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Chapter 887

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Yun Yang sighed.

"That's right. If this goes on, it'll be hard for the poor to have a son."

"At the end of the day, it's just because of the huge disparity in the distribution of spiritual Qi in this world …"

The little fatty chuckled. "Think about it. Even if you're a peerless genius and have a suitable and profound cultivation method, you'll have to cultivate for a hundred years … and you won't even be able to cultivate as fast as those top sects in a day … How are you going to compete with them? You can only join a sect because of the situation. Only then can you improve further. However, it's not easy to join a sect, especially those big ones. The path of cultivation is difficult. It's not just a saying! "

Yun Yang's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

An ordinary cultivator's entire life could only be equal to a day of a super sect's disciple!

How could they compare?

According to Little Fatty … it wasn't nearly impossible to conquer the Bound of Universe single-handedly. In fact, it was absolutely impossible!

Just as Yun Yang's heart was haunted by negative emotions, Fatty continued, "Those who possess the Amethyst Celestial Luck Banner and the Golden Celestial Luck Banner basically don't roam the martial world. Even if they do, ninety-nine percent of them won't reveal their identity … After all, it's too much of a bully to compete or fight with others with their background and ability."

"However, those who possess the black, green, and silver colors are enough to look down on their peers and look askance at rogue cultivators in the martial world."

Qian Duoduo's chubby face was radiant as he talked about these things.

Speaking of which, Yun Yang was lucky. If it had been someone else who knew about these things, they might not have been as knowledgeable and knowledgeable as Little Fatty, who was able to understand the crux of the matter in such an orderly manner, even if it had been someone else.

Although Qian Duoduo's cultivation base was nothing in Yun Yang's eyes, he was very familiar with the things that Yun Yang desperately wanted to know. He was so knowledgeable that even Yun Yang was impressed by him.

Perhaps this was the root cause of his low cultivation base and limited combat power – Yun Yang came to this conclusion.

"The martial world of the Bound of Universe is ruled by four forces on the surface. The nine states and four seas are divided into four regions. The place we are in now is under the jurisdiction of one of the four palaces of the Eastern Celestial Palace, the Sacred Heart Palace … Hmm, the other three palaces of the Eastern Celestial Palace are Saint Origin Palace, Saint Soul Palace, and Saint God Palace … "

"The four great powers are the Xiao Yao Palace, the Eastern Heavenly Palace, the Western Holy Palace, and the Northern Devil Palace. Among them, the Eastern Heavenly Palace is ranked second.

It was only inferior to the Xiao Yao Palace of the Monster Race. The reason why Xiao Yao Palace is the leader of the Elemental Gathering Palace is partly because the Demon King is the ruler of the world and his power is unparalleled. Secondly, the twelve Demon Kings and thirty-six Demon Generals under him are all tyrannical beings that can move unhindered in the world. Few can match them. "

After that, Qian Duoduo began to introduce the territories of the four major forces one by one, as well as the unique characteristics of their individual strengths. He went on and on, one after another. Just the introduction of the Eastern Celestial Palace alone took him a good four hours. It seemed like he was far from done, and this was just the tip of the iceberg.

Yun Yang, on the other hand, was not the least bit anxious. He listened attentively throughout the entire process and memorized them carefully, committing them to memory.

Everything that he had obtained today would be things that he could use to roam the Xuanhuang World in the future. The more detailed he knew, the better. He did not mind Little Fatty's nagging at all.

To Yun Yang, the more nagging and detailed, the better.

"Actually, as the top forces in the Xuanhuang World, other than the lower and middle level sects who are still active, the higher level cultivators have long been disdainful of roaming the martial world. It's too shameful …"

After a long while, Little Fatty finally finished talking about the four forces. It was as if Little Fatty had ended the conversation.

Yun Yang could not help choking.

'F * ck, they don't even roam the martial world anymore, but you f * cking talked excitedly from night to day …'

At the same time, there was a lingering shock in Yun Yang's heart.

Little Fatty's words seemed to have another layer of meaning. Those high-level cultivators who did not roam the martial world … Even if they were disdainful, even if they were shameful, this was not the main point. Instead, where did they roam?

Such cultivators, such high-level existences, would never hide, and it was impossible for their cultivation journey to stop. The true meaning of not roaming the martial world had another meaning instead. It should be that they had other experiences to train in!

Such a place could not be compared to the ordinary martial world.

"Under the four forces, the cultivators of the same level from the four temples of the Eastern Celestial Palace basically don't roam the martial world anymore. Everyone knows that they won't really disappear from the world. Even if they still roam the martial world, as long as they don't reveal their identity, who can recognize them? So, on the surface, it's the martial world's sects fighting for supremacy. "

"Under each temple, there are three upper-class sects, six middle-class sects, and nine lower-class sects. These sects are all qualified to possess the Celestial Luck Banner. Below them are the lower-class sects, rogue cultivators, and various noble families … They're competing against each other, fighting for the chance to rise. "

At this moment, there was a hint of sadness in Little Fatty's voice.

The sudden sigh made Yun Yang take a second look at him. 'What are you sighing about?'

"What exactly does the chance to rise refer to?" asked Yun Yang.

"The ownership of the Celestial Luck Banner!" Little Fatty Qian Duoduo said, "The location of the Celestial Luck Banner isn't fixed. It can be snatched. When a sect reaches a certain level, it can issue a challenge to a sect with the Celestial Luck Banner. As long as it wins the challenge, it can replace the original sect and obtain the Celestial Luck Banner. As for the defeated sect, it will naturally fall due to the loss and won't be able to recover. "

"This is also the last path to heaven that the person who created the Celestial Luck Banner left for the bottom-most cultivators, the path of advancement!"

Yun Yang's eyes lit up when he heard this. Stroking his chin, he murmured, "There's actually such a thing? Interesting …"

Looking at Yun Yang's expression, Qian Duoduo scoffed and said, "Interesting? Do you think this path is easy to walk? It's a one-log bridge, a path of no return! There are four temples under the East Celestial Palace. Under each temple, there are only three upper-class sects, six middle-class sects, and nine lower-class sects, but do you know how many other sects without Celestial Luck Banners there are? How many forces and how many people want to cross this one-log bridge? "

Yun Yang asked, "How many? Could it be that there are hundreds of sects, one in a hundred? "

"One in a hundred? Under each temple, the most conservative estimate … there must be thirty to twenty thousand sects! " Fatty said lightly, "Well, that's about it. Plus, it's gangs, sects, and aristocratic families. There's a total of this number, but it's still not enough to pick one out of a hundred … Do you think it's more interesting now?"

Yun Yang shuddered, not having the time to respond to Little Fatty's mocking tone.

Thirty to twenty thousand forces … to fight for nine lower-class Celestial Luck Banners …

What kind of ratio was this?

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