A great shift across space, from one prison world to another universe.

The moment Gu Xichen and his group entered the rift tearing open space, they were struck by immense pressure from all directions. Chaos reigned all around, with countless streams of light flashing past them, while their ears were assaulted by deafening roars of wind and fire, the crashing of tides, the turning of stars, and the shattering of the earth.

Bouncing and moving forward, without knowing if days or millennia had passed—even Gu Xichen’s strength left him unable to grasp the measure of space and time—suddenly, the world brightened before them. Their bodies grew heavy, and they found themselves standing atop a mountain peak of breathtaking beauty.

Peaks surged like waves, densely layered, converging from all sides. The peak where they stood was the highest of the entire range; a sweep of the eye revealed rolling mountains that clustered around the summit like lotus petals.

The air was thick with purple mist. To their right, golden-red twilight bathed half the sky as two enormous, crimson suns, the size of wash basins, slowly sank below the horizon.

Gu Xichen swept his divine sense across the surroundings, instantly discerning the specific conditions of this place.

The air density here was over four thousand five hundred times that of Earth’s standard. The spiritual energy in the air was incredibly abundant, exceeding that found in the most concentrated celestial paradises of the Thirty-Three Heavens by more than ten thousand times. Yet, the ambient temperature remained relatively normal, averaging around sixty degrees Celsius.

Due to the extreme air density, the overwhelming spiritual energy, and the violent fluctuations of that energy, the winds atop this mountain were terrifying, rivaling the Violet Heavens Divine Wind outside the Thirty-Three Heavens. An ordinary cultivator struck by such a gale would instantly have their flesh mashed into mud and their soul scattered.

On a mountain to their left, a waterfall plummeted downward. The liquid’s density was over three thousand times greater than mercury, making it comparable to certain innate materials, yet it remained crystal clear to the bottom, still clearly liquid, and possessing better fluidity than pure water on Earth.

The density of the bedrock beneath their feet reached more than seven thousand five hundred times that of ordinary steel in their former universe. A piece of mountain rock the size of a fist weighed several tons.

The gravity was even more astonishing: over fifteen thousand times the standard gravity of Earth. Forget the ordinary creatures of that other universe; any cultivator below the Soul Transformation stage would have their bones crushed in this environment.

In such a dreadful place, one needed at least the strength equivalent to a Void Realm cultivator, coupled with a physical body as formidable as a Void Realm physical cultivator, just to barely survive. A Void Realm cultivator here was perhaps akin to a snow rabbit in an Earthly primeval forest—definitely at the very bottom of the food chain.

Of course, given the high gravity, high material density, and intense spiritual concentration, creatures born here likely didn't start weak. Being born with the cultivation of the Void Realm was probably the absolute minimum standard for survival.

It was a terrifying place; ordinary Immortals from Gu Xichen’s universe would struggle to survive in these conditions.

His divine sense instantly swept across the void spanning a hundred thousand miles, whereupon Gu Xichen frowned.

His divine sense could only cover a radius of one hundred thousand miles! The heavenly laws of this world subtly suppressed his divine abilities and magical power. This situation would likely persist for a considerable time until he fully grasped the basic rules of this world. In their native universe, his divine sense could instantly illuminate the Three Realms and easily perceive everything happening across vast swathes of the Chaos beyond the Heavens. But here, due to the suppression of the heavenly laws, the range of his divine sense had abruptly plummeted to one hundred thousand miles, rendering Gu Xichen virtually blind.

Penghua and the others also noticed this anomaly, crying out in alarm and cursing the damned environment.

Mo He, benefiting from the massive foundation of accumulated faith left over from his dedicated Buddhist practice, could still project his divine sense across a radius of five thousand miles. Siren’s power resembled that of a Western mage, and his spiritual cultivation was exceptionally strong, allowing his divine sense to cover a space of three thousand miles.

Penghua fared the worst. He specialized in physical arts, possessing an incredibly tough body, but his divine sense cultivation was the weakest. Here, his sense could only project a maximum of five hundred miles. Ironically, his nose proved more useful; he could smell the thick scent of blood from two packs of wild beasts violently slaughtering each other several thousand miles away.

"Damn it, how did I turn into a dog? A dog with cataracts," Penghua cursed furiously, stamping his foot hard.

If he stomped like that in their original universe, an entire planet would have shattered. But here, his stomp merely cracked a few thin fissures in the mountaintop beneath him. Furthermore, the mutual attraction between the mountain rocks was immense; the newly opened cracks soon squeezed back together, and the mountain swiftly became whole again.

Patting Penghua’s shoulder, Gu Xichen formed a quick hand seal with his left hand and cast the simplest spell: the Minor Five Elements Fire Summoning Art.

Given Gu Xichen's cultivation and realm, casting the Fire Summoning Art in their former universe would unleash a sky-scraping flame capable of incinerating a star domain. But in this universe, the heavenly laws did not recognize the Fire Summoning Art he cast.

A wisp of smoke curled from Gu Xichen’s fingertip. A tiny, flickering flame, about the size of a lighter’s flame, was the full extent of his spell's power.

Frowning, Gu Xichen stated coldly, "Until we integrate and comprehend the basic Five Elements laws of this universe, we can only fight using our inherent divine abilities; we cannot draw upon external power."

The expressions of Penghua, Siren, and the others instantly grew serious. Being unable to mobilize external power, relying only on the internal magical energy and abilities within their bodies, was tantamount to having their realms suppressed by this universe's heavenly laws to below the Nascent Soul stage.

Even Golden Core cultivators could begin to tentatively harness some natural power to cast spells. Gu Xichen and his group were newcomers, Saints though they were, yet they were unrecognized by this universe's heavenly laws—like a drop of water falling into a vat of oil, they were distinctly separate from and incompatible with this world’s natural forces.

They could only fight using their own inherent power!

Gu Xichen sneered. With a wave of his left hand, a ball of white ice flame surged out, instantly freezing ten hulking figures on his left into towering mounds of ice and snow. With a slight mental command, the frozen forms shattered within the span of a breath, transforming into a cascade of fine ice shards rolling in all directions, flowing like liquid water.

With a grasp and a point of his five fingers, the essence of metal ores hidden within the shattered mountain erupted as specks of brilliant light, instantly hovering before Gu Xichen.

The ambient spiritual energy here was extremely dense and abundant, the material density was vast, and the pressure within the mountains was immense. Consequently, the metal ores bred here were of exceptionally fine quality. Ordinary metals refined from common mountains were nearly comparable to the Five Elements Essence condensed from the Five Directions Five Elements Qi in Gu Xichen’s original universe.

Penghua and the others stared dumbfounded at the dozens of intensely pure metal ingots suspended before Gu Xichen, swallowing hard.

No wonder the ancient Saints and great divine ability wielders rushed to this universe; it was truly treasure-laden everywhere!

"A pity, we arrived too late," Penghua suddenly wailed toward the sky. "All the best treasures must have been looted by them already!"

"Not too late," Gu Xichen replied coolly. "They looted what belonged to others; we loot what belongs to them."

Penghua immediately ceased his wailing, clapping his hands with a grin. "That’s the very reason! Whatever benefits they took, they have to vomit it back to us! Ah, flying swords, magic artifacts, beauties like jade—whatever they took, whatever they consumed, they must all spit it out!"

Glancing at Penghua, Gu Xichen ignored the fellow and turned toward the Xuanhuang Undying Honored Buddha. The Undying Buddha bowed respectfully to Gu Xichen and spoke in a deferential tone, "Venerable Saint."

Nodding with satisfaction, Gu Xichen stated calmly, "You may go."

The Undying Buddha asked solemnly, "Go where?"

Gu Xichen stood with his hands behind his back and said leisurely, "Go where you ought to go. Go preach your doctrines, spread your thoughts, and gather your followers. Whether they are Buddhist disciples or Daoist practitioners, let them all come under your banner and save them from the sea of suffering."

The Undying Buddha smiled gently, pressed his palms together, circled Gu Xichen three times, and said with reverence, "This is what this disciple must do."

Gu Xichen chuckled lightly, "You must understand, this world runs on brute force. Having cycled through ten thousand generations, you should grasp this truth."

A fierce glint flashed in the Undying Buddha's eyes, then quickly returned to calm. He spoke in a deep, powerful voice, "Indeed. This disciple will form a Buddhist Army to protect my Great Dao."

Clapping the Undying Buddha firmly on the shoulder, Gu Xichen said leisurely, "Remember, be ruthless in your methods."

The Undying Buddha was an emanation of Gu Xichen’s main body, so he naturally treated Gu Xichen's words as supreme decree. He bowed slightly and roared sternly, "Yes! Anyone who dares violate my Great Dao shall be utterly slain!"

Nodding in satisfaction, Gu Xichen waved his hand and pointed toward the distant mountain ridge where the two suns were slowly setting.

The Undying Buddha laughed three times loudly. Two lotus flowers bloomed from the empty space beneath his feet. He circled Gu Xichen three more times, picked up the golden alms bowl Gu Xichen had refined for him using the Five Directions Buddha Lands as material, and gracefully stepped onto the lotuses, heading toward the setting suns.

At that moment, purple energy filled the sky, and golden clouds spread everywhere. The crimson light seemed to drench the Undying Buddha's back as he walked toward the rising suns.

After watching the Undying Buddha slowly disappear into the dense mountain range, Gu Xichen turned back to look at Ducart, who stood beside him in silence.

Electronic lights flickered in Ducart’s eyes as he asked coldly, "What do you want me to do? I will not preach, nor will I establish a sect."

Gu Xichen looked gently at Ducart and said softly, "You will preach, and you will establish a sect. Go, spread the way of your science and technology, establish your great religion of scientific progress. Whatever means you use, fully propagate your Dao, propagate your teachings, among the mortals of this universe."

With his hands behind his back, gazing at the swirling purple sky, Gu Xichen said leisurely, "I will ensure that the myriad gods and Buddhas have no foundation left to stand upon; I will ensure that the countless Immortals and Saints receive no incense offerings."

Making a strange pout, Gu Xichen murmured quietly, "When mortals realize they can achieve what the divine and immortal spirits do, will they still believe in the divine?"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. Gu Xichen drew the blueprints for the Tri-City Complex from Ducart’s person. Flicking his finger against the blueprints, he instructed Ducart, "Remember my requirement: first, build me one Tri-City Complex capable of housing a million people. Place it anywhere you like; I may need it at any moment, or perhaps never. I will find you when the time comes."

Pausing slightly, Gu Xichen sneered again, "When you develop to a certain extent, transmit the technology on these blueprints to the mortals. When mortals possess the power to construct Tri-City Complexes, when war fortresses like the Tri-City Complexes patrol the void everywhere, what will those high and mighty divine and immortal Buddhas think?"

Penghua and the others shivered suddenly. Siren stammered, "But we are also a type of divine and immortal Buddha now!"

Gu Xichen waved a dismissive hand. "Don't worry, I am corrupting this universe’s foundation of the Dao; it has nothing to do with our own world. Once we have ravaged this place, hmph, we'll return to our own territory."

Smiling at Ducart, Gu Xichen said mysteriously, "Develop slowly; do not rush. When you are in the mood, introduce the internet, and things like the explicit romance films from the Island Nation. Pollute the inherent nature of the mortals here as much as possible, mess up their state of mind as much as you can, and let the seven emotions and six desires rule these mortals."

With a cold smile, Gu Xichen murmured low, "Following the historical development trajectory of the Earth Federation, if Ducart proceeds smoothly, it won't be long before those divine and immortal Buddhas cannot find a single disciple with a Dao foundation."

Penghua sighed, giving Ducart a heavy clap on the shoulder, his expression odd. "If that's the case, then... vigorously promote the ideology of sexual liberation! Hmm, when this universe no longer has any young men or women over the age of twelve, where will those divine and immortal Buddhas find suitable apprentices?"

Siren chuckled softly, "Since that's the case, Ducart could also try planting opium and marijuana. If those divine and immortal Buddhas want to recruit a bunch of drug addicts as disciples..."

Siren added even more venomously, "Then introduce genetically modified food. Once human genes are mixed with genes from various beasts, fish, and shrimp, at least the Yuqing Saint wouldn't tolerate disciples born of eggs or living things in his lineage, would he?"

Gu Xichen chuckled dismissively, "Don't accelerate mortal science too quickly; let them linger in the age of steam engines and internal combustion engines for longer. Build more heavily polluting enterprises like steel mills, paper mills, and ore dressing plants, letting waste gases replace the spiritual energy in the heavens and earth."

Gu Xichen, Penghua, and Siren grew increasingly delighted as they spoke, one vicious idea after another surfacing.

Ducart, however, listened in stunned silence, an icy chill shooting from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head. He had lost all courage to contend with Gu Xichen.

If Gu Xichen and his group proceeded as planned, once Ducart’s technological civilization blossomed to a certain extent, the gods and Buddhas in the heavens would weep... It would be nearly impossible to find disciples with good innate purity. Any who did possess good roots would either be addicts or genetically disordered individuals; the air would be filled with sulfur dioxide and carbon monoxide, acid rain would fall from the sky, and clear water sources would turn multicolored, capable of giving an ordinary Immortal diarrhea for three days and nights after a single sip.

Not to mention that once technology advanced, and disputes over resources and land intensified, leading to great wars between nations, planets, and galaxies, the geniuses with excellent foundations suitable for cultivation might well be blown to pieces in the conflict.

The Undying Buddha only challenged the Buddhist and Daoist sects on the basis of faith, establishing a separate lineage outside of them.

What Gu Xichen demanded of Ducart was to pull out the roots and completely destroy the cultivation foundation of this universe.

But Ducart, whose fate was entirely controlled by Gu Xichen, dared not object. In any case, the ones being ruined were the gods and Buddhas in the heavens; what did it have to do with Ducart? He nodded heavily in agreement, and Ducart’s body suddenly shattered.

Ducart’s physical body, which formed the Tri-City Complex, was immensely large, spanning a size comparable to an entire galaxy.

When his body broke apart, countless figures identical to Ducart emerged from the fragments. Blinding plasma flames erupted beneath their feet, transforming into streaks of light that flew in all directions, like a dandelion scattering its seeds on the wind to drift everywhere. In the blink of an eye, Ducart vanished completely, leaving only the scent of ozone from the plasma flames ionizing the air in the void.

Having sent off the Undying Buddha and Ducart, Gu Xichen smiled and did not hurry to descend the mountain with Penghua, Siren, and Mo He.

The four walked slowly through the mountain forest, proceeding aimlessly as they pleased. Gu Xichen did not mention anything about finding the Buddhist sects; he seemed to have completely abandoned the goal of searching for Fuya Ming, merely wandering around at whim.

The best way to conceal one's scheme from others was for oneself not to know what one would do or what one would encounter, making it impossible for others to calculate or prepare defenses in advance.

If Gu Xichen had aggressively sought out local cultivation factions to interrogate them about traces of the Buddhist sects upon arriving, they would have attracted the attention of the Saints within three days. While Gu Xichen and his group were still unable to utilize the heavenly laws of this space and had to rely only on their inherent bodily strength to fight, it was best to avoid drawing attention.

So the group wandered aimlessly through the mountains. Along the way, they saw countless strange sights and encountered innumerable bizarre creatures.

They were attacked by some reckless fierce birds, savage beasts, poisonous insects, snakes, and scorpions, but these encounters only provided them with novel sustenance.

Because the spiritual energy here was so rich, the vitality of the local creatures was extremely strong, their vital blood exceptionally rich and delicious. Furthermore, due to the high gravity and density, the flesh and blood of these beasts and insects were heavy and dense, offering a wonderfully substantial texture. Gu Xichen rejoiced greatly, as he hadn't eaten such rich and fragrant food in a very long time.

After attaining Sainthood, it was difficult to find anything to eat besides spiritual items like Peach of Immortality, Fire Jujubes, and Azure Reeds. At the Saint realm, one's palate became incredibly demanding; alloyed steel became as soft and crisp as popcorn in their mouths. Ordinary meat and vegetables held no flavor whatsoever—chewing them was like sucking snot, soft and tasteless.

Therefore, Saints didn't abstain from mortal food because they refused to eat it, but because there was little mortal food appealing enough to attract them!

Take Penghua, the most tyrannical and bloodthirsty among the four: he hadn't consumed fresh blood in a long time since becoming a Saint. The density of the blood was too low for his impossibly enhanced physical strength; it was as bland and tasteless to him as licking the air was to an ordinary person. He had no interest in drinking it.

But here, Gu Xichen and the others were overjoyed. The meat of these savage beasts and flying birds was dense and heavy; every bite was a genuine sensation of eating meat. Moreover, the flesh was delicious and intrinsically rich in spiritual energy—truly exquisite cuisine.

The blood of the wild beasts here was also rich in spiritual energy and dense in substance; a single drop of blood weighed several thousand catties. When it flowed into Penghua's mouth, it was undoubtedly rich and savory, and the dense vital energy made him constantly exclaim in delight, as he had gone long without drinking blood.

Driven by the craving for good food, the four Saints lingered wantonly in the mountains for three months before finally managing to exit this expanse of towering peaks and reach the edge of the mountain range. Here, the slopes eased into rolling hills, and the towering trees became sparser, giving way to low shrubs only two or three people high.

Just as they left the mountainous region, they were spotted by a pack of beasts resembling wolves but possessing a single horn and six legs, running as swiftly as the wind. Unsurprisingly, this pack of beasts became their next meal.

To barbecue this delivered feast, Gu Xichen built a bonfire on a small hill. Penghua excitedly pulled out a large gourd to collect the beast blood, Siren skinned the beasts, and Mo He went to clean their entrails.

The four collaborated, busy and thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Here, there was no use for the various conveniences of this minor continent. Instead, the primal powers of each were so immense that they rendered such trivialities meaningless. In the aftermath, the four of them had to attend to every detail personally. Throughout their journey, it felt as though they had returned to the distant years when they were ordinary people, with their daily needs of food, clothing, shelter, and travel indistinguishable from any commoner. This very experience served to deepen their comprehension of the mind and spirit.

When Gu Xiechen coaxed fire from wood, he immediately sensed that the properties of the flames in this world were vastly different from those of their original universe. The flames of that universe were light and lively, brimming with vigor, containing potent heat and passion. The flames of this universe, however, were inert when quiescent, like ancient mountain rock unmoved for millennia, yet capable of swift and utter annihilation when roused, saturated with a terrifying aura of destruction.

Only by gradually grasping these subtle differences could Gu Xiechen and the others slowly integrate into this universe, smoothly comprehend the myriad heavenly laws and techniques of this realm, and subsequently harness its natural forces.

After tending the bonfire for three months, Gu Xiechen could now conjure a man’s head-sized ball of flame in his palm. The crimson fire was pure and transparent, suspended in his hand like a sphere of refined glass. Were it not for the violent heat it radiated, it would scarcely resemble fire at all.

This was the most common flame in this universe, and Gu Xiechen had begun to touch upon its natural laws.

Lightly stroking the fire orb, Gu Xiechen suddenly turned his head toward a nearby hill.

From beyond that hill, a dull drumming and howling suddenly echoed, accompanied by the faint, rhythmic sound of dense, heavy footsteps.

Frowning, Gu Xiechen dispersed the flame in his palm and stood up. Situated atop the small hill, he looked down, catching sight of a group of over a dozen warriors, clad in light black armor with their faces entirely concealed, leaping furiously toward his position, about twenty li away, behind a hill no more than thirty zhang high.

These warriors stood over two meters tall, each powerfully built, their armor two fingers thick. Measuring against the density of ordinary metal ores in this universe, the weight of these sets of armor must have been at least a hundred thousand jin. Their weapons were heavy battle sabers, a meter and a half long, wide and thick as a hand span, the edges lethally sharp, still bearing faint traces of blood.

Pursuing the dozen or so armored warriors were more than two hundred knights. They rode beasts resembling Earth’s water buffalo, yet these creatures possessed six legs and four horns, their bodies covered in thick, purplish-green leather without a single hair.

These riders wore coarse leather armor—in reality, just animal hides haphazardly bound to their bodies with mountain vines. Their helmets were beasts' skulls, hollowed of all flesh and blood, worn over their heads. Their eyes peered out from the empty eye sockets, blazing with savage frenzy in their crimson depths. Their faces were obscured by the grinning teeth of the hollowed-out animal skulls.

The dozen armored warriors fled like the wind, their speed comparable to a Golden Core stage cultivator flying on a sword.

However, the beasts ridden by the knights were faster. The dozen warriors had barely covered a dozen li, not yet reaching the base of the hill where Gu Xiechen stood, when the knights swarmed them, wielding heavy metal clubs and indiscriminately smashing them. These weapons, over two meters long and as thick as a man's head, truly deserved the moniker 'clubs.'

The knights possessed immense brute strength; a single blow from a club instantly caved in a large dent in the warriors' armor. The sound of snapping bones was clearly audible, met by endless, piercing shrieks.

The knights showed no mercy. They swung their weapons maniacally, smashing the dozen or so warriors into literal pulp, yet they did not stop there. They pounded their armor and flesh deep into the ground until over a dozen large craters marked the earth before finally stopping with loud laughter.

Gu Xiechen frowned slightly; these creatures possessed a ferocious bloodlust.

Shaking his head, he brushed the ash from the wood-drilling tool off his hands, ready to call Peng Hua and the others over to roast the beast meat. Suddenly, the knights unexpectedly charged up the hill, utterly exuberant, galloping in circles around Gu Xiechen and his companions with loud cheers.

The sheer weight of their mounts was astonishing. This furious gallop shook the ground violently, kicking up immense clouds of dust. The beast meat Mo He had just washed and scraped was instantly covered in a layer of grit, enraging Mo He so much that he pointed at the knights and unleashed a torrent of curses.

Evidently, the knights did not understand what Mo He was yelling; they merely continued their wild ride, emitting cheerful noises from their throats.

Suddenly, one knight, clearly the leader, raised the heavy metal club in his hand and swung it down hard. Instantly, all the knights simultaneously halted their mounts, removed the beast-skull helmets from their heads, and crowded together, craning their necks to look at the four figures of Gu Xiechen.

Gu Xiechen instinctively gasped.

These knights—no, judging by their features, these were women?

Only then did Gu Xiechen realize that beneath the thick wrapping of animal hides, the bodies of these riders possessed distinct female characteristics, particularly the mounds on their chests, which were as large as buckets from Earth yet remained perfectly firm, showing no sign of sagging.

But Gu Xiechen could not offer any praise for the appearance of these women!

The complexions of this group of female knights were coarse—extremely coarse—as if they had been haphazardly smoothed by coarse sandstone. They resembled un-evolved gorillas. Their faces were also covered in fine, black downy hair, making them look even more like apes.

The leading female knight grinned at Gu Xiechen, revealing a mouth full of sharp, yellowed teeth. The populace of this realm differed from that of their original universe; when she smiled, she displayed seventy or eighty teeth packed tightly together, a truly frightening sight.

What was even more unbearable was that her teeth were lodged with tendons, shredded meat fibers, and bone fragments. As she opened her mouth, a strange, foul odor, the scent of decaying, fermenting food, rushed out.

Even the dustless purity of a Sage, or even an ordinary Immortal who used even a minor spell to keep themselves pristine, could not compare. Gu Xiechen and the others had never seen such ferocious and terrifying visages, nor smelled such horrifying auras. Even the demonic artifacts created by heretical sects, like the Blood Sea Banner, merely possessed a strong smell of blood; they lacked this disgusting stench! Breathing this stench, gazing at the ferocious teeth in the knight leader’s terrifying maw, Gu Xiechen—

The female knight leader, however, unconsciously smiled at Gu Xiechen and slowly untied the mountain vine around her waist, then pulled away the animal hide wrapped across her chest, revealing breasts that were three times more massive than those of her subordinates. She forcefully scratched the dense black hair covering her chest.

Yes, this female knight leader’s chest could only be described as massive; what an immense, magnificent, monumental pair of flesh mounds!

Veins bulged across those flesh mounds, entangled with black hair, yet the orbs held not a shred of excess fat—they were composed entirely of muscle fibers! Several thick veins extended from these two mounds, running down past the knight leader’s armpits and out along her arms, which were as thick as Gu Xiechen’s thighs. As the leader slightly moved her arm, the veins abruptly twitched, causing her twin mounds of flesh to violently undulate and contract. Gu Xiechen and his three companions distinctly heard the sound of blood rushing through the vessels in her chest.

This was nothing like the soft, pigeon-sized, fragrant, tender jade breasts of the peerless beauties in Gu Xiechen’s memory. These were clearly two muscular powerhouses, two turbo-charged flesh engines supplying the female knight leader with endless brute strength!

Peng Hua and Mo He simultaneously tightened their thighs, muttering under their breath, “Such unparalleled beauties! Who in this world could possibly endure them?”

Gu Xiechen’s face also changed drastically. He stared blankly at the female knight leader’s chest for a few moments, then sharply raised his head, clasping his hands together over his chest, murmuring a chaotic string of scriptures meant to calm the mind. However, the shock caused by the leader was too great; even with his cultivation level, his Golden Net Sutra and the Tao Te Ching were hopelessly jumbled. No one knew what he was chanting.

The female knight leader grabbed the animal hide that served as her breast covering and roughly wiped the blood from her forehead, then wiped the sweat from under her arms. The four watched as she vigorously dug into her armpits with her fingers, pulling out a thick layer of black grime.

“Exquisite,” Gu Xiechen and his companions stumbled back a few steps, looking at the woman as if they had seen a ghost.

Coughing heavily, the female knight leader swaggered to within five meters of Gu Xiechen, but she did not look at him. Instead, she squinted, taking in Siren from head to toe. As she watched, a thread of drool began to hang from the corner of her mouth.

Siren’s complexion paled slightly, and the color of his eyes abruptly shifted.

“Heh heh, my handsome young master, you are truly beautiful. Ah, you must be a young master from the Noble Families of the Female Tribute Country, yes? Tsk, tsk, you are so handsome! Come, let your Granny have a good look and play with you!” the female knight leader squealed in a strange, mocking voice, shouting loudly at Siren.

Although Gu Xiechen and the others had never heard the language spoken by this female knight, their status as Sages meant they possessed divine abilities and immensely strong spiritual senses, allowing for intuitive comprehension. Thus, as soon as the knight leader opened her mouth, they traced the origin and mastered this language.

Hearing the female knight leader taunt Siren, Gu Xiechen immediately stood to the side with his hands behind his back. Peng Hua and Mo He also stood aside, heads held high, acting as if they heard nothing, leaving the utterly green and purple-faced Siren to face the leader.

“Gah ha ha!” The female knight leader let out a strange, booming laugh. “Aiyo, little master is shy? Don’t be shy! Granny doesn’t have many talents, but when it comes to the art of **—that is the greatest skill of our Female Tyrant Clan! Heh heh, just come along obediently, little master; tsk tsk, Granny will surely attend to you until you are completely satisfied!”

With a sinister grin, the female knight leader suddenly lunged for Siren’s neck.

Siren shifted his feet slightly, effortlessly evading the grasp.

A wicked glint flashed in Gu Xiechen’s eyes, and he suddenly laughed, “This Granny, our young master is touching a woman for the very first time in his life. You must be gentle with him! Robbing him like this is improper; there must be a proper arrangement through marriage, that is only right.”

Siren’s face instantly turned a deathly green. He stared at the female knight leader, thinking of marriage? Siren fumbled at his waist, preparing to draw the Sword of Fate to shatter the planet beneath their feet before dealing with anything else!

Peng Hua and Mo He rushed forward from left and right to support Siren. They laughed heartily, grabbing Siren’s hands, instantly rendering him immobile.

Peng Hua roared with laughter, “That’s right, this Granny! Our young master is shy, a complete novice with women. Please, take pity on him and ensure he has a formal marriage proposal!”

The pale yellow drool flowing from the female knight leader’s mouth increased. She nodded eagerly in agreement, “So, a young master! Wonderful, wonderful! A formal marriage proposal is no problem. When we get back, Granny will drive out those twenty dullards currently at home, and you will be Granny’s main wife from now on.”

After a burst of roaring laughter, the female knight leader proudly stuck a finger, still stained with pitch-black grime, into her mouth. She forcefully pulled out a semi-rotten strand of tendon, smeared it carelessly on the animal hide covering her body, and then swallowed the tendon with a gulp.

Gu Xiechen nearly threw up.

Siren strained, trying to reach his sword to slay someone.

The female knights beside her could no longer restrain themselves, chattering incessantly.

“So, he’s a young master, only the leader is worthy of him! What a pity, such a delicate young master; wouldn’t it be nice to pin him down and ravish him for an entire night?”

“Nonsense! With his tender frame, one leg thrust from the leader would drain half his energy. He’d be lucky to last a quarter of an hour, let alone a whole night!”

“Heh heh, this young master is handsome, yes, but too delicate! Ah, but those two attendants beside him—look how robust and powerful they appear. They should be able to withstand several of our sisters taking turns to sow their seed, right?”

“Why use such fancy words as ‘sowing seed’? Isn’t it just taking pleasure? Heh heh, I like the one in the blue clothes! He isn’t very robust, nor is he particularly handsome, but he looks experienced! Hey, what do you bunch of young girls know? Playing with men should be with experienced, worldly men who look seasoned and subtly lecherous!”

Gu Xiechen’s lips trembled. Was he that worldly and subtly lecherous?

He glanced back at the woman speaking. Gu Xiechen almost vomited again. The female knight facing him resembled a gorilla; she barely possessed a human form. But the knight who admired the subtle lecherous man had lost the human form entirely.

She was a burly woman standing over two and a half meters tall, broad-shouldered, with arms and thighs as thick as Gu Xiechen’s waist. Her entire body was nothing but muscle, and her chest was a solid row of muscular bulges. Seeing Gu Xiechen look at her, the woman joyfully and rapidly vibrated the muscle bulges on her chest, as if boasting about her strength!

A surge of bile rushed up to Gu Xiechen’s throat; he nearly vomited.

To be forced into such a state by these creatures was something he could be proud of for ten thousand future reincarnations.

Suddenly, another female knight burst out laughing, “Hey, the four goods we’ve encountered today are all excellent stock. We’ll take them back to play with first. After we’ve played until their legs are weak and their marrow is empty, we’ll trade them to the Female Terror Clan. Heh heh, we only play with men; they eat men. Once these four goods are completely stripped, they should yield at least three or four hundred jin of good meat!”

Gu Xiechen’s expression flickered. He suddenly leaped up, launching a flying kick straight into the face of the female knight who had been constantly flexing her chest muscles toward him.

With an explosive burst of power, the female knight grunted and was kicked flying a great distance. Gu Xiechen snatched up a wooden staff from the ground and, shouting wildly, smashed down three or five blocking female knights before staggering toward the direction the dozen warriors had fled. Seeing Gu Xiechen in trouble, Peng Hua, Siren, and Mo He simultaneously cried out and exploded into action, trampling over the bodies of the female knights Gu Xiechen had knocked down as they rushed out of the encirclement, shouting and yelling as they followed Gu Xiechen in a desperate run.

The sudden development caught the female knights completely off guard; they never expected these four delicate-looking, soft men to escape their grasp.

The female knight leader, who had been coquettishly flirting with Siren, roared in furious frustration. She jumped onto her mount and, followed by her subordinates, chased after Gu Xiechen and his group in a massive wave.

Gu Xiechen and the others stumbled along, looking as if they might fall at any moment, leading the female knights forward in a mad dash. Within a few breaths, they reached the small hill ahead. After circling the base of a few more hills, a small plain, covering a hundred li in circumference, suddenly appeared before them. In the center stood a small city, not large, capable of housing at most fifty thousand residents.

Although the city was not large, its walls were built extremely high and heavily fortified. The walls, several li long and wide, towered over twenty zhang high and were fifteen zhang thick. The ramparts were densely covered with trenches, caltrops, defensive logs, traps, and other defensive structures.

Outside the city gate, about three thousand knights of the Female Tyrant Clan were scattered about, incessantly screaming slogans: “Raid the grain! Raid the cloth! Raid the men!”

Raid the grain! Raid the cloth! Raid the men!

The four Sages simultaneously shivered and broke into a full sprint. Even with the two hundred or so female knights chasing them at astonishing speed, they simply could not catch up to Gu Xiechen and the others. Although the four were running at a seemingly slow pace, often stumbling and nearly falling, they remained hopelessly out of reach.

They dashed to the city gate and Gu Xiechen jumped up, shouting, “Open the gate! Let us in!”

A sharp, unpleasant, piercing laugh echoed from the city wall: “Which fools were foolish enough to remain outside during the Female Calamity? They deserve to die!”

Following the shriek, a female general, whose appearance was crude but at least resembled a woman—and who thankfully lacked the fine downy hair—lazily leaned over the wall and glanced down at Gu Xiechen and the others.

With that single glance, the female general immediately jumped up, shouting, “Guards! Lower the ropes! Pull the four young masters up! Quickly, quickly! Why are you so sluggish? Are you seeking death?”

As the general shouted, several basket-sized ropes were lowered from the wall, suspending a basket.

Gu Xiechen and his companions quickly jumped into the basket. A shout rang out, and a dozen female soldiers grunted as they pulled the ropes, hoisting the four men onto the city wall.

Pretending to pant for breath, Gu Xiechen stepped out of the basket and bowed to the female general.

“General, we are wandering scholars. If not for your timely rescue, we would surely have met an unfortunate end today.”

Gu Xiechen and his group had just climbed onto the ramparts when the female knight leader arrived with her subordinates, causing an uproar. Seeing the delicacies she had her eyes on now safely atop the wall, the leader shrieked in fury, “Damn it! Those are my men! My men! Siege the city! Siege the city and bring my men back!”

The thousands of female knights roared in response. They raised their heavy metal clubs, shouting the slogan “Raid the grain! Raid the cloth! Raid the men!” and haphazardly charged toward the city wall.

The female general who had ordered the retrieval of Gu Xiechen and the others changed her expression. She shouted sharply, “Prepare for battle!” then turned her full attention toward the four men, approaching them with a hint of shy admiration.

“Young masters, this humble servant, Qing Qie, greets you.”

“Humble servant?” Peng Hua, Siren, and Mo He glanced at Qing Qie, who was two heads taller than them, and then at her arms and thighs, which were as thick as their waists, and simultaneously took a step back.

“Where do the young masters hail from? Are you betrothed? Qing Qie was born into a warrior family, wealthy and established. I only recently came of age last year and remain unmarried. If the young masters are unattached, would you all consent to marry Qing Qie? Qing Qie will certainly cherish you all!”

Marry her—all of them?

Gu Xiechen suddenly shuddered.

Peng Hua, Siren, and Mo He stared blankly for a moment. Siren suddenly roared and threw a punch straight into Qing Qie’s face.

It was because Qing Qie could not control her overwhelming desire for the most handsome and beautiful Siren that she instinctively reached out and grabbed his private parts.

In sheer panic, Siren struck Qing Qie, sending her flying two or three zhang away.

Clang! Clang! The sound of steel being drawn was continuous as nearly a hundred nearby female soldiers simultaneously drew their personal weapons.

Tomorrow, Pig Head may need to go out to sweep graves, so today’s update will have to suffice for now. It is nearly twelve thousand characters. Please make do! H

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