"The Eldritch World is vast and boundless. There are Nine Nether Winds that tear the sky and earth apart, Heavenly Flames that burn through the ages, Heavenly Glacial Rivers that traverse the world, and Eternal Sacred Rocks that cover the past and present. There are 3,000 upper races, a million middle races, billions of lower races, and countless lesser races. They are like stars in the sky, fighting for supremacy.
"In ancient times, the human race was just one of the countless lesser races. The Demons of the Outer World came to the Primordial Continent. The human race had no emperor and could not fight back. We became food for the Demons. The human race was unyielding. After a hundred thousand years of struggle, an Emperor Of Heaven was finally born. He fought with the Demon Emperor for ten days and nights. In the end, the Demons were driven out. Later on, twelve geniuses of the human race became emperors and were promoted to a lesser race.
"In ancient times, the Heavenly Demons joined forces with the Corpse Demons of the Outer World, the Devouring Ghost Clan, the Star Moon Clan, and the Nether Clan. The Demons were powerful, and the Emperor Of Heaven of the human race fell one after another in the war. At the critical moment, in order to protect the bloodline of the human race, the remaining eight Emperor Of Heaven burned their lives and sealed the millions of kilometers of the Primordial Continent. The Demons could not get close for a hundred thousand years. The human race was able to recuperate, but it also fell to a lesser race again.
"Today, a hundred thousand years later, although the human race has returned to being a lesser race, we have overdrawn too much Spirit Qi, causing the Spirit Qi of the Primordial Continent to be thin. So far, only four Emperor Of Heaven have been born, and no one has been able to break through the Emperor Realm and reach a higher realm … The protective seal is about to loosen. With the current strength of the human race, if the Demons attack again, the consequences will be unimaginable …
"… This is the history of the human race. Although you are only outer court servants of the Fire Spirit Sect, you should know that it is not easy to come by in this peaceful era!"
Primitive World, Primordial Chaos Continent, Fire Domain, Southern Flame State, Fire Spirit Sect's Martial Arts Lecture Hall. Inside a hall that was more than a thousand square meters large, a middle-aged man stood proudly on the eastern high platform, looking down at the tens of thousands of people below as he spoke loudly.
As a deacon of the Fire Spirit Sect, he had a lofty status. Even if a regular outer court disciple met him, they would have to greet him respectfully. Today, he was teaching history to these outer court servants who had extremely poor cultivation talent, so he naturally did not treat them well.
However, this was his duty. Even if he was unwilling, he had to swallow his anger and finish speaking.
"Of course, all you need to do is to understand these details. There's no need for you to worry about it. Even if the Demons really come, there will be experts from the Human Race to fight them …" The middle-aged deacon swept his gaze across the crowd and could not hide the contempt in his eyes. "As for all of you, all you need to do is to do your jobs well and clean up every corner of our Fire Spirit Sect!"
Hearing these words, the tens of thousands of people below the stage began to whisper. Everyone's faces more or less had expressions of sorrow, helplessness, pain, numbness, and many other expressions.
However, even though they were unwilling, they still accepted their fates. They were content to be the servants of the Fire Spirit Sect. Who asked them to not have powerful cultivation talent? They also did not have powerful cultivation clans to rely on.
At this moment, in an inconspicuous corner of this group of people, a fifteen or sixteen year old youth was sitting cross-legged. His face was filled with anger, and his originally fair little face was flushed red.
"Damn it! Damn the heavens! They let me transmigrate here, and they actually want me to be this person's servant! I can't accept this! "
Sitting next to him was a little fatty. He sat there like a ball. He was already used to Yun Fan's' nonsense ', so he was not surprised. He moved his fat face closer and whispered, "Yun Fan, just accept your fate. Even though our status as servants in the Fire Spirit Sect is a little lowly, we're still people who are looked up to outside. Do you know that my family paid a huge price to bribe the deacon in charge of the servants to reluctantly send me in?"
Hearing the little fatty pour cold water on him, Yun Fan rolled his eyes in annoyance. If it were not for the fact that the little fatty was his roommate and had helped him so many times over the past three months, he would definitely beat the little fatty into a pig's head. That's right, an even rounder pig's head!
That was right. Three months ago, Yun Fan's soul had transmigrated to this parallel world and lived in the body of an outer servant of the Fire Spirit Sect who was also called Yun Fan.
If he had only transmigrated to this fantasy parallel world, it would have been fine. After all, Yun Fan had been an orphan in his previous life and had no attachments. Moreover, he especially liked reading fantasy novels. He had read almost all of them in his previous life and had always dreamed of the day when he could personally enter a fantasy world and become a fantasy master. He wanted to experience the thrill of being able to shake mountains and collapse the earth with just a wave of his hand. He wanted to sit on a beautiful woman and achieve supreme hegemony.
However, the heavens were playing a joke on him. He had indeed transmigrated, but … it did not seem to be as wonderful as he had imagined.
'Where's my cheat? Where's my cheat? Where's my system? '
Yun Fan screamed in his heart countless times.
He had once been a typical otaku. Other than reading a lot of fantasy novels, he had no other advantages. This made it difficult for him to move forward in this fantasy world.
Not to mention becoming a powerhouse and looking down on all living things, even filling his stomach was a problem. In the three months since he transmigrated, if it were not for the fatty beside him, he would have starved to death long ago.
This was a world where the strong were respected. The Fire Spirit Sect would not raise a useless servant for nothing. Food, cultivation methods, spirit treasures, pills, and a series of other things needed to be bought with contribution points or spirit stones.
In this world, if one had a large number of spirit stones and contribution points, they could even eat dragon liver and phoenix marrow. Earth-rank cultivation methods could be exchanged from the Scripture Pavilion. If they did not have them, not only would they not be able to cultivate, no one would care even if they starved to death.
After being here for three months, Yun Fan deeply felt that it was much more difficult to survive in this fantasy world than in his previous world.
In his previous world, human rights, equality, respect for the old, love for the young, and help the weak were emphasized. However, in this world, the strong were respected, and strength reigned supreme!
The strong could rule over an area, and no one dared to defy their will. In their anger, the wind and clouds would be blown away, and the mountains and rivers would be torn apart. They could have as many beautiful women as they wanted.
Yun Fan had heard from the fatty that a powerhouse of unknown cultivation had gone to a certain clan to ask for a beautiful woman. The clan refused, but who would have thought that in his anger, the powerhouse would slaughter the entire clan. Before he left, he stood in the air and struck out with his palm. A fire dragon roared, and terrifying flames surged out, turning the entire city into a sea of fire.
He had heard this kind of story from the fatty many times. Although Yun Fan was a little dissatisfied with the powerhouse's domineering methods, the aura of supremacy in the world made Yun Fan's blood boil.
"This is the f * cking life that I, Yun Fan, should have!" Yun Fan could not control himself and shouted hysterically.
"Noisy!"
The moment Yun Fan spoke, the middle-aged deacon on the stage shouted in a low voice. That voice was so loud that even the deaf could hear it. The entire roof was buzzing, and everyone below the stage felt a stabbing pain in their heads.
This voice was directed at Yun Fan, so naturally, Yun Fan could hear it more clearly. It was so shocking that his entire mind was about to explode.
At the same time, in Yun Fan's mind, it was as if a golden door had been quietly opened …
Before Yun Fan could regain his senses, he heard a mechanical voice in his mind.
"Fantasy Reading System has been successfully activated. Beginning binding …"
"Binding successful!"
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