Harem City, a dream city that everyone in the entire Saint Yuan world knows... Read the latest and most complete novels
This is a place that makes people enjoy themselves.
Heroes, beauties, love and hatred, love and hatred...it is like a whirlpool of passion, constantly swallowing people up.
And those who were deeply involved... actually died without any regrets.
In the fifty-second year of Qilin in the Holy Yuan Calendar, this city seemed to fall from the sky and appeared on the shore of the Yaohai Sea.
According to legend, the origin of the Harem City is related to a "supreme treasure", and only Ji Fenglong himself knows what that magic weapon is.
There are also rumors that... the reason why Ji Fenglong's cultivation has advanced so quickly is because of the assistance of that "magic weapon".
Although these catchy words cannot be fully believed, one thing is certain - there is indeed a treasure in the harem city that holds the city together. It is the power of this treasure that maintains the city's boundaries.
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In the seventy-second year of Qilin in the Holy Yuan calendar, two uninvited guests entered the city from the south gate of the harem city.
Even they themselves don’t know that their arrival will bring about a huge change...
"This street is really unexpectedly lively..." Brother Jue, who was walking on the street, looked around and said to Root.
It is normal for him to be surprised. Who would have thought that... even though the conditions for entering the city are so harsh, the city is still full of people and bustling with people.
"This is not surprising." Root replied, "In the Saint Yuan world, the lifespan of any practitioner will be extended due to the improvement of his realm. In other words... leaving aside appearance and wisdom, as long as the qualifications are at a certain level
Women who are above, and have the conditions to practice, will be able to reach the realm of True Yuan Wuji sooner or later... Once they have mastered it, they can come in."
"Hmm... no wonder I saw a lot of dinosaurs along the way." Feng Bujue said thoughtfully.
"Listening to your tone...it's as if your appearance has passed the test." Root decisively sarcastically responded to Brother Jue's hateful words and deeds.
"Didn't you hear what others said...I'm only a little bit short~" Feng Bujue said quibbled.
Root sneered: "Ha... Although I don't understand all the hypocritical words and deeds of you humans in social interactions, but judging from the results of database analysis... the other party's sentence 'a little bit' is 67% likely.
I'm just being polite to you."
"Can we change the topic? Can we still be friends?" Feng Bujue said with vacant eyes, "Let's talk about the world view and stuff!"
"Okay." Root is a program after all. Since Brother Jue has made the request, she will not hesitate and change the topic whenever she wants. "Let's expand on the part I mentioned just now..." She transitioned.
He started explaining directly, "The average life span of ordinary people in this world is very short, and they usually can only live to about forty years old. Of course, this is not a problem with their physical constitution. If nothing happens, they can also live to seventy years old.
Only those aged over 100 years old die naturally. Unfortunately... this is a troubled world. Wars between various forces, unpredictable natural disasters, backward medical standards, and a social form in which the strong are respected... are all...
It determines that those who are weak can easily die."
"Let me guess...the only way to get rid of the tragic fate is to practice?" Feng Bujue answered.
"Yes." Lu Te nodded and replied. "However, not everyone can practice..." She explained, "If a mortal wants to practice, he must join a certain sect or become a disciple of a certain person;
Those sects or individuals will naturally set certain thresholds for accepting disciples. Generally speaking, the conditions for recruiting disciples from famous sects are very strict, and they have requirements for the disciples' qualifications, character, and even origin and appearance; and for those two
The conditions for apprenticeship in third-rate sects are relatively loose, but not too casual."
"That is to say, in the Saint Yuan world, being able to become a cultivator is already a great thing." Feng Bujue said.
"This is indeed the case for mortals." Root responded, "Even a practitioner with very low qualifications, that is, a person who can no longer improve his level after reaching the ninth level of his mortal body... his strength is equivalent to
Those first-class masters in martial arts novels. As long as they are not sick or suffering from disaster, it is not a problem to live to the age of one hundred and twenty years old." She paused and then continued, "And practitioners with mediocre qualifications can generally practice to the mortal body Wuji or
There are extreme realms of true essence. The former is roughly equivalent to the top master of the Five Ultimate Levels, with a lifespan of more than 180 years; and the latter... has successfully transformed internal energy into true essence. It can control the air and cast spells without sleeping or eating. It is as if
They have transcended the realm of 'warriors' and truly entered the realm of immortals. These people have no problem living for three hundred years."
"Oh..." Feng Bujue continued thoughtfully. "So... people who can go beyond this and practice the True Yuan Wuji are considered to be highly qualified?"
"That's right." Root glanced around, "This city is full of people like this." She lifted a strand of hair that was blown to her forehead by the wind, and continued, "Zhenyuan Wuji
People in this realm can generally live for more than four hundred years, and a small number of them can fly with swords and release their true energy."
"So... what about the Saint Yuan realm?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"Ren Bufan, who was killed by you before, was the fourth level of the Holy Yuan." Root replied, "You have observed his data strength in battle at close range, and you should have a relatively intuitive understanding of his strength. As for
His life span...it is possible for a person in the Saint Yuan realm to live from 500 to 1,000 years, depending on his cultivation and fortune."
"Creation?" 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 life forms in the universe that have lived too long or done too much evil...
When a living body'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 living body is like walking on
On a single-plank bridge that is getting narrower and narrower... all kinds of incredible inducements will appear frequently, and then trigger the butterfly effect, and finally lead to death... "
Feng Bujue heard the words and smiled 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' that you didn't mention."
"Huowei is the strong man of 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 whip kick], his attack
It was rather reckless and did not exert its best power."
"Why do I feel... that even if he exerts his full strength, he is just 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 Conglong, who has attained the ninth level of the Infinite Saint Yuan, isn’t that great, 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 '9th level of the Holy Yuan Wuji' when she was three hundred years old. And now she is the seventh level of Qilin in the Holy Yuan calendar."
Twelve years, she is already three hundred and thirty-nine years old. As early as five years ago, she had 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 the Saint Yuan Wuji as 'Yuan Sheng'. The entire Saint Yuan
In the world, there are currently no more than fifty Yuan Sages alive, 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 techniques they have previously practiced, and have integrated them into a set of personal skills.
Unique skills. Therefore, the abilities of each Yuan Sheng are unique. In terms of pure data strength...the strength of Yuan Sheng is comparable to that of first-level derivatives."
"Hey... According to what you said..." Feng Bujue immediately felt a bad premonition in his heart, "What if Ji Cunlong is the last boss to fight in the main mission, can we still pass the level happily?
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"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 be..."
"It's coming." Root interrupted Brother Jue's words and looked in that direction solemnly and said, "There are still fifty meters... forty-five meters... forty meters away from us..."
"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.
She 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...)
