Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 919 The Seventeenth Iteration (22)

After leaving Caifeng Hall, Lin Yuan, with the inscription "Ancient Sage" on his head, strolled through the orderly city.

There is only one Peerless City in the Pure Land.

All living beings here are cultivators. Although the 130,000 demon cultivators are not numerous, each one possesses extraordinary abilities.
They are provided with three meals a day, but these meals consist of northwest wind, morning dew, and early morning glow. These three things are collected by the demon cultivators here in a specific way and delivered to each cultivator's location.

The demon cultivators have a very regular schedule. They strictly follow the schedule set by the ancient sages. Once the time comes, they stay at home to rest or recite poetry. Their days are all the same.

It's already morning, and the golden silkworms responsible for collecting the morning glow have already set out. They wriggle their plump white bodies, slowly climbing into the air along invisible silk threads, and then, following a certain trajectory, begin to nibble away at the morning glow in the sky.

Before long, they would nibble off a piece of the morning glow from the sky, then smash it to pieces on the ground. The golden silkworms left on the ground would then slowly move forward, collect the shattered pieces of the morning glow, and turn them into food.

Before long, the golden silkworm realized that something was wrong.

They quickly realized they hadn't transformed into human form, so they all transformed into cute little girls, and then opened their mouths to continue collecting the morning glow from the sky.

Upon seeing this, Lan exclaimed "Wow!" and then nodded, saying, "This is the first time I've realized that human form can actually be quite beautiful."

"...Please, please stop reading Kyushu doujinshi!"

"Too late! I'm already an old pervert! And without the erotic elements, the game is like Kyushu without Dao Xuan, do you think that's acceptable!"

"……you win."

While Lin Yuan and Lan were bickering, "Ancient Saint" perched on Lin Yuan's head, curiously looking around.

Her head spun like a top, her gaze wandering over the surrounding buildings, so surprised she couldn't utter a single word.

Even though the surrounding buildings kept repeating themselves, she remained incredibly curious, and couldn't help but rush to Lin Yuan's ear and excitedly ask, "Let's go again! Can you go again?"

Why are you so curious about this place?

“Absolutely!” the “Ancient Sage” said excitedly. “I thought it was you Kuafu who invaded the Blissful Realm, but I didn’t expect that you brought me to another place. This must be your homeland. Your homeland is really nice.”

Looking at the "Ancient Saint" who was as excited as a sparrow, Lan became even more confused.

Are the legendary ancient sages really like this?
It feels so weird.

In Lan's view, the person who could gather a group of demon cultivators of various forms together must be a person of great talent and ambition, whose thoughts and vision should be far beyond those of ordinary people.

Moreover, based on the materials provided by Elder Huang and others, Lan felt that the Ancient Saint should be a rigid and inflexible person who overemphasizes rules in everything.

But the "ancient sage" before us was lively and active, full of curiosity about everything, and had no trace of later generations. They were two completely different species.

Pulling Lin Yuan aside, Lan asked in a low voice, "Lin Yuan, is there really no problem with the Spirit Realm? Or is it just that you have a unique taste and deliberately made the ancient saint a bit silly? Don't tell me you have a reverse intellectual worship tendency. You can't like someone who isn't stupid, can you?"

"...Lan, if I punch you, you will die."

"I was wrong. Do I need to take off all my clothes and beg for your forgiveness?"

"Shut up, there are children here!"

Scratching his head, Lin Yuan put the ancient saint back on his head, then pointed around and said, "This is not our hometown."

Upon hearing this, the Ancient Sage became even more excited: "So that's the place you conquered! You're so powerful, it's truly remarkable. By the way, our Blissful Realm needs protection. Why don't you go and take a look? Although it's dilapidated, there are plenty of blankets. And the sunsets there are especially beautiful. Why don't you go and see for yourselves?" After a moment of silence, Lin Yuan pointed around and said, "This is the Blissful Realm."

The "Ancient Sage" looked around in astonishment, then suddenly realized what he was doing and clapped his hands, saying, "I know, you're the kind of liars like Kuafu, right? Don't joke around. Our Blissful Realm is dilapidated, with only a few dozen spirit beasts, and immortals are constantly besieging us. How could it be like this?"

“I understand spirit beasts; they should be the predecessors of the cultivators here. But what are immortals? Have you ever seen an immortal?” Lin Yuan asked immediately.

"Immortals are beings who have passed the three tribulations of Heaven, Earth, and Man after achieving the Nascent Soul stage. As for whether I've ever seen one, of course... wait, when did I see one?"

Confused, the "Ancient Sage" lowered his head and finally sensed that something was wrong.

Looking closely, she could see some familiar shadows, but upon closer inspection, they didn't quite seem right.

The house was structured just like the paradise she had envisioned, but it looked too rigid and dull; after a while, it felt as greasy as fatty meat.

There were quite a few humanoid cultivators passing by, who seemed rather friendly at first glance, but after looking at them for a while, you would discover all sorts of problems, which gradually made you feel creeped out.

The familiar yet unfamiliar place made the "Ancient Saint" feel uneasy, and at this moment, the Spirit Realm continued to burn its magic power to complete the sixteenth iteration for the "Ancient Saint".

After this iteration was completed, the "Ancient Sage" trembled slightly, and his gaze immediately became clear and sorrowful.

Sitting down again, she said with a wry smile, "I see, I understand now. I'm not an ancient saint, but a substitute resurrected by your magic, right?"

"Yes."

"It's unbelievable. What kind of magic is this that can have such power? Even immortals can only create things out of thin air, but they could never replicate a primordial spirit. Yet you have created something that resembles a primordial spirit using only magic. This is simply terrifying."

"I also think they're pretty scary."

After sighing, the "Ancient Sage" looked up at his surroundings, his expression momentarily dazed.

She could sense that she was thinking, but she also knew that she wasn't really thinking; it was just that the spell array was constantly operating, constructing the illusion of a primordial spirit.

She was merely a product of chance, born to answer a question. This discovery left her feeling incredibly dejected, but it turned into joy upon seeing the surrounding buildings.

Although it's old-fashioned, it's really beautiful here.

Everything here seemed like a dying dream, or perhaps the last act of mercy from heaven, allowing her to see what her dreams would look like after they came true.

Just as she was engrossed in everything before her, the seventeenth iteration began and then quickly came to an end.

In this iteration, the "Ancient Sage" understood even more.

She knew she had become unusually rigid, and the monks' worship of her had reached an incomprehensible level. The ancient saints were once guiding lights for the monks, but once they surpassed her, those guiding lights restricted their actions, preventing them from stepping out of the light even a step.

Quietly savoring everything here, she suddenly said, "Young Master Lin."

"Please say."

"Could you please save this place?"

(End of this chapter)