benevolent Heart; it was nothing short of divine brew! However, he did not know that this wine was called Thousand Days of Intoxication, but it also had a more famous name: Dao Wine.
Dao Wine may sound similar when poured, but in reality, they were worlds apart. This Dao was not the same as the Dao of Taoism; it referred to the Great Dao. As the saying goes, "The Great Dao has fifty variations and four-nine transformations," and this Dao was indeed the Great Dao.
This wine could fill the gaps in a cultivator's state of mind. Why would such a precious treasure be given to Xiao Yefeng? To understand this, we must start with what Scruffy Daoist mentioned about Xiao Xueting earlier.
The Xiao Family had short lifespans, yet each member was exceptionally gifted. Xiao Xueting was a good brother to Scruffy Daoist. This Dao Wine was discovered by Xiao Xueting in an Ancient Ruins. According to lineage, he was Xiao Wen's grandfather and thus Xiao Yefeng's great-grandfather. Skilled in divination, Xiao Xueting had foreseen that one day his descendants would need this Dao Wine, so he left it for Xiao Yefeng.
In his final moments, Xiao Xueting entrusted the wine to Scruffy Daoist for safekeeping, believing that fate would not be defied. After glancing at Xiao Yefeng with a sense of resignation, Scruffy Daoist sat inside the dilapidated temple. He took the wine jug from Xiao Yefeng's hands and gently shook it; inside appeared the very wine that the old priest had just drunk. It turned out this jug was also a treasure obtained by Xiao Xueting in the ruins.
Its ability was to hold wine! Within the jug lay a universe; Dao Wine existed in one compartment while other wines were stored elsewhere. Now that Xiao Yefeng had finished drinking all the Dao Wine, what remained was naturally the old priest's drink.
With each sip he took, Scruffy Daoist sighed deeply. As he reached the bottom of his drink, he let out a long sigh before pushing himself away from the broken temple. After crushing a statue he had made with his own hands, he turned and left without a trace. Only Xiao Yefeng remained seated cross-legged in the forest. No one knew where Scruffy Daoist had gone; the only proof of his existence was that wine jug now resting in Xiao Yefeng's embrace, which also pressed down on a Yellow Talisman Paper filled with dense writing.
Outside this obscure mountain echoed several hearty laughs that reverberated through the forest. Afterward, silence returned to the woods. At this moment, Xiao Yefeng's Benevolent Heart had merged with his Dao Heart. From then on, there would be no obstacles on his cultivation path; however, he had already fallen into a deep sleep and seemed to have entered a fragrant forest filled with birdsong and flowers.
What was this? Xiao Yefeng saw a trickling stream flowing through the air—completely defying gravity! Yet at that moment, driven by curiosity, he found himself flying upward. He merely wished to get closer for a better look and unexpectedly soared into the air. As he approached, he was stunned; this was Qi! No! More accurately, it was a river of spiritual liquid.
The density of Qi within this spiritual liquid reached Ultimate levels—something only seen when water vapor condensed into droplets. Having grown accustomed to seeing scattered points of Qi before him, Xiao Yefeng was truly amazed by this river of spiritual liquid. How much Qi would one sip yield? Would one gulp be enough for him to advance?
With this thought in mind, Xiao Yefeng activated Carefree Vitality Technique to absorb the spiritual liquid but found it unresponsive. When he reached out to touch it, he realized that the liquid passed right through his body. At that moment, it dawned on him: he was dreaming! This must be Scruffy Daoist's truth!
Was this what the Earth looked like in its primordial state? As Xiao Yefeng pondered this, he finally understood why the first generation of Immortals and Deities from Transcendence possessed the ability to devastate the land. With an endless supply of spiritual liquid, even a fool could ascend! Yet, in that moment, Xiao Yefeng felt like nothing more than a being inferior to a fool.
Two children, both around four or five years old, suddenly shot up like rockets into the river of spiritual liquid before his eyes. As they sat cross-legged, a towering statue appeared behind them, standing ten zhang tall—this was the Golden Body, a protective Dharma form! Such a thing could only be possessed by the strong of Transcendence. Even though Jiang Xing had taken that first step, he struggled without sufficient Qi support and could not condense his Dharma form.
A fool could ascend? Nonsense! They were born with that privilege! Just then, a tremendous rumbling echoed from afar. The two children in the Spirit Stream opened their eyes wide and retracted their Dharma forms as they fled. Before they could escape, a massive beast appeared, landing on its hind legs. Its long tail was covered in scales, and its short forelimbs bore sharp claws. Most alarming was its enormous mouth, dripping with saliva.
With one snap of its jaws, the two children protected by their Dharma forms were sucked into the beast's mouth in an instant. Just as Xiao Yefeng wondered what kind of creature this was, a streak of sword light flew through the air and shattered the beast's fangs. The children managed to escape, but vengeance for the broken teeth was necessary. The beast crossed its short forelimbs in mid-air and unleashed four light blades infused with Gold Element spiritual power.
At that moment, a man riding a Flying Sword struck out with a punch from afar. A massive fist imprint shattered the intersecting light blades, and its residual force surged through Xiao Yefeng's body before crashing into the beast.
In an instant, a huge blood hole pierced through the beast's body. This creature capable of annihilating ascendants fell straight down. The man on the Flying Sword approached the fallen beast with the two children. His Flying Sword shrank down to become an ordinary sword over two feet long. In just a few swift movements, he severed the beast's teeth and claws before his ring glowed brightly, causing mountains of spoils to vanish instantly.
Witnessing this left Xiao Yefeng utterly dumbfounded; it was all real—there truly were storage rings, there truly were Flying Swords, and there existed beasts capable of cultivating like humans! Time flew by as Xiao Yefeng experienced everything; the man rode his Flying Sword away with the two children while Xiao Yefeng followed closely behind. These humans were indeed as powerful as he had imagined.
Flying through the air was no challenge for them. After eliminating those formidable beasts, they imparted their abilities to some humans who then flew away with materials from these creatures, breaking through Earth's barrier. However, when Xiao Yefeng tried to follow them, he was blocked by the barrier; beyond it lay realms not governed by Earth's Dao energy, preventing him from leaving.
Then came Xiao Yefeng's experience of the first war among Immortals and Deities. He watched helplessly as powerful beings beyond description unleashed their final strikes against Earth's thin Spirit Barrier. In an instant, Qi surged from Earth into outer space like a geyser, and that final blow shattered the Spirit Barrier but also led to the destruction of the first generation of deities.
Afterward, it felt as if someone had pressed fast forward in his mind; Earth entered an ice age where species originated anew. Eventually, a second generation of humanity emerged—these were recorded as some of the earliest humans because all memories of the first generation had vanished. The second generation repeated the tragic fate of their predecessors; once again depleting what little spiritual power remained until finally, the Spirit Barrier collapsed.
The first generation had destroyed the River of Spirits while the second obliterated the Spirit Stream. With the collapse of the Spirit Barrier, Qi that could condense into liquid finally disappeared; only scattered remnants remained until now. All this unfolded before Xiao Yefeng like scenes from a movie.
At that moment, he realized that Kitagawa wasn't entirely wrong; at least part of Earth's cultivation methods indeed stemmed from those who once battled beasts. However, back then Earth was merely a nascent planet, and who were those who rode Flying Swords across the void? No one knew for certain, but one thing was clear—they were certainly not Earthlings.
After them came two civilizations on Earth that rose and fell in succession. Ultimately, Xiao Yefeng witnessed modern history—the feudal era in the East and the age of nobility in the West—and then came something truly significant.
Xiao Yefeng witnessed the emergence of the first generation of the founders of Perfect World three hundred years ago. At that time, the circle of extraordinary individuals was intertwined with ordinary people. These individuals were known as Extraordinary Persons because they possessed powers beyond the norm. Ordinary people both admired and feared these Extraordinary Persons, and some even initiated plans to eradicate them.
Finally, a man who had always remained in the shadows stepped forward from the East. This man rose like a comet, gathering nearly eighty percent of the Extraordinary Persons to form the organization known as Perfect World. As the name suggests, these individuals hoped to establish a harmonious world where coexistence was possible. This generation worked tirelessly to gain acceptance for their existence among ordinary people.
In pursuit of this goal, they helped ordinary people in countless ways. However, despite their efforts, the vast majority of ordinary people still did not recognize the existence of Extraordinary Persons. Although there was less hostility than before, it was still a struggle for this generation to secure a place for themselves.
However, change came after all the original members of Perfect World passed away. In a tragic incident, when Extraordinary Persons sought rain for a parched land, lightning struck a group of ordinary people. From that moment on, ordinary people once again began to expel these Extraordinary Persons, using the excuse that they wielded powers that mortals should not possess and must be eliminated.
Thus, divisions arose within Perfect World. Thirty percent believed they could explain their actions clearly, while forty percent felt that there was no need for them to compromise; instead, ordinary people should serve them.
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