To celebrate the centennial of the Divine Realm, lanterns and decorations adorned the entire realm, creating a lively and festive atmosphere. Yuan Mo gazed at the joyous scene with curiosity, feeling as if he were in the mortal world.
This place seems different from what our ancestors described!
Yuan Mo stood silently at the city gate, unsure of where to go.
"Newcomer?" Suddenly, a voice broke his confusion. He looked up and saw the city gate guard staring at him sternly. Having been pampered in the mortal realm for thousands of years, he felt a long-forgotten sense of nervousness upon seeing the guard's serious expression.
"Yes, I just ascended from the Primordial Chaos Realm." Being new to the place, Yuan Mo lowered his arrogance and became respectful.
Then he saw the guard look down at the black board in his hand, tap his fingers a few times, and finally nod. "Yuan Mo, two thousand years old, from the Guiyuan Sect of the Hunyuan Realm."
Yuan Mo was shocked. What kind of divine object was that that could reveal his information?
"My lord, may I ask what this is all about?"
The guard put away the blackboard, his tone gentle. "I'm sorry, it's the centennial of the New Era, and security needs to be strengthened in all areas. If you want to enter the city, you'd better report to the Alliance office first, otherwise you'll find it difficult to move an inch in the Divine Realm."
"The Alliance Office?" Yuan Mo was taken aback. He had a feeling that something was off about the Divine Realm. He checked the immortal power within his body; it was indeed the Divine Realm, but why was its style so ordinary?
“You can think of this as a government office in the mortal realm. If you want to live peacefully in the divine realm, there are some rules you must follow.” After saying that, the guard turned around and took out a small booklet from the table next to him. “These are the new rules of the divine realm personally written by Chief Ange. You should study them as soon as you enter the city.”
Yuan silently picked up the booklet and walked through the city gate with a head full of questions. He opened the booklet and was immediately overwhelmed by the list of rules.
I was a recognized genius in the lower realm, and I never followed any rules for many years. But when I came to the God Realm, I was subjected to a bunch of rules and regulations. It's ridiculous!
The guard watched Yuan Mo walk a short distance before tossing the booklet into his spatial storage, seemingly unsurprised by such behavior. "How long do you think it will take for that kid to be taught to be a god?"
Another guard scoffed, "Arriving in the Divine Realm at the age of two thousand mortals, not bad talent. I bet this kid won't last ten days." Over the years, he had seen it clearly: the better the talent, the shorter the time they could stay in the Divine Realm.
Yuan Mo was unaware of the bet between the two. At this moment, looking at the bustling street, his confusion deepened.
A hundred years ago, when our ancestors descended, they said that immortals have almost no worldly desires. Even in places where immortals gather, there are only a few small vendors on the streets. But this place is clearly different from what our ancestors described.
Yuan Mo had some doubts; perhaps his ancestor had never visited a prosperous town in the Divine Realm, which led to this misunderstanding. This place must be the largest town in the Divine Realm, or a territory under the rule of a certain aristocratic family.
Just as he was hesitating whether to inquire about which faction this was, he saw a dispute suddenly break out ahead. Adhering to the principle of observing more, he pushed his way into the crowd.
"It's you again! How come I have to run into you in this godforsaken place... It's been a hundred years, and your ugly divine pet still can't forget my Xiao Ai."
"Pah! My little darling has high standards. Sweetheart, come home with Mommy! You ugly thing, don't lunge forward, you'll embarrass me, you'll be so embarrassing!"
The two divine pets chased each other, and their owners were equally unwilling to give in, verbally attacking each other with their hands on their hips, and finally even coming to blows. You kick me, I punch you.
However, the two immortal lords didn't use any magical techniques; their fight was even less intense than a mortal's, making Yuan Mo's eyebrows twitch. The thought that the conflict stemmed from two beast pets unable to transform made his teeth ache even more.
The onlookers, seeing that the fight had gone too far, quickly intervened, saying, "Stop fighting! If you keep going, the Alliance's enforcement team will be here."
The two were pulled apart by onlookers, but they still struggled to kick each other.
Yuan Mo couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he used his immortal power to pull the two apart. Then, he and Yuan Mo each used a spell to trap the two immortals in place. He didn't understand why the immortal lords of the Divine Realm had to make such a simple matter so complicated.
Having just used his magic, the immortal lords who had been arguing suddenly fell silent, and the surrounding immortal lords looked at each other in bewilderment, staring at Yuan Mo as if he were a fool.
Yuan Mo's heart skipped a beat, a bad feeling creeping over him. "W-what's wrong?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a group of celestial beings dressed in strange attire approached. "Who just used magic?"
The two immortal lords, who had been arguing, now pointed at Yuan Mo in unison, "Him!"
Yuan Mo swallowed hard, never expecting to offend a powerful force on his very first day in the Divine Realm. He cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, attempting to explain, "I merely wished to stop a fight."
One of the parties involved scoffed, "What we did was just a disagreement; we were careful with our actions. If we really had any grudges, we would have settled it in the virtual arena long ago. And you, instead of trying to mediate, why did you use some kind of magic?"
Another immortal chimed in, “That’s right, we’ve been arguing for over a hundred years, we’re used to it. If you want to watch the show, then watch, but don’t drag us into it. Your Honor, we only lightly struck each other, it didn’t even count as mutual fighting. Besides, we don’t even know this kid, we’re innocent!”
Yuan Mo felt increasingly uneasy as he listened. This divine realm was too strange and didn't match what his ancestor had said at all.
The lead enforcer glanced at Yuan Mo. "New here? Didn't you read the rules of the Divine Realm properly after entering the city? You can't use magic indiscriminately within the city. Considering you're new, I'll detain you for five days. You two are disrupting order, so you'll be detained for ten days. Any objections?"
"No, no, we'll listen to the adults."
Yuan Mo wanted to make a move, but he knew he was powerless to resist, so he could only resign himself to following the law enforcement team. At the same time, he planned to ask the two ungrateful troublemakers about this force.
Ten days later, Yuan Mo squatted in a corner, staring blankly at the bustling street.
The Alliance Enforcement Department treated him, a newcomer who had made a minor mistake, quite kindly; rather than detaining him, it was more like giving him a training session. After the training, he finally realized that this wasn't the very center of the Divine Realm, but a remote town far from the center. The Alliance office wasn't a single power, but a branch of the Divine Realm Alliance, which governed the entire Divine Realm.
After leaving the office, despite having received considerable ideological education, he still couldn't accept the reality of the divine realm.
Why does the Divine Realm feel so down-to-earth? If it weren't for the surging immortal power emanating from the pancake vendor, he would have thought it was some mortal town where no one cultivates immortality. In fact, in the towns under their sect, they could occasionally see cultivators in the sky.
Why do the immortal lords of the divine realm pursue pleasure so much? Shouldn't immortals be free from desires?
Why are the immortals working so hard? Some are working, some are cultivating, they wish they could stretch one day into two. Aren't immortals supposed to be carefree and leisurely?
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