Qiu Xiaoqian transmigrated into the primordial world as a member of the human race. He had planned to find a powerful patron, cultivate immortality, and live forever. He had no desire to oppose Hongjun or accomplish anything great.
After killing a wild beast for the first time, he awakened a Martial Arts System.
Qiu Xiaoqian was dumbfounded. In a primordial world filled with gods and Buddhas, what was he supposed to do with a Martial Arts System?
Qiu Xiaoqian: “Di Jun, you're going to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword?”
Di Jun: “Martial Ancestor, I've changed my mind. I won't forge it.”
Qiu Xiaoqian: “Yuqing, does the development of my human race accord with the Heavenly Dao?”
Yuqing: “The human race was destined by the Heavenly Dao to become the protagonist of Heaven and Earth. Whatever the human race does accords with the Heavenly Dao.”
Qiu Xiaoqian: “Taiqing, were you planning to treat my human race like a crop to harvest for its fortune?”
Taiqing: “No. The Kongtong Seal belongs to the human race, so I return it to them.”
Hongjun: “Martial Ancestor, from now on, the primordial world is yours to rule.”
Qiu Xiaoqian nodded. “Good!”
