"No time for fooling around. I always feel that this place is a bit weird. I need to hurry up and practice and adapt my body." Wang Xiaohai said, "Don't turn your body to the side, you also need to practice and can't always be a drag. Even if I could deal with three high-level angels at the same time just now, I can't fight them because there are countless angels around, and you can only deal with one ordinary angel. If I entangle with the high-level angel for a while, you will be beaten to death by the ordinary angels!"
"I'm not a burden, I'm also capable!" said the Yamabi Beast, making a digging motion backwards, its horn flashing, and heading towards Wang Xiaohai.
"You are here to be bullied!" Wang Xiaohai was too lazy to even condense the wings that represented his strength. He grabbed the horn of the Yamabi beast with one hand and threw it to the ground in the square nearby.
"Bang!" The Yamabimon smashed a deep hole in the ground of the marble square, raising a cloud of dust.
A few seconds later, the Yamabi Beast flew out of the pit and continued to fight with Wang Xiaohai in the sky above the square.
"Just use all your strength!" Wang Xiaohai said to Shanshan, "Don't hold back. You can't hurt me anyway."
"Oh - you made me angry, I'm going to beat you up!" The mountain tail beast was on fire and crashed into Wang Xiaohai like a fireball. Its strength increased a lot when it was angry.
"You're here at the right time. It's just right for me to warm up." Wang Xiaohai was not afraid but smiled and went to meet him.
One day later...
Shanwei Beast was lying on the bumpy ground of the square, gasping for breath. The originally beautiful and tidy square was made as rough as the surface of a durian by Wang Xiaohai and Shanwei Beast.
Wang Xiaohai stretched his body, quickly condensing wings and then retracting them. After repeating this exercise thousands of times, he was finally satisfied: "Perfect! This time, I won't be panicked when fighting those four-winged angels again. Even with a burden like you, Shanshan, by my side, I'm not afraid."
"You still call me a burden? Let's fight again!" The mountain tail beast jumped up, stomped on the ground, and rushed towards Wang Xiaohai.
"Stop, stop fighting. You said we have been fighting for a whole day, why doesn't anyone come to check?" Wang Xiaohai stretched out his hand to stop them.
"I guess this place is off-limits." Yamabimon's intelligence had also increased significantly. After all, being with the cunning Wang Xiaohai would only lead to endless losses if he was stupid. "It's a restricted area. Otherwise, why is the scenery so monotonous?"
Wang Xiaohai took out the treasure he had taken from the Northern Main Hall from his storage ring and examined it carefully.
"I'm rich! It seems I have ten magical springs!" Wang Xiaohai put them away excitedly without even showing them to Shanshan. "And what are these shiny beads?" He held up beads that looked like glass marbles. The beads were all white, and something like clouds could be seen slowly rotating inside.
"I know this. It's something angels use for training. My old master also has a few of them. They're called divine crystals and can be used as currency." Yamabimon came closer to take a look.
"Angel Demigod currency?" Wang Xiaohai roughly counted and it seemed to be over ten thousand. He then asked, "How many Divine Crystals can buy a Divine Spring?"
"I don't know about that." The Mountain Tail Beast replied, "But it's very slow to cultivate with these divine crystals. If you use a hundred of them a day, you have to use them for tens of thousands of years before you have a chance to be promoted to a high-level four-winged angel. This means you need millions of divine crystals to be promoted. But most angels are very poor. It's a great thing for them to have a thousand divine crystals on them. If you cultivate while earning divine crystals, after a lifespan of a hundred thousand years is over, the divine fire will be extinguished and you will die." These were all told to the Mountain Tail Beast by its old master during casual conversation. Its old master complained every day that there were not enough divine crystals. He would often use up the one he got immediately and then wait eagerly for the next one.
In governing the continents, divine crystals will be distributed to the angels of each continent according to the level of tax payment and civilization. Therefore, continents with high civilization and many religions are in high demand!
Wang Xiaohai understood and thought, "If I want to be promoted to a high-level four-winged angel, I'll need a million divine crystals or more. Maybe because of my special body, I'll need more! I'll have to collect divine crystals in the future. Looking at the appearance of these ordinary angels, I killed a few of them, and none of them had divine crystals. I know how poor they are!"
"What is the salary of an angel? Has your old master mentioned it to you?" Wang Xiaohai asked Yamawei Beast.
"Of course he does, every day. His favorite topic of complaint is salary and bonuses," Shanshan replied. "Managing a low-level steam civilization continent for ten thousand years earns one hundred divine crystals. If you do a good job, you can get a little more, but it won't exceed fifty percent of the basic salary."
"One hundred Divine Crystals? Ten thousand years!" Wang Xiaohai scratched his ears, as if he suspected he had misheard. "Then an ordinary angel can only earn a thousand Divine Crystals at most after a hundred thousand years of life. Advancing to a high-level angel requires millions. How can that be enough? No wonder there are so few high-level angels!"
"Angels are also divided into races. Every hundred years, divine crystals are distributed from the family. The divine crystals obtained by the direct lineage and the side branches are different. Young masters and the like receive more divine crystals. Every ten thousand years, the race holds a competition, and divine crystals are distributed according to the strength ranking among ordinary angels." Shanwei Beast said, "However, the direct lineage members have more resources, can cultivate faster, and have secret techniques passed down. Naturally, they are stronger than ordinary members of the side branches or affiliated clans in competitions. One step ahead, every step ahead. Angels who fall behind will never be able to advance. It's just a dream."
Wang Xiaohai felt that his ascension from mortal to sub-god was still plagued by rigid social classes. As a mortal, the Awakened's families controlled the nation and its resources, prioritizing the best resources and treasures for their direct descendants. Naturally, their strength increased rapidly. Nearly all Awakened on the continent were descendants of Awakened families, and it was difficult for humble families to produce noble sons. Now, as a sub-god, he encountered the same situation again. All divine crystals and resources were seized by high-ranking angel families. Angels who didn't belong to a family were deprived of resources. The thought of cultivating to a high level with the resources of 100 divine crystals for 10,000 years was a pipe dream! Ultimately, the direct descendants of angel families would still be the majority of high-ranking angels. Even if one Awakened person were to receive the divine spring's gift and become a sub-god, it would be useless because the path to ascension was blocked, and they could only become ordinary angels at best. To advance further, they would need to obtain millions of divine crystals from powerful forces or powerful families. However, high-ranking angels from large families could easily crush ordinary angels with a single finger. How could they obtain this? He could only rely on labor, but the wages for such labor were extremely low. How could 100 divine crystals for 10,000 years be enough to advance?
The universe has become rigidly structured, and Wang Xiaohai is now powerless to break it. He can kill an angel, but he cannot break this class concept!
So, ordinary people feel the despair of not being able to ascend to the knight nobility in the future, and angelic deities feel the same despair. They are the same, but the difference is that mortals believe that angelic deities are high and mighty, beyond their reach, and believe that they are free from worries and sorrows. That's simply because they can't reach that level. Once they reach that level, they discover that their worries are even greater! Mortals' worries are gone in a hundred years, but angelic deities need to worry for tens of thousands of years!
Wang Xiaohai sighed deeply. It seems that only by reaching the pinnacle of the universe can one be free from worries!
He walked to the feet of the statue of the six-winged angel, and suddenly something strange happened!
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