Perfect World

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In the VIP cabin, several young girls, none of them very old, each were extraordinarily graceful, enveloped in a mist of colorful light—a flow of Spiritual Energy that isolated them from the murky air of the Lower Realm.

Clearly, they all came from remarkable backgrounds, resembling fairy-like figures. Though their true faces couldn’t be seen, one could sense their radiant charm through their bearing.

“Shi Hao is truly stunning,” praised a lady in blue, her form shrouded in a thin mist and a water-blue brilliance spreading around her, giving her an ethereal and transcendent appearance.

Her name was Lan Yu. With bright, affectionate eyes and blue light raining around her, her slender body was flawless and vibrant, her demeanor gentle yet detached, maintaining a distance, aloof from closeness.

Shi Hao smiled, his features already delicate, now even more brilliant, and said, “Encountering several fairies, it should be me admiring your stunning presence. You are all wise and exceptionally beautiful; it’s a great honor to meet you.”

Although he disapproved of some doctrines from the higher realms, he wouldn’t needlessly make enemies with these people. Given the polite demeanor of the lady before him, he too responded gently and courteously.

The other young girls sized him up, finding him curious. The laws of the Lower Realm weren’t complete, and the Spiritual Energy wasn’t very rich, which comparatively made cultivation slower. Yet this young man, only fifteen, had already achieved such remarkable feats.

“Your formation is successful, full of vitality, and with boundless potential. Such talent is rare even in the higher realms,” commented another woman, smiling. She wore a silver robe, every movement exuding a sacred charm.

Her name was Shui Yue, fitting her bright and moon-like purity, transcendent and otherworldly, her luminescence enveloping her body, every frown and smile radiating a glorious divine light.

“I see the cultivation of the fairies here is astonishing; I truly can’t accept such praise,” Shi Hao humbly said. If people knew this self-confident boy could also be so modest, they would surely be taken aback.

Once, he had raced after pure-blooded creatures in the Hundred Shattered Mountains, became “infuriates humans and ghosts alike” in the Realm of Virtual Gods, and was recklessly brutal, believing his life to shine brilliantly for ten thousand years. Yet, here he was, being surprisingly humble, which was somewhat incredible.

“Sister, you all are really polite, talking about everything under the sun, even speaking freely about descending to the mortal world to marry—how interesting. There’s no need to be so reserved,” said a girl with sparks of scarlet, not much older than Shi Hao, possibly only by a year or two, but fiery and outgoing.

“I would love nothing more,” laughed Shi Hao, his thick-skinned nature coming to the fore again.

“How about me, brother?” Hong Huang laughed enchantingly, her body gleaming with red light, very unrestrained and passionate, with a teasing flair.

“A thousand charms, a smile that topples cities, seeing you would evoke pity, certainly a perfect candidate to be taken home as a wife,” Shi Hao seriously said.

The other young girls paused, then burst into laughter, usually surrounded by people who flattered them, rarely dared to tease them like this, found it quite amusing.

Hong Huang gritted her teeth and threatened, “Would you dare to carry me off?” Her white teeth glittering, she shot him a sidelong glance.

“Why wouldn’t I dare? Would the fairy dare to come forward?” Shi Hao confidently responded, having even dared to suppress and carry off Yue Chan, why would he fear this red-clothed girl?

Hong Huang pouted, stepped forward, and said, “You come and try.”

Shi Hao smiled, reached out an arm, intending to encircle her slender waist, and even from a distance, he could feel a scorching heat, evidently, the young woman cultivated a fire-type technique.

“You really are bold,” chided Hong Huang playfully, her slender hand striking forth, suddenly producing thousands of hand shadows, delicate and crystalline.

Shi Hao calmly defended, with a sweep of his right hand, he dispersed the thousand delicate hands, and then with another pull, tried to bring that fiery red body closer to his side, continuing his attempt to hold her fine waist.

Hong Huang’s lips curved up slightly, her hand trembled, and those thousands of shadows transformed into a radiant and alarming Hong, wings spreading as it swooped down towards Shi Hao, charged with fiery heat and formidable presence.

This was not only a tease from a noblewoman of the higher realms but also a test to see just how strong Shi Hao really was, whether he was sufficiently stunning.

Shi Hao remained composed, forming a seal with his right hand, and the Vermilion Bird soared up, the scarlet brilliant, reflecting with the Hong in a fiery red scene, the temperature scorching hot.

The others cheered, all of them endlessly praising.

“Oh, the Vermilion Bird matches with Hong Huang, a natural and destined pairing. Hong Huang, are you going to stay in the Lower Realm then, marrying and being swathed in the insatiable dust of the mortal coil?”

“It really is a match made by heaven, a pair formed by earth, even your precious symbols are similar. Hong Huang, you truly are fated,”

They giggled and teased Hong Huang, as she had earlier provoked and flirted first by suggesting some women should marry into the mortal world to create a beautiful tale, and now she was being teased in return.

With a flash of light and blazing flames, Hong Huang moved swiftly and elegantly, twirling out with the firelight and landing aside, throwing a glance at everyone.

“Truly extraordinary, after my evaluation, this young man is mature and powerful, not bad at all, ready to be plucked. Sisters, don’t be polite, feel free to indulge,” Hong Huang said very passionately and openly.

“Oh come on, how can this girl say anything, so unfiltered.”

“The girl has grown up, clearly she’s the one with mortal desires, yet she tries to push it onto us, unforgivable.”

The women all laughed, even though they were competitors, they still teased each other in daily life, each beautiful and exquisite like works of art, gathering together creating a stunning charm.

Though they flirted and were slightly unrestrained, Shi Hao wasn’t excessive, hitting just the right note. After all, it was their first meeting, moderation could bring them closer, going overboard would only be disliked.

During their first encounter, they all conversed happily, each of the women extraordinary and worldly, discussing interesting topics and profound truths, whether it was their observations or cultivation methods, all very unique.

Shi Hao gained much, learning many secrets.

“With Brother Shi’s remarkable talents, staying continuously in this Lower Realm would be quite the pity, ultimately leading to obscurity,” Lan Yu said, her tone gentle, her personality soft.

Shi Hao’s mind stirred, showing incomprehension.

“The Lower Realm serves as eight prisons, refined by the predecessors with great magical force, where natural laws are incomplete and the road is fragmented. Various orders are unstable. Cultivating here for a long period is not beneficial for oneself,” Shui Yue explained.

“Is that so?” Shi Hao was astonished. He naturally knew of these eight prisons, but he had never heard that the natural laws were incomplete.

“The Lower Realm is a place for detaining criminals, a prison refined by our predecessors, and it lacks many things,” just then, several people entered the room, one of whom was a young man, handsome and vibrant, with light flickering around him—clearly an extraordinary figure.

Shi Hao clasped his fists in response.

“This piece of heaven and earth is missing too much. Look at that starry sky, only a sparse few stars are real, and many more were condensed by the ancient Supremes using their Mana. Most of them are just projections from the stars of the higher realms,” another person spoke up.

Despite being exceptional and rare, these elites from the higher realms were evidently very conceited and haughty, speaking of the Lower Realm with a condescending attitude.

“How are things in the higher realms?” Shi Hao asked them, seeking to understand more about the higher realms.

“The higher realms are vast and boundless, far broader than the eight regions by countless times. Some ancient schools have traditions tracing back to the era of creation, with numerous masters…” Hong Huang was lively and eagerly shared.

Then, her mind suddenly stirred, and she asked, “You’re a descendant of Immortal Mountain, aren’t you?”

“I have some relations there, but no,” Shi Hao responded.

“Eh, being in the Profound Domain with such talent and cultivation but not a descendant of Immortal Mountain, are you a disciple of the Western Sect or Heaven Mending Sect, or perhaps Kunlun?” Hong Huang inquired with surprise.

“None of those, I am a Loose Cultivator,” Shi Hao responded.

“Ah, such a powerful Loose Cultivator?” Hong Huang was astounded, and the others changed expressions.

Shui Yue radiated a pure light, saying, “This is troublesome. If he were from a lineage the higher realms left behind, such a genius would certainly qualify to ascend to the higher realms. If not, it would be very difficult to break through the Eight Realms Prison to reach Heaven’s Gate without encountering severe restrictions, not allowing passage.”

“It is indeed difficult. Any person trying to escape and leave the eight major prisons must undergo strict scrutiny to clarify their background; otherwise, it’s nearly impossible to enter the higher realms,” Lan Yu said with a light sigh.

“Is it that troublesome?” Shi Hao frowned.

“That’s right, the Lower Realm once detained many fierce convicts. If not treated strictly, it could cause great chaos,” a young man commented.

Shi Hao sensed a subtle change in atmosphere; when people realized he might have difficulty entering the higher realms, some became somewhat more relaxed in their demeanor, not as cautious or polite, even slightly disdainful.

However, these individuals still maintained an exceptional aura, not too overt in their behavior.

In the eyes of some, Shi Hao possessed remarkable talent, but if he couldn’t reach the higher realms and failed to shine, he’d lose the value of acquaintanceship. In this land of incomplete natural laws of the Lower Realm, he would eventually be buried in obscurity.

“Hong Huang, Shui Yue, and Yingying, why don’t you consider taking a husband and bring Brother Shi along? That way, I’m sure he could smoothly ascend through Heaven’s Gate,” Hong Huang said cheerfully.

“Is it spring already? This girl’s heart is moved, desiring the light of spring. How about marrying her off? Let her stay in the Lower Realm and be someone’s wife!” The newly arrived young girl, Yingying, was also quite active, responding provocatively.

“Agreed!”

“Seconded!”

Many laughed heartily, nodding in agreement.

During this process, a few individuals frowned, especially some men who disliked such jesting as they were accompanying these women and were closely related.

Shi Hao considered the situation, his brow slightly furrowed, realizing that reaching the higher realms would be extremely difficult, not just due to the rules of existence but also because of man-made obstacles that necessitated passing through Heaven’s Gate.

Even the elite descendants from the higher realms said so; they too were somewhat troubled, sufficient to indicate that reaching the higher realms was not as simple as it seemed, and was definitely fraught with peril.

“No worries, with Brother Shi’s talent, just a word from us upwards, and perhaps we can vie for a spot,” Lan Yu consoled.

“There’s not no way out, something could be worked out,” a reserved young man said, pausing here, he turned to look at Shi Hao, examining him carefully.

However, he did not receive a humble response from Shi Hao, nor did he see the latter pleading for advice.

He smiled playfully, saying, “Join my clan, and when the time comes, I’ll ask my great ancestor to intervene, allowing you to pass through Heaven’s Gate and place you in one of the Heaven Mending Pavilions.”

“Xuan Ming, aren’t you being a bit unkind? Are you trying to take him as a battle servant?” the young girl Yingying remarked, glancing at Shi Hao, then giving everyone a meaningful look.

“Why would I? I regard him as a brother,” Xuan Ming stood tall, his body enshrouded in a golden flame, very powerful, with a terrifying aura, yet his smile was gentle.

“Brother Shi could join my clan, and I’ll find a solution to help you,” Shui Yue suddenly spoke up.

“Hmm, let me think about it as well,” Hong Huang said.

Such a youth with prodigious talent couldn’t be missed. After considering, they wanted to pull him into their camp, perhaps seeing a promising prospect that would bring surprises in the future.

“There will be ways, Brother Shi, no need to rush,” Lan Yu spoke, pausing before adding, “The higher realms are vast and boundless, and Cultivators can hardly reach the end in their lifetime. Many immortals’ ancient teachings are but a drop in the vast ocean. Brother Shi, you can also think about it yourself.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)