The illiteracy of the entire primitive tribe had troubled Feng Bingwen for a long time. They could not understand the optimized cultivation method, which Feng Bingwen believed had hardly increased in difficulty.

This tribe was in an extremely primitive stage. They had no concept of writing and could only record some major events through simple murals. Their spiritual practice was similar.

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Based on the simple cultivation diagrams carved on the stone wall, and with the oral instruction from their clansmen, they began to cultivate, guiding the primordial energy of heaven and earth to temper their bodies.

When Feng Bingwen evolved the cultivation method and made it more complex, almost no one could understand it. Of course, more importantly, no one was willing to spend too much effort to understand it.

After all, Feng Bingwen's predecessor was one of the warrior chiefs in the tribe, but there were others with the same status or even stronger combat power.

So, after wasting some time, Feng Bingwen went into the mountains again and single-handedly carried back a strange beast the size of a small mountain.

On this powerful beast were particularly obvious penetrating wounds, which significantly elevated Feng Bingwen's status in the tribe. Everyone looked at him differently now, from the former chief to the priests who held divine authority; their eyes now held a greater sense of awe.

It didn't take Feng Bingwen long to prove his strength. His impressive battle record and increasingly terrifying combat power earned him even more respect and admiration from his clansmen.

As for his sudden increase in strength after going into the mountains, no one bothered to investigate the illogical aspects. Living in the wild mountains, strength was the most important thing, and everything else was trivial and unimportant.

Therefore, it was not long before Feng Bingwen naturally obtained the position of chieftain of this small tribe, a position that was originally reserved for the tribe's strongest warrior.

After demonstrating his terrifying power to cleave a river in two with a single blow, he naturally persuaded the former chieftain to relinquish his position, and he himself took over as the warrior captain.

This is the way primitive tribes survive: simple and straightforward. The strong rise to power, and when an even stronger one emerges, they voluntarily relinquish their position. Only in this way can the tribe survive and develop better.

Having seized the highest authority in the tribe, Feng Bingwen began to promote the cultivation methods he had devised to his fellow tribesmen. At this point, the tribesmen who were originally not very enthusiastic completely changed.

Because Feng Bingwen has already proven his strength to them, and all living beings are inherently drawn to strength; no one would refuse to gain greater power.

Therefore, even though the methods that were promoted had increased the difficulty and even the threshold for cultivation, it still could not stop the enthusiasm of those of the same clan to learn.

Thus, after arriving in this world, Feng Bingwen finally took his first step, combining local cultivation methods with his own personal insights and promoting them.

The promotion of the new law has had a profound impact on this tribe of only a few hundred people. Dangerous places that were previously untouchable can now be designated as hunting grounds, and ferocious beasts that were previously avoided have now become part of their diet.

As the hunting grounds and available food began to expand dramatically, the small tribe experienced a period of explosive population growth.

Even though this change pleased the tribe's priests greatly, it still made Feng Bingwen somewhat dissatisfied. Although it only takes less than fifteen years for an infant to grow into a qualified hunter, in Feng Bingwen's opinion, this was too slow.

Therefore, when Feng Bingwen's tribe came into contact with other tribes that also lived in the mountains, a war aimed at annexation and expansion began.

However, although it was a war, it was not cruel, and there was not much bloodshed or sacrifice, because the gap between the two sides was so great that it made people lose all thoughts of resistance.

When Feng Bingwen, clad in animal robes and wielding stone tools, single-handedly took down hundreds of adult males from a tribe who were qualified to hunt, even the most stubborn and arrogant tribe would bow their heads and submit.

It's perfectly normal for the weak to bow down to the strong; no one would think there's anything wrong with it. For survival, there are too many things that can be sacrificed.

Thus, the tribe, which originally had only about five hundred people, expanded rapidly in just one year after Feng Bingwen succeeded him as chieftain, becoming a powerful tribe with nearly ten thousand members.

This is a tribe that was forcibly combined after attacking ten tribes, with Feng Bingwen's military strength as its foundation and a small tribe of only five hundred people as its core.

Because Feng Bingwen was too "selfless," even those "outsiders" who later submitted and joined his tribe were able to learn his new methods, so the original tribesmen did not have much of an advantage.

This caused some dissatisfaction, but faced with Feng Bingwen's increasingly terrifying aura, all dissatisfaction could only be suppressed in their hearts. As the most powerful being in the tribe, everything he did was absolutely correct.

This is a rule maintained by pure power, and Feng Bingwen is certainly aware of the huge drawbacks hidden in this method, especially since he does not have any children with any women.

If he were to encounter an accident or suffer a serious injury one day, this seemingly thriving and increasingly powerful tribe of ten thousand people would disintegrate in a very short time, and might even turn into a war.

However, Feng Bingwen was not worried about this. He was confident that no living being in these mountains could threaten him unless the will of this world was deliberately targeting him. Otherwise, he would not have any problems.

As long as he is confident that nothing unexpected happens to this vessel, it doesn't matter whether he leaves offspring or not, because he will become an immortal and will have an almost endless amount of time to plan everything, compared to ordinary beings.

Over time, the more than ten tribes that were forcibly merged, even if they engaged in various open and covert struggles in private, will eventually integrate into one.

This won't even take too long; just two or three generations will suffice. In just twenty or thirty years, the imprints of those small tribes will disappear, and the new generation will be proud to take the name of the large tribe.

After the tribe developed to this point, Feng Bingwen stopped expanding. There was no other way; the level of civilization of this intelligent tribe was simply too low, and too many people would only lead to collapse.

Therefore, in order to better plan, Feng Bingwen began to assume the role of the progenitor of humankind. After pondering for half a day, he began to create writing, and guided these primitive people to build houses, fire pottery jars, study herbs, find suitable wild animals to raise, and plants that could be cultivated on a large scale...

One thing after another, Feng Bingwen was extremely busy in these mountains. This was far more mentally and physically demanding than a simple military conquest, but he had no choice but to do it.

Feng Bingwen needed the chosen ethnic group to have a larger population base, and for the population to grow, the development and progress of civilization was indispensable.

Thus, after three generations of painstaking management in these mountains, Feng Bingwen's tribe had grown to over 200,000 people. Some of these were descendants of the original 10,000 who had worked hard to reproduce, while others were from other tribes living in the mountains who had come to join him after hearing of the Li tribe's reputation.

At this time, the tribe ruled by Feng Bingwen had become the undisputed overlord of these mountains. There were no strange beasts that they feared, nor were there any dangerous places that they could not venture into.

So, Feng Bingwen, who had painstakingly managed the tribe for decades, turned his attention to areas beyond the tribe. He was very curious about what kind of scene lay beyond these wild mountains, and whether there were even more powerful tribes, or rather, nations!