Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Yun Yang heaved a sigh.
“That’s correct. Humble families can hardly produce successful children if this system goes on.”
“All in all, the disparity of spiritual Qi distribution in this realm is too great…”
The fatty chuckled and said, “Think about it. Even if you’re a paramount genius with a fitting masterly cultivation method, a hundred years of cultivation can’t even compare to a day of cultivation in those top notch schools… How do you compete with others? The circumstances force one to join sects in order to go a step further. Yet, to join these sects, especially the notable schools, isn’t an easy feat. The term tumultuous cultivation journey isn’t just a saying!”
Yun Yang began to look serious.
‘That’s true. The entire lifetime of an ordinary cultivator is only a day of a super sect’s disciple!’
‘How can a comparison even be made?’
‘According to what fatty says, it’s not even nearly impossible to reign the Bound of Universe alone – it’s simply impossible!’
While Yun Yang was engulfed in negativity, he heard the fatty speak again.
“That being said, the forces that have the Amethyst and Gold Celestial Luck Banners aren’t usually active in the martial world. Even if they are, they rarely expose their identities… After all, to compete or battle with others possessing a similar background and status, is simply irritating.”
“Then again, the organizations that have the black, green and silver flags could already overlook their peers and the rogue cultivators with a squint.”
When Qian Duoduo spoke of these matters, his plump face was radiant and animated. Yun Yang was in luck. If it had been someone else, he might have known these things as well, but he might not be as knowledgeable and all-knowing like this fatty who was thoroughly informed of all minute details.
Qian Duoduo’s cultivation base was not worthy of regard to Yun Yang, but his delivery of information that the latter wanted to know was eloquent and enlightening. His knowledge was extensive and exhaustive. Despite himself, Yun Yang was impressed.
Perhaps this was the cause of his lesser significant cultivation base and limited combat power, Yun Yang concluded inwardly.
“In the Bound of Universe’s martial world, openly, it’s ruled by four top forces. The nine continents and four oceans are divided into four territories. Where we are now is under the jurisdiction of the Sacred Heart Palace, one of the four palaces in the Eastern Celestial Court. The other three palaces in the Eastern Celestial Court are the Sacred Essence Palace, the Sacred Soul Palace, and the Sacred Spirit Palace.”
“The four forces are the Unfettered Court, the Eastern Celestial Court, the Western Sacred Court, and the Northern Magic Court. The Eastern Celestial Court is ranked number two here, right after the Yao race’s Unfettered Court. The reason the Unfettered Court is at the top is due to the Regal Daemon Lord’s brilliance and unprecedented power, as well as his subordinates, the Twelve Daemon Kings and the Thirty-Six Daemon Generals – they are all formidable characters, difficult to defeat.”
Subsequently, Qian Duoduo began introducing the four forces’ power distribution and territories respectively, including their individual characteristics and abilities. It seemed unending as the Eastern Celestial Court alone took him four hours and he did not look like he was coming to a close, but had only covered the tip of the iceberg.
Yun Yang was not in a hurry, however, carefully listening and memorizing what was being told. What he had obtained today would be things he would possibly need when he roamed the Bound of Universe in the future. It was better the more detailed his knowledge was, so he was not at all annoyed by the fatty’s ceaseless narration.
To Yun Yang, the more elaborate and specific he rambled, the better it was.
“Actually, as the top four forces of the Bound of Universe, other than the bottom and middle people and sects that are active, the higher ranked ace cultivators no longer care to roam this martial world. It does not befit their status…”
After a long time, when the fatty finally finished explaining the four forces, he said this as a closing line.
Yun Yang could not help being choked up about this.
‘F*ck this, they are not no longer active in this realm, but you talk about them so excitedly from night to day…’
At the same time, there was a deep sense of shock within Yun Yang that rippled through him.
There seemed to be another meaning to the fatty’s words. The ace cultivators were no longer active in this martial world, but the main point was not that they did not care to do so or how low their status would be. More importantly, where else were they being active at?
Such cultivators, such high-leveled presences, would never go into seclusion nor stop their cultivation journey. The actual interpretation of being inactive in this martial world could only mean that they had other encounters and experiences! Wherever that was, it must be incomparable to the ordinary martial world.
“Under the four forces, peer cultivators from the four palaces of the Eastern Celestial Court basically don’t roam the martial world much already. Everyone knows that they haven’t truly disappeared from this world, but even if they were still active, who could recognize them as long as they don’t expose themselves? Therefore, the various notable sects’ fight of hegemony is done openly here.”
“Under each palace, there are three upper-class sects, six middle-class sects, and nine lower class sects. These sects and schools are qualified to own the Celestial Luck Banner while after them, that’ll be the lower-ranking sects and rogue cultivators who don’t have the flag, as well as the clans, all of which are fighting and competing for a chance to climb up.”
The fatty’s tone was laced with a sense of sadness, but the suddenness of it made Yun Yang look closely at him with a curious expression that begged the question, ‘What are you lamenting about?’.
“What does a chance to go up mean, in particular?” asked Yun Yang.
“The ownership of the Celestial Luck Banner!” said Qian Duoduo, “The ownership of the Celestial Luck Banner is not constant, it can be taken away. When a school comes to a certain standard, it can challenge the sects that have the Celestial Luck Banners. Once the challenge succeeds, it can replace the sect challenged and obtain the flag they originally owned. As for the defeated school, it’ll fall, due to its defeat.”
“This is also the last passage towards the heavens and the way of Dao for the bottommost cultivators that the creator of the Celestial Luck Banner left for!”
Yun Yang’s eyes brightened up at the sound of this. He stroked his chin and murmured, “There’s something like this? That’s interesting…”
“Interesting?” Qian Duoduo scoffed after a glance at Yun Yang and said, “You think it’s an easy path? This path is none other than a single-log bridge, a way of no return! In the four palaces under the Eastern Celestial Court, each palace contains only three upper class, six middle class, and nine lower class schools – a total of eighteen sects. Do you know how many sects and forces there are that don’t possess the Celestial Luck Banner? How many people who want to sprint across this single-log bridge?”
“How many? Could there be hundreds of them? To pick one out of hundreds?” asked Yun Yang.
“Pick one out of hundreds? Hah! There’s at least twenty to thirty thousand of them under each palace – and that’s the most reserved estimation.”
The words left the fatty’s lips airily.
“Yes, this amount is about right. It’s the sects, schools, and clans that make up this number. It’s far from enough to describe it using one out of hundreds. Isn’t it more interesting now?”
Yun Yang quivered slightly, oblivious to the fatty’s mocking tone for a moment.
Twenty to thirty thousand forces to nine lower class Celestial Luck Banners… What a ratio… It was not even one out of hundred – it was one out of thousands or tens of thousands!
