Chapter 391
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Chapter 391: Xu Fan’s End to the Pain of the Small World (Part 2)
“Back then, were people even truly human?”
“This world has no reason to exist anymore,” the chef muttered to himself.
“Our goal is simply to create a world free from war, disasters, diseases, and hunger. Anything beyond that, people must achieve through their own efforts.”
“If we follow what you said, esteemed senior, then…” Moonlit paused, unable to imagine the consequences, but she felt certain the outcome wouldn’t be what she desired.
Just then, a streak of light shot into Dao City from outside the Royal City, heading straight for the Moonlit Pavilion.
But before it could reach its destination, a giant hand made of spiritual energy grabbed it.
“Come here!”
In the inner hall, an elderly man nearing the end of his Golden Core Stage lifespan appeared.
“Greetings, taoist friend,” the elder said, bowing to Xu Fan.
“My disciples haven’t offended you, have they?” the elder asked.
“No, one cooks delicious meals, another dances beautifully, and even the dishes this lovely lady served are my favorites,” Xu Fan replied with a smile.
Hearing Xu Fan’s words, the woman blushed, realizing she hadn’t contributed much this time.
“It’s good that there was no offense. May I ask where you come from?” the elder inquired, puzzled. In such a small world, cultivators of their level should have known each other, or at least heard of each other’s names.
“I come from the heavens,” Xu Fan replied.
By now, World Acquisition had completely enveloped this small world, ready to transport it back to Hidden Spirit Island.
“The heavens? Could you be from the higher realms?” the elder exclaimed in surprise.
At that moment, a voice echoed in the minds of all cultivators at the Qi Training Stage and above within this small world.
“This realm has been requisitioned by the Hidden Spirit Sect. You have half a month to leave through the Heavenly Gate.”
All cultivators above the Qi Training Stage were thrown into chaos, sensing a force compelling them to leave this world.
Meanwhile, the trio of specialties from the Moonlit Pavilion turned to Xu Fan, their expressions filled with confusion.
“Esteemed senior, what purpose does requisitioning this world serve? What will happen to the ordinary people?” the elder asked, his gaze now resolute.
“As for the ordinary people, their fate aligns with what your disciple mentioned. They’ll receive basic support—free from disasters, diseases, and hunger. Those with ambition and talent will be given a stage to shine,” Xu Fan said, smiling at the chef.
“Is what you say true, esteemed senior?” the chef asked eagerly.
“You could join my sect as a spiritual chef. Whether my words hold truth, you can return and see for yourself,” Xu Fan offered, knowing that building such a perfect society would require a group with seemingly limitless resources.
“Thank you, esteemed senior!” the chef said quickly.
“Esteemed senior, after my remaining disciples and I reach the higher realms, may we also join your sect?” the elder asked.
Having felt the overwhelming power behind the voice, he had abandoned any thought of resistance.
“You may join the Outer Sect,” Xu Fan replied.
“Thank you, esteemed senior.”
At that moment, the sky trembled, and a bright full moon appeared, casting a mysterious light. All ordinary people in this world fell into a deep slumber.
In their dreams, a voice began to indoctrinate them, explaining the rules of the new world.
The sky was filled with countless spiritual boats, each carrying Golden Core Stage puppets and numerous game helmets, flying across the small world.
At that moment, all the cultivators were left in shock, as if they were witnessing an alien spaceship.
“Alright, I’ve completed what needed to be done in this world.”
“I’ll take my leave now. After you exit, someone will be there to guide you. Whether you choose to join the Outer Sect or venture out on your own is up to you.”
As Xu Fan spoke, he stepped forward and appeared in the sky, then took another step and landed on the surface of a lake many miles wide.
At that moment, a ring-shaped artifact floated slowly towards Hidden Spirit Island.
“So slow,” Xu Fan frowned.
Then a massive Star Ship appeared, quickly pulling the ring-shaped artifact towards Hidden Spirit Island.
“I wonder how many talented individuals this small world can produce.”
After two years of development in the virtual game, many remarkable figures emerged, especially Tian Puppet Masters, who could already control Nascent Soul Stage puppets to wreak havoc among the Demon Army.
The top-tier ones could even handle Transformation Stage puppets by now.
Currently, the entire Steel Wall was filled with countless Golden Core Stage puppets, all being manipulated by the Tian Puppet Masters in the virtual game. According to Xu Fan’s estimates, in a few more years, they might well be able to lead a counterattack against the demon race alongside the Tian Puppet Masters.
Ten days later, outside the Hidden Spirit Sect’s grand formation, a gate appeared.
At this moment, cultivators from the small world occasionally stepped out of the gate, only to be led away by the puppets for a briefing on the basics of the cultivation world.
An old man, a strong man, and two women emerged from the gate.
Upon exiting, the four were momentarily stunned.
After a while, they regained their composure, and one of the puppets stepped forward.
“Please follow me,” said a Nascent Soul Stage puppet.
“Alright,” the old man quickly replied.
The terrifying aura from the puppet left the four unable to voice any objections.
They were brought into a classroom where fellow villagers from the small world were seated.
The classroom had twenty seats, and the arrival of the four filled it perfectly.
A Transformation Stage cultivator from the Hidden Spirit Sect’s Outer Sect entered, his originally fierce face now wearing a warm smile.
However, the imposing aura he carried, having just returned from the battlefield against the beast race, made everyone in the classroom shudder with fear.
“Sorry, I just returned from Battlefield Four, and I can’t control my murderous intent for the moment. Please bear with me.”
The Outer Sect Transformation Stage cultivator spoke with a smile, not expecting to be assigned a small task to earn points just when he wanted to rest after the battlefield.
“Understood, esteemed senior~” the crowd replied, trembling.
“Alright, I want to discuss the proper classifications of realms in the cultivation world with you.”
“First is Qi Refinement, then Foundation Establishment, and Golden Core, which is the highest realm in your world. Their characteristics are…”
“Next is the Nascent Soul…”
“Finally, there’s Core Formation…”
“Now, do you have any questions?” the Transformation Stage cultivator asked, thinking about the points he could redeem for a treasured artifact he had long desired, feeling cheerful as he looked at the small world cultivators below, finding them quite adorable.
“Esteemed senior, what realm are you at now?” a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator curiously asked, almost frightened to death by the aura the teacher emitted when he entered.
“Me? Just a mediocre Transformation God, barely making ends meet in the Outer Sect,” the Outer Sect Transformation Stage cultivator casually replied.
“Transformation God!!” the crowd gasped in shock.
