Volume One, Chapter One: Rebirth in the Primordial Wilderness, The Innate Gourd Vine

Primordial Era, Buzhou Mountain.

Within a valley veiled by a primordial array, Lin Yang slowly awakened.

“Damn, this joke’s gone too far—I’ve actually transmigrated to the Primordial Era, and I’ve become one of the Ten Spiritual Roots, the Innate Gourd Vine?”

Lin Yang was utterly speechless, his feelings tangled and complex. Transmigrating to the Primordial Era was naturally fortunate, and becoming one of the Ten Spiritual Roots was no small matter.

Yet the problem was the grim fate of the Innate Gourd Vine.

Not only were the seven gourds it bore plundered by others, but the vine itself withered and was trampled into mud.

It was a case of being used to the fullest extent.

“I wonder what time it is now. If it’s before Hongjun attained sainthood, then there’s still hope.”

As Lin Yang pondered, a cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded.

“Ding! Congratulations, host, on successfully transmigrating to the Primordial Era. The Divine-Level Selection System is now officially activated.”

Lin Yang was momentarily stunned, then erupted with joy.

The golden finger had arrived.

The divine system continued its prompt: “Please complete your initial choice.”

“Option One: The host may continue to accumulate primordial essence and sequentially bear seven gourds. Upon maturity, these seven gourds will transform into seven innate supreme treasures.”

“Option Two: The host may transform early and emerge during the Longhan Tribulation, receiving a reward—the singular Innate Gourd formed by the unification of the seven great gourds. (Note: This gourd combines the primordial essence of the original seven gourds, is also an innate supreme treasure, and contains the combined power of all seven.)”

Hearing this, Lin Yang could hardly remain calm. One choice promised seven supreme treasures; the other, a single treasure embodying the combined might of all seven.

How could one decide?

Without hesitation, Lin Yang declared, “System, I choose Option Two.”

Only a fool would pick the first.

Though seven innate treasures were tempting, the wait for all seven gourds to mature was long—too long.

By then, Hongjun would have ascended to sainthood. If he detected a disruptive anomaly like Lin Yang, no matter if there were seven or even ten treasures, Lin Yang would be done for.

Better to quit while ahead.

One innate supreme treasure was more than enough.

Lin Yang was content.

With his choice made, the system urged him to quickly transform and complete his mission.

“Is this really the Longhan Tribulation era? A time when the dragon, phoenix, and qilin clans vie for supremacy? Behind the scenes, ancient schemers like Hongjun and Luohou lurk, waiting for their chance…”

Lin Yang analyzed the current era. This was the best opportunity for any transmigrant to defy fate and alter destiny.

Otherwise, once Hongjun eliminated all obstacles and ascended as the Dao Ancestor of the Primordial Era, the grand tide would be irreversible.

Even the Heavenly Dao itself was not yet perfected—yet here lay Lin Yang’s chance.

Hence, he decided to transform and be born now.

Though a tribulation, the Longhan Tribulation brimmed with immense fortune.

If one could seize it, not only would they fear not Hongjun, but might even have the power to overthrow him.

Thus, Lin Yang concentrated his mind, and countless transmissions of information flooded his consciousness.

Naturally, he grasped how to condense his primordial spirit and cultivate the path of transformation.

After just one primordial cycle, Lin Yang had shaped his primordial spirit, resembling his former youthful self, radiating boundless vibrant life energy.

Notably, with the Innate Gourd Vine as his foundation, the path he comprehended was that of Creation and Fortune.

After condensing his primordial spirit, Lin Yang continued cultivating for countless cycles until he sensed the moment to transform had arrived.

On that day, within the valley, roaring spiritual energy surged, forming a colossal tornado that enveloped the immense gourd vine.

After an unknown duration, bursts of radiant light blossomed, and the gourd vine vanished.

In its place stood a youthful figure—Lin Yang had finally transformed.

But that was not all.

At that moment, seven small gourds appeared, still tender and immature.

These were the original seven gourds borne on the vine, yet to ripen.

As Lin Yang transformed, the seven gourds detached simultaneously.

At the same moment, as if inflated by breath, the gourds rapidly grew enormous.

Each gourd shimmered with a distinct hue:

Purple-gold, purple-red, purple-blue, purple-white, purple-black, purple-yellow, and purple-green…

In an instant, all seven gourds matured into seven supreme innate spiritual treasures.

These were the very gourds the Three Purities and others had acquired during the Wraith Tribulation.

The Purple-Gold Gourd, Ninety-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd, Demon Summoning Gourd, Immortal Slaying Gourd, Chaos Gourd, Water-Fire Gourd, and others.

Each gourd radiated its unique aura, yet they seemed to share a common source, subtly attracting one another.

The seven gourds circled together, spinning faster and faster, emitting dazzling light.

Suddenly, the gourds collided with a thunderous crash, and the brilliance intensified beyond precedent.

“Boom!”

A great explosion, and the seven gourds vanished, merging into one.

This single gourd exuded an aura far more astonishing than the sum of the seven.

It was an innate supreme treasure-level gourd.

Thanks to the system’s intervention, the seven gourds had fused into this solitary one.

Lin Yang gazed at the gourd, beckoned it with a hand, and it immediately descended into his palm.

This gourd, named the Chaos Gourd, combined the powers of all seven.

An innate supreme treasure.

Feeling the might of the Chaos Gourd, Lin Yang’s heart swelled with joy.

In his previous life, he had long admired the powers of the innate gourds depicted in primordial novels.

Now, he had fulfilled that dream.

Since it was a system reward, Lin Yang needed not refine it—he could wield it directly.

He infused a spell into the gourd, activating it.

Immediately, brilliant red clouds flowed forth from the Chaos Gourd.

On closer inspection, these “clouds” were countless grains of sand rubbing and colliding, generating terrifying lightning-fire light.

This power originally belonged to the Ninety-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd—the innate treasure of the kind-hearted “Red Cloud” figure.

But as part of the Chaos Gourd, its power was greatly amplified.

Where once the Red Cloud had stored star sand from the Nine Heavens, the Chaos Gourd now unleashed primordial divine sand of far greater potency.

The divine sand’s function was similar: enveloping enemies, the endless pressure and friction would shatter their bodies and even their souls—an exceedingly ruthless power.

It was ironic that Red Cloud, known as a benevolent figure, wielded such a merciless treasure.

Of course, it wasn’t truly ruthless—on the battlefield, destroying an opponent’s body or spirit, even their true essence, was only natural.

Thus, Lin Yang stood, grasping the Chaos Gourd, ready to carve his path in this tempestuous Primordial Era.