Chapter 670: Harem (VI)

Hougong City, a dream city known to everyone in the entire Shengyuan world.

This is a place where people are happy and reluctant to leave.

Heroes, beauties, love and hate, love and hatred... It is like a vortex of desire, constantly swallowing people.

And those who are deeply trapped in it... died without regrets.

In the 52nd year of Qilin in the Shengyuan calendar, this city seemed to have fallen from the sky and appeared on the shore of Menghai.

According to legend, the origin of Hougong City is related to a "supreme treasure", and only Ji Xunlong knows what that magic weapon is.

There are also rumors that... the reason why Ji Xunlong's cultivation progress is so fast is also because of the assistance of that "magic weapon".

Although these groundless words cannot be fully believed, one thing is certain-there is indeed a treasure in Hougong City that can protect the city. It is the power of this treasure that maintains the city's barrier.

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Shengyuan calendar, Qilin 72nd year. Two uninvited guests entered the city from the south gate of Hougong City.

Even they themselves didn't know that their arrival would bring about a huge change...

"This street is unexpectedly lively..." Brother Jue said to Ruth while looking around while walking on the street.

It is normal for him to be surprised. Who would have thought that...with such harsh conditions for entering the city, the city is still crowded with people and bustling.

"This is not surprising." Ruth replied, "In the Shengyuan world, the life span of all practitioners will be extended due to the improvement of their realm. In other words...leaving aside appearance and wisdom, as long as the female aptitude is above a certain level and has the conditions to practice, sooner or later she will be able to practice to the realm of Zhenyuan Wuji...If she succeeds, she can come in."

"Well...no wonder I saw a lot of dinosaurs along the way." Feng Bujue pondered.

"From your tone...it's as if your appearance has passed the test." Ruth decisively made a sarcastic retort to Brother Jue's hateful words and deeds.

"Didn't you hear what others said...I'm just a little bit away~" Feng Bujue argued.

Ruth sneered: "Heh... Although I don't quite understand the various hypocritical words and deeds of you humans in social interaction, from the results of the database analysis... the other party's "almost" is 67% likely to be just being polite to you."

"Can we change the topic? Can we still be friends!" Feng Bujue said with empty eyes, "Let's talk about worldview or something!"

"Okay." Ruth is a program after all. Since Brother Jue made a request, she would not be shy and change the topic as she said, "Let's talk about the part I just mentioned..." She transitioned and started to explain directly, "Ordinary people in this world have a very short life expectancy, usually only living to about 40 years old. Of course, this is not a problem with their physical constitution. If nothing unexpected happens, they can live to the age of over 70 before dying naturally. Unfortunately... This is a world full of disasters. Wars between forces, unpredictable natural disasters, backward medical standards, and a social form where the strong are respected... All determine that the weak are likely to die."

"Let me guess... The only way to escape the tragic fate is to practice?" Feng Bujue continued.

"Yes." Lute nodded in reply. "However, not everyone can practice..." She explained, "If a mortal wants to practice, he must become a disciple of a certain sect or a certain person; and those sects or individuals will naturally set certain thresholds for accepting disciples. Generally speaking, the conditions for accepting disciples in famous sects are very harsh, and there will be requirements for the qualifications, character, and even background and appearance of the disciples; while the conditions for becoming a disciple in those second- and third-rate sects are relatively loose, but not too casual."

"That is to say, in the Shengyuan world. Being able to become a cultivator is already a great thing in itself." Feng Bujue said.

"It is true for mortals." Lu Te replied, "Even for practitioners with very low qualifications, that is, those who cannot improve their level after practicing to the ninth level of the mortal body... their strength is equivalent to those first-class masters in martial arts novels. As long as they are healthy, it is not a problem to live to 120 years old." She paused and continued, "And practitioners with average qualifications can generally practice to the level of the mortal body without limit or the true essence with limit. The former is roughly equivalent to the top masters of the Five Absolutes level, and their lifespan is over 180 years old; while the latter... have successfully transformed their internal force into true essence. They can control their qi and perform spells, and do not sleep or eat. They have surpassed the realm of "warriors" and truly entered the realm of immortals. For these people, it is no problem to live for 300 years."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue continued thoughtfully. "So... people who can practice to the level of True Yuan Wuji above this are already considered to have high qualifications?"

"That's right." Ruth glanced around, "This city is full of such people." She lifted a strand of hair that was blown to her forehead by the wind and continued, "People in the True Yuan Wuji realm can generally live for more than 400 years, and a small number of them can fly with swords and release True Yuan."

"Then... what about the Saint Yuan realm?" Feng Bujue asked again.

"Ren Bufan, who was killed by you before, was the fourth level of Saint Yuan Youji." Ruth replied, "You have observed the data intensity of his battle at close range, and you should have a more intuitive understanding of his strength. As for his lifespan... people in the Saint Yuan realm may live for 500 to 1,000 years, and it depends on their practice luck."

"Luck?" Feng Bujue asked doubtfully, "Isn't this concept a bit mysterious?"

"Hmm... I don't quite understand this theory. Fortunately, my database also has content about religious beliefs. Combined with the settings given by the system..." When Root said this He seemed a little embarrassed, as if he didn't know what words to use to explain, "...In this world, there is a theory of 'cause and effect, good and evil'. In the dark, there is something similar to the 'supreme will' 'The power. This power will affect those living beings in the universe who have lived too long or have done too much evil...

When a living being's 'bad karma' accumulates to a certain extent, the 'Supreme Will' will determine that he/she/it is a threat to the entire world. From then on, the life form seemed to be walking on a narrower and narrower single-plank bridge... Various bizarre inducements would appear frequently, triggering a butterfly effect, and finally leading it to death..."

Feng Bujue laughed when he heard this and said: "Ha... Then when Ren Bufan met me today, could it be because he has done too many evil things in his life and today he is fulfilling the consequences of his karma?"

Root replied: "I don't know about this. I follow probability, so... I would rather believe that this is a random event."

"Haha... Okay." Feng Bujue shrugged and smiled, "Oh, by the way, there is another 'Saint Yuan Wuji Realm' you didn't mention."

"Huo Wei is a strong person in the third level of Saint Yuan Wuji." Lute said, "When he fought with you, he had internal injuries, and... under the influence of [The Naughty Child's Lower Whip Kick], his attack It was more reckless and did not exert its best power.”

"Why do I feel... that even if he exerts his full strength, he is still average..." Feng Bujue responded in a relaxed tone, "In my opinion, the strength of the second-level derivatives is firmly superior to him. Based on this speculation... …Then Ji Fenglong, who is at the ninth level of the Saint Yuan Wuji, isn’t that amazing, right?”

"Don't underestimate the enemy too much." Root shook his head and said, "No matter which realm or level you are in, every time you improve one turn, the amount of internal force/true essence/holy energy in the body will double. You can imagine...four turns and How much is the difference between the fifth turn and the ninth turn?”

Before Feng Bujue could answer, Lute quickly added: "In addition... Ji Fenglong reached the 'Ninth Rank of the Holy Yuan Wuji' when she was three hundred years old. And now she is the seventh step of the Qilin in the Holy Yuan Calendar." Twelve years ago, she was already three hundred and thirty-nine years old. Five years ago, she had already transcended the realm of 'Saint Yuan Wuji'..."

"What?" Feng Bujue was immediately surprised, "Are there other levels above Saint Yuan Wuji?"

"Yes." Lute said, "And there is only one." She looked at Feng Bujue and said in a deep voice, "People call those who have broken through the ninth level of Saint Yuan Wuji as 'Yuan Sheng'. The entire Saint Yuan There are currently no more than fifty Yuan Sages alive in the world, and Ji Fenglong is one of them.

The strength of Yuan Sheng cannot be measured by inherent levels, because their power has exceeded the upper limit of the entire cultivation system. They have reached the extreme level of all the skills they have practiced before and integrated them into a set of unique skills. Therefore, the abilities of each Yuan Sheng are unique. Simply speaking in terms of data strength... Yuan Sheng's strength is comparable to that of a first-level derivative. "

"Hey... According to what you said..." Feng Bujue immediately felt a bad premonition in his heart, "What if Ji Cunlong is the final boss of the main mission, can we still pass the level happily?"

"I have great confidence in you." Root replied, "With my help, I believe you can defeat all first-level derivatives except v1-God of War."

"Why do I feel that you have confidence in yourself..." Feng Bujue continued with the corner of his mouth twitching.

"Eh?" At this moment, Root suddenly showed a surprised expression.

"What's going on?" Brother Jue immediately became nervous. He knew...when Root reacted like this, something big must have happened.

"There are actually people of my kind here?" Root regained his composure in two seconds and turned to look to one side of the street.

"Huh? Derivative?" Feng Bujue asked curiously, "Didn't you make this sandbox? How could..."

"It's coming." Root interrupted Brother Jue's words and looked in that direction solemnly, "There are still fifty meters away from us...forty-five meters...forty meters..."

"Hey...what's going on...Are you reading the script of a certain episode of "Parasite"?" Feng Bujue said, "Rather than telling you the distance, why not hurry up and tell me your countermeasures..."

Root ignored him and continued counting down.

About fifteen seconds later, a familiar figure came into Feng Bujue's sight.

It was a woman with snow-white skin and beautiful appearance. She was dressed in black ancient clothes and had long black hair hanging over her shoulders; black and white... formed a beautiful contrast on her body.

At this moment, the way she looked at Feng Bujue revealed many indescribable, complex, and contradictory emotions... (To be continued...)