In the East King Palace.
The Queen Mother of the West gazed at the pill furnace before her, wielding the authority of life, as divine power surged forth.
Five-colored flames erupted from the pill furnace, suddenly roaring as the phantoms of powerful mystical creatures like dragons, phoenixes, and qilins emerged all around.
Then, a pill round as the bright moon flew out and landed in the Queen Mother of the West's hand.
"This Divine Pill is finally completed."
Qingyuan took a deep breath and sighed: "This pill contains the bloodlines of one thousand five hundred eighty-two kinds of mystical creatures, all recessive, able to pass down through bloodline, awakening randomly... After awakening, the ancestors can be called—Innate Gods and Demons!"
Although the awakened bloodline offers power that might be slightly weaker than those with direct physical mutation, they are still human.
It must be said, Lord Qingyuan is entirely an appearance enthusiast.
Furthermore, for humans, gaining strength to rival mystical creatures is already a significant advancement.
After all... they are many!
As long as enough Innate Gods and Demons are gathered, coupled with organization and discipline, they can completely kill any powerful divine beast!
"Next, is to send out this Divine Pill."
The Queen Mother of the West gazed outside the palace, where a mystic bird spread its wings and flew in.
"You shall descend the mountain, take this pill, and gift it to any human woman..."
With a delicate touch, the Queen Mother of the West pointed, and the Divine Pill fell into the mystic bird's stomach.
The mystic bird nodded, chirped once, spread its wings, and soared up to the nine heavenly realms.
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As a branch among countless clans in the Great Wilderness East Domain, it is quite inconspicuous.
On this day, a woman named Jian Di went out to gather supplies.
In today's primitive tribe, women were responsible for gathering, crafting, and other tasks, while men were responsible for going out to hunt.
Because hunting often yields no food, women who can stabilize food sources hold great power and hold a high status.
Jian Di is also , highly skilled at finding edible fruit trees and mushrooms in dense forests.
This time, in order to gather more harvest, she unconsciously ventured deep into a dense forest.
She slipped and fell, injuring her ankle.
With nobody around, she became thirsty and hungry but had no way out and could only wait for death.
Suddenly, a bird's cry came from the sky.
Jian Di looked up and saw a majestic black bird, terrified and pale: "A mystical beast!"
On the Great Wilderness, humans have never been rulers.
Various mystical beasts roamed, some actively attacking tribes, like natural disasters!
Humans, weak and small, could only hide and prolong their fragile existence.
Even the kindest dragons and phoenixes would not hesitate to show their might through destruction if offended by humans.
But this time, the enormous mystic bird did not attack, its lively eyes fixed on Jian Di, before suddenly flapping its wings and flying away.
Black feathers fell, forming a bird's nest before Jian Di.
Soon, a white egg dropped into the center of the nest, emitting a tempting fragrance.
Jian Di swallowed hard, feeling hungry.
And in the wild, hunger and injury nearly equate to death!
To survive, she picked up the white egg and shattered the shell with a stone, drinking the fragrant egg white and sweet yolk.
The next moment, Jian Di felt a surge of warmth entering her body, miraculously healing her injuries without medicine.
Moreover, her belly slowly began to swell...
"Why hasn't Jian Di returned yet?"
Two patrolling hunters watched the setting sun, worry shown on their faces.
The wild is dangerous for both men and women.
But Jian Di was the most beautiful woman in the tribe.
The two hunters exchanged glances, unable to hide their concern.
Just then, a hunter named "Qi" pointed to the horizon: "Look there!"
People of the tribe looked, seeing Jian Di slowly reach the tribe entrance, holding something against the evening glow.
"Jian Di, you're safe, that's wonderful."
Soon, they heard the cry of a baby.
Jian Di carefully opened the bundle, revealing a chubby, white baby inside.
Some of the tribe elders asked in wonder.
Jian Di held up the baby: "I ate the egg of the mystic bird and gave birth to him, I named him 'Shang'! This child is a gift from the heavens!"
Many clansfolk were in awe, crying out in unison: "Heavenly Mandate Mysterious Bird, descends and births Shang!"
"Heavenly Mandate Mysterious Bird, descends and births Shang!"
Actually, it just coincided with the current primitive clan and matriarchal society era.
If it were ancient feudal times, a woman going out, conceiving in the wild, yet daring to proclaim it, she'd likely end up drowned together in a pig cage...
Sixteen years swiftly passed.
In You Song Tribe, everyone knows they have a prodigy named 'Shang'!
Shang was clever from a young age, learned anything immediately, and now, is the tribe's first warrior and the leader of the hunting party.
While Jian Di, due to that myth-like experience, was appointed as the tribe's High Priest, practically holding tribe power.
The hunting team returned with full loads.
"It's Shang again; he hit the big horned deer with one arrow!"
"Shang is truly amazing!"
Bringing a great amount of prey, every member of the hunting team became heroes, among whom Shang was much admired by young girls.
At sixteen, Shang was nearly two meters tall, with the strength to tear tigers and leopards apart, every muscle was perfect, with a sunny smile greeted tribe members while distributing the allocated meat to every elder.
This further improved everyone's impression of him.
At the bonfire party, tribe members enjoyed food while singing and dancing.
Only Shang gnawed at a fruit, gazing at the starry sky in a trance.
"Shang, what are you thinking about?"
A young teenager approached, his friend—'Xia.'
"I'm wondering what the land we live on really looks like, who resides in the stars above... I'm thinking about whether the legendary Kunlun, East King, and Queen Mother of the West exist, and if they do, how they view us..."
"You think so profoundly..." Xia touched his head, showing a hearty smile.
"I think about simpler things too, why is our tribe so weak?" Shang said: "Why is a woman the High Priest, holding tribe power? Why... can I not become the true leader?"
"Because... everyone has always lived this way." Xia answered blankly.
He did not see anything wrong with mothers being in charge.
"You see... this is the difference between you and me." Shang stood up, with a faint smile on his face: "And the difference between me and sages is, I not only think but also act!"