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Chapter 2102 Heavenly Beast Garden (One more chapter to be added tomorrow, Master)

Jiang Ding walked silently on the earth.

He came to the skies above a city and gazed at it silently.

This is a human city, apparently called Chengwu City, a small human city with a population of 200,000.

This is very common in the Fallen Immortal Realm, where spiritual energy is abundant, mortal strength is generally greater, and productivity is stronger. It is just an ordinary small town with people coming and going, including farmers, merchants, beggars, martial artists, Qi cultivators, and all kinds of beings.

However, these mortals, martial artists, and cultivators are not the main body of this small town.

The main body of this small city is a butterfly at the seventh level of Qi Refining, openly dwelling above the city lord's mansion. It has built a nest above the city lord's mansion, where it meditates in seclusion, constantly absorbing the emotional power of all living beings in the city for cultivation, and tempering its foundation in the Dream Path.

The nest was very conspicuous.

The structure was built using many decaying branches and leaves of spiritual trees, many of which were actually second-tier forest trees. A secret technique was used to decompose them, creating spiritual materials that the Heavenly Illusion Fairy Butterfly clan would like, thus aiding their growth.

It's just a Qi Refining butterfly, yet it has a large amount of second-tier spirit wood to use and an entire human city to cultivate in. No wonder it is the dominant race in the Great Thousand Worlds.

Jiang Ding looked at the hundreds of thousands of people in the city and waited silently for a while until night fell.

It's very strange. At 7 p.m., the whole city instantly falls asleep. Many people are used to going back to bed, and those who aren't in bed just collapse to the ground and drift off to sleep, completely disregarding the fact that it's the dead of winter and many people probably won't live to see tomorrow morning.

Beneath the moon, a dreamlike scene, like a colorful cloud, rises above the city, open and aboveboard, without any concealment.

These butterflies embody the righteous path of the world, their every move exuding composure and a relaxed air of being the overlords of this vast universe.

Jiang Ding narrowed his eyes slightly, probing into the depths of this dream, landing on the dream of a living being.

This creature is clearly a merchant.

"...My name is Song Lu. I obtained a destiny to become an immortal and was on my way to Luo Xiao Sect to cultivate...I advanced to the first level of Qi Refining and became a cultivator...At the sixth level of Qi Refining, I was attacked by a demonic beast and died..."

In the dream, the merchant's life flashed by, spanning decades in a single dream.

"Thirty years, Qi Refining Level 6, Low-grade Ingredients."

The Celestial Butterfly in the nest meticulously recorded the merchant's final achievements, categorizing him and marking him accordingly.

She looked at another dream scene that was significantly brighter, and her eyes lit up.

This is a little beggar.

"...Sulu, with the Heavenly Wood Spiritual Root... received a destiny of immortality and went to the Congyun Sect to cultivate... ten years to reach the peak of Qi Refining, fifty years to reach the peak of Foundation Establishment..."

The dream ended there.

"A rare and top-quality ingredient, it can be considered as a tribute to the royal family."

The butterfly, with a greedy look on its face, reluctantly marked the little beggar, its mouth watering, but it dared not actually bite him.

She worked diligently, filtering through the dreams of hundreds of people before finally stopping.

She then began her formal cultivation.

All living beings in the city drifted into slumber, their brows furrowing in pain, as if they had encountered many unpleasant dreams. The power of various emotions dissipated and was absorbed by the butterflies in the sky, gradually solidifying their foundation and laying a solid groundwork for future cultivation, proceeding steadily and surely.

In return, the souls of all the mortals in the city began to be damaged, and those who were physically weak could live to be at most forty years old, while those who were physically weak could not live to be thirty.

Every now and then, this butterfly will choose an ingredient that has been carefully cooked in its dream and devour it, revealing a satisfied expression.

……

Jiang Ding watched all of this quietly, without making any changes.

The next day, a merchant and a beggar in the city suddenly showed surprise and joy, and bowed to the empty space, saying, "Greetings, Immortal Master!"

There was clearly nothing there, yet they seemed to see something, and the surrounding people also wore expressions of extreme envy. "Even a beggar can encounter a divine opportunity?"

"My tiger head is tall and strong; it will also have opportunities in the future!"

"Immortal Master, look at my Qiao'er..."

The merchant and the beggar walked smugly toward the edge of the city. Even though there was nothing around them, they seemed to be talking to someone, which was extremely strange.

Jiang Ding followed the two men.

The two left the city and went into the wilderness, where they met up with several other people. They continued walking into the distance, constantly gathering more and more people, until finally they had gathered into a group of several hundred people and arrived at a place called Luo Xiao Sect.

Jiang Dingwei held his breath.

This Luo Xiao Sect is a gigantic ancient tree of flesh and blood!
The dense branches were covered with cocoons shaped like human figures, ranging from Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment.

Hundreds of people, including merchants and beggars, arrived at the foot of the ancient tree of flesh and blood with joyful smiles. They were hung upside down by the drooping branches and wrapped with silk threads.

These branches constantly transmit spiritual energy and nutrients, continuously nurturing these human beings.

The training directions are diverse.

Some are cultivated as desserts. Cultivators train in dreams, experiencing all kinds of hardships and dangers, adjusting them to the most delicious taste and the most nutritious state, which can promote the growth of the butterfly's cultivation.

Some are trained as war machines, experiencing wars in their dreams.

Some are nurtured as flesh and blood parts, cultivating their entire lives in dreams, undergoing countless trials, all to become a cog in a large magical artifact...

The various training methods are extremely cruel, yet they possess a kind of precise beauty reminiscent of the industrial processes of the immortal cultivation world.

This terror has persisted on this land for hundreds of thousands of years.

"That's all,"

"Don't look at it."

Jiang Ding sighed softly and left.

Within the diaphragm of annihilation, his figure moved swiftly, extremely concealed, sweeping past mountains and rivers beneath him, constantly collecting various causal data and deducing something.

The true immortal is closer to the Great Dao, and is invincible in divination.

Without the intervention of another true fairy, this would have been almost irresistible.

Jiang Ding saw that on the earth, human sects and cities had become butterfly nests. The butterflies ruled over billions of humans and demons through dreams, gathering countless rare treasures and divine resentment to cultivate butterflies with extraordinary talents, further consolidating the rule of the Heavenly Illusionary Immortal Butterfly Clan.

Except for a few places, the entire Great Thousand World Cluster has fallen!
Jiang Ding traveled through the Fallen Immortal Realm, constantly exploring, deducing, and testing, for over a hundred years, showing great patience and without any sign of boredom.

Ultimately, he made up his mind about one thing.

The tentacles of the Vermilion Bird Starfield have not yet spread here.

"In this case,"

"My Fallen Realm can be cleaned up now."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

He raised his head and looked forward.

Here, the Milky Way crisscrosses the land, footsteps thunder, and celestial horses return from afar, merging into the sect. The scene is magnificent and splendid, a spectacle that has lasted for tens of millions of years.

The Celestial Beast Garden, an ancient immortal sect of the human race in the Fallen Immortal Realm!
It is also the location of the Vermilion Bird Starfield dimensional passage!
Today, a true immortal of the human race has come here to cleanse this place and restore the glory of the race that dominates the endless starry sky.

　One more chapter will be added tomorrow, Master.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)