Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 769 - 391: Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm After Five Years, One Billion People (Part 2)

Song Yuming blinked his eyes, asking with a look of curiosity.

"Had I been at the peak of my power, this old man could have whisked you away from here in the blink of an eye."

"However, the situation is different now; this old man has sustained grievous injuries."

"Managing a few Qi Cultivation Stage Cultivators, or even those at the Foundation Establishment level, presents no difficulty."

"But as for confronting Golden Core Cultivators, you can forget it; that would be nothing short of a death wish."

The Five Fire Divine Thunder Saber spoke with a tone of helplessness, radiating the melancholy of a fallen hero.

After all, regaining its former glory was no simple feat.

If it were easy, the blade wouldn't be so desperate to find a master capable of aiding its recovery.

"Even if this old man possessed his full strength, I likely wouldn't act without caution," the saber continued.

"The reason being that the foundation of this Primordial Talisman Sect is truly spine-chilling."

"Did you observe that Gate of Space?"

"If my assessment is correct, it is likely a projection of the Gate of the Void, the most renowned magical treasure of the Void Realm."

"I had long assumed the Gate of the Void had been obliterated ages ago."

"To my surprise, it has been rediscovered by the cultivators of this current era."

"The depths of the Primordial Talisman Sect's heritage are truly beyond measure."

"A sect of such terrifying power likely harbors no interest in you mere mortals."

"I suspect their rescue operation this time stems from genuine benevolence rather than any ill intent."

The Five Fire Divine Thunder Saber reflected with deep emotion.

Initially, its goal was to flee to avoid capture by the experts of the Primordial Talisman Sect.

Yet, the sight of the Gate of the Void's projection had chilled it to the core.

Even if it unleashed its maximum power, it would probably still end up being seized.

For the time being, the only viable path was to remain hidden.

More importantly, it detected no hostility coming from these human cultivators.

"I never imagined even Elder Dao would be so wary of this Primordial Talisman Sect."

"It appears this Primordial Talisman Sect is truly out of the ordinary."

"But why does such a formidable human sect exist on this continent?"

"If such a powerful human organization truly exists, why have they permitted so many humans to be treated as livestock by the Demon Race?"

Song Yuming clenched his fists tightly.

He had witnessed the awe-inspiring might of the Five Fire Divine Thunder Saber firsthand.

When cultivators of the Ice Soul Race had attempted to take his life, Elder Dao had merely struck out with a single slash. The Five Fire Divine Thunder had erupted, incinerating those Ice Soul Race cultivators instantly.

It was undeniably a Divine Blade of immense power.

Nevertheless, even with such strength, Elder Dao remained deeply apprehensive when facing the might of the Primordial Talisman Sect.

This was proof enough that this human sect was exceptionally formidable.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At that moment, guided by several Primordial Talisman Sect cultivators, a vast throng of mortals—including Song Yuming—stepped through the Gate of Space and arrived in a new land.

The second he crossed over, Song Yuming was struck by the incredibly dense Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

The massive surge of Spiritual Qi washed over him, providing a sensation of profound comfort.

To a Celestial Spirit Root Cultivator like himself, entering this place was akin to stepping into a legendary Grotto Heaven Blessed Land.

"What remarkably rich Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi."

"There is surely a Tier Five Spirit Vein situated here."

"Could this be the home of a Divinity Transformation Sect?"

The Five Fire Divine Thunder Saber expressed its admiration.

Back in the Ancient Era, a Divinity Transformation Sect might not have been remarkable.

However, in this age where Spiritual Qi continues to fade, such a sect represents the pinnacle of power.

"Heavens, how can such a massive human city exist here?"

"Is this a dream? How can so many humans live together in one place?"

"In all my years, I have never seen so many of our kind."

"Isn't that the truth? Usually, once you reach a certain age, the demons hunt and devour you. How could anyone live this long?"

"And look at how healthy these people are—they look as strong as the demons."

The mortals were instantly overwhelmed by the sight before them, their hearts filled with shock.

Stretching out in front of them was a colossal city wall, rising a hundred zhang into the air. It was built entirely from a unique spirit crystal stone that sparkled with vibrant hues under the sun's rays.

Intricate runes were carved across the entire surface of the wall, weaving together to generate a powerful Defense Barrier. This barrier served to repel invaders and filter out external Spiritual Qi interference, ensuring the air within the city remained pure and potent.

The city's massive gates were forged from solid blocks of purple-gold black iron. These too were etched with elaborate rune arrays; despite weighing ten thousand jin, they swung open and shut effortlessly under the command of the cultivators.

Upon the gate towers, rows of imposing city guards stood tall. Their gazes were as sharp as swords, constantly monitoring the lands outside the walls.

At the entrance, a sea of mortals and cultivators flowed in and out, creating a scene of vibrant activity.

These people, who had only known life in the Human Race breeding pens, had never witnessed such a grand and thriving human civilization.

They were as wide-eyed and stunned as a simple peasant visiting a royal palace, their minds reeling from the spectacle.

It was far beyond anything they had ever imagined.

"Haha, this is one of the cities under the rule of our Primordial Talisman Sect."

"As of now, the Primordial Talisman Sect governs a population of one billion mortals."

"We have established hundreds of human cities, and this is but one of many."

"This is where you will live and make your homes from now on."

"We will see to your housing and provide you with future employment."

"The Primordial Talisman Sect is currently expanding rapidly across all sectors, and we require your assistance."

Several cultivators from the Primordial Talisman Sect explained the situation with friendly smiles.

Indeed, the population within the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm had been growing steadily over recent years.

It had climbed from sixty million to a staggering one billion.

This massive population boom was the direct result of the Primordial Talisman Sect's policies encouraging childbirth.

Thriving within the safety of the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm, the human population had flourished.

With the assistance of the Blood Crystal Spirit Deer, human ailments had been drastically minimized.

Almost every infant born was able to survive and grow up in good health.

Even the occasional accidental death did little to hinder the overall growth of the population.

"Are there truly a billion humans here?"

"Can there really be so many of us in this world?"

The mortals were left speechless by the news.

The figure was so large it defied their comprehension; they had previously thought a few tens of thousands of humans was a massive number.

The concept of a billion people was staggering.

They felt as though they had truly entered a sovereign human kingdom.

No longer would they have to live in fear of being hunted for food by the Demon Race.

"Is the Primordial Talisman Sect truly so mighty that they rule over such a vast number of people?"

Song Yuming was dazed.

A spark of trust toward the Primordial Talisman Sect began to take root in his heart.

With a billion humans already living here, ordinary people like them were likely of little consequence to such a powerful entity.

Their strength was vast; they surely had no ulterior motives for simple mortals.

"Hehe, what is a billion humans?"

"During the Ancient Era, the human race was numbered in the hundreds of billions."

"What you see now is but a tiny fraction of what once was."

"It is shocking to see how much the human race has declined over the ages."

"It is truly a pitiful and lamentable state of affairs."

The Five Fire Divine Thunder Saber gave a soft chuckle.

It viewed the young man as a bit of a provincial bumpkin for thinking a billion people was a high number.

Compared to the glory of the Ancient Era, a billion souls was merely the population of a single remote province.

Song Yuming ignored the comment, as he had no personal memory of the Ancient Era.

Since his birth, he had never seen so many humans in one place.

To him, a billion was an incredible milestone.

"However, before you may enter the city, you must follow me to undergo a Spirit Root test."

"Those who possess a Spirit Root may become disciples of the Primordial Talisman Sect."

"Those without a Spirit Root will remain mortals and live within these cities."

A cultivator from the Primordial Talisman Sect announced the procedure.

This was standard practice.

Every rescued mortal would be screened.

For the Primordial Talisman Sect, increasing the number of cultivators was vital, as it strengthened the overall power of the Human Race.

Naturally, the cultivator didn't have unrealistic expectations.

Among common mortals, even a Low-grade Spirit Root was a rare find.

Possessing any kind of Spirit Root was considered excellent and marked one as a genius among the masses.

"Yes, sir."

The mortals were confused, as many did not even know what a Spirit Root was.

Nevertheless, they followed the powerful cultivators to the testing area without hesitation.

Moving as if in a trance, the group began the process of Spirit Root testing.