Cultivation

“True Primordial Record?” The little guy was amazed, as this name sounded completely out of the ordinary. In the past, it was wrapped in light as it fell together with the Willow Deity, so its origins must have been heaven shocking.

The fist-sized Hairy Ball was squeaking non-stop, grabbing its ears and scratching its cheeks. It pounced into the little guy’s hands liked a little golden koala and embraced the sparkling white bone. No matter what anyone said, it wouldn’t let go. Its actions suggested that this belonged to him, and that no one could take it away from him!

“Please advise me Willow Deity, how does one cultivate the True Primordial Record?” asked the chief in the little guy’s place, since this related to his future.