Eternal Cultivation Of Alchemy

When the light died down, Alex and the others found themselves standing atop a stone platform, surrounded by various beasts.

Alex looked around, the aura of the land itself being quite different. He could tell he was in a place he had never been before.

“So this is the Twin Scar realm?” Alex asked.

“Yes,” Frostsilk said in a proud tone. “Welcome to the First Scar Continent.”

They got off the platform, walking out to a field where a ship waited to take them away.

Alex looked around the land, seeing the greenery that surrounded them. This place was closer to the Land of the Blessed Sun in terms of how developed it was and how the beasts lived.

They had houses and cities and normal architecture, which lacked quite a bit in the Sun’s Talon realm.

A short while later, they flew along the shores of a massive sea that lay within the continent. Even from atop the ship, Alex could feel a

strangeness about the sea that he couldn’t explain. It was as if something powerful lay hidden within the sea that didn’t want them looking at it.

Frostsilk pointed toward the sea and said, “Incredible, isn’t it? That’s the First Scar.”

Alex paused for a moment, turning toward the Celestial. “That’s the First Scar? The thing the continent is named after?”

Frostsilk nodded. “It looks like a sea, but that was something that happened over time, apparently. Initially, it was just a massive gouge in the earth that took hundreds of thousands of years to be filled with water!”

Alex couldn’t quite believe his ears. “What made the gouge?” he asked.

“Our ancestor, the Flood Dragon,” Frostsilk answered.

Alex blinked in surprise. “This was the work of a Primordial? No wonder it has such a strange aura to it.”

Frostsilk held a small smile as he corrected Alex. “It would be more accurate to say that this was the result of the Flood Dragon’s presence within this realm. He didn’t mean to do anything, but over time, as death came for him, he ended up scarring this realm, creating the giant gouge in the earth.”

Alex frowned slightly. “Really?”

“Yes,” the Celestial explained.

“How would his death cause such a massive crater?”

Frostsilk couldn’t answer. There was none.

“No one truly understands what happened in the past,” the Black Tortoise Celestial, Xuan Laizhin, said. “Those who have the answer have long since died themselves, so everything is guesswork built around broken records and hearsay. That being said, it is unanimously agreed that the Flood Dragon’s death was what caused this scar. We just don’t know if it was intentional or the side effect of him doing something.”

“I see,” Alex said. He could come up with a few theories himself if given the time, but it was unlikely he could ever figure out the actual truth.

“Is there a corpse? Or maybe a beast core that he left behind?”

“There was never a corpse,” Frostsilk answered. “But he did leave behind a beast core, and that has long since been used up.”

“Used up?” Alex asked in surprise.

“Our progenitor used the beast core of the Flood Dragon to form his Creation. That was how our family gained the might that it so rightfully deserves,” Frostsilk said.

Alex was somewhat taken aback. “So wait, were you not descendants of the Flood Dragon? Did you only gain the bloodline after your progenitor found the beast core?”

“Someone with a beast core as their Creation cannot gain that beast’s bloodline, only their attributes,” the White Tiger Patriarch answered before anyone else had the chance to. “So even if their progenitor had used the beast core, his children could never gain the bloodline.” “That is correct,” the Winterborn Dragon answered. “We were initially close descendants of the Flood Dragon to begin with. Not the only ones, of course. There were many. But we made it out as the clear winners in the end thanks to the advantage our progenitor received.” Alex nodded slowly as he finally understood the situation. He hadn’t imagined that there had been someone in the past who had formed another Primordial as their Creation. He should’ve known that Pearl and the rest could not have been the first ones.

Alex began counting the Primordials, thinking about which ones were likely still left to be used.

The Guardian Tiger, Three-Legged Crow, and the Heavenly Dog didn’t have a beast core anymore. Pearl had the Flying Raindragon’s core, Scarlet had the Midnight Phoenix’s core, and Whisker had the

Nine-Tailed Fox’s core.

The Dragon Turtle and the Headless Immortal’s bodies were floating around the world, going from realm to realm, as though each was a realm itself. It was highly unlikely there was any core left there at all.

Alex already knew that the Roc and the Nine-Headed Phoenix had their bodies converted into artifacts, so it was unlikely their cores had survived somehow.

That left four Primordials in total whose whereabouts he didn’t yet know.

The Moon Rabbit, the Thousand Miles Horse, the Yellow Dragon, and the Qilin.

“What happened to that Creation?” Alex asked. “Surely it was passed down through generations?”

Frostsilk shook his head. “While the progenitor had an easier time with the beast core, the rest were not so lucky. Understanding the essence of a Primordial is not something just anyone could do. So over time, the Flood Dragon Creation ended up getting weaker and weaker, until it just wasn’t worth learning anymore. By my time, we had already started learning other Creations.”

“I see,” Alex said, finally coming to an understanding. Despite failing to

keep the Flood Dragon Creation passed through their family, they hadn’t done badly at all, as they were the rulers of the First Scar. “What of the Second Scar?” Alex asked. “Is it a sea as well?”

“It is,” Frostsilk said. “It is very similar to the First Scar.” Alex blinked. “Does that mean it was made by a Primordial as well?” “Yes,” Frostsilk said. “The Second Scar was made by the dying Qilin.”