You Are Already Level 9999, And The Outside World Is Only Level 30

Chapter 1: Hundred Thousand Forbidden Mountains

Eastern Wilderness.

Vast Tide Kingdom.

Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Summer Garden!

Xia Fan carried a bucket in his hand, going one by one to the pond to feed the fish.

In the large pond, there was a dense group of fish swimming around - large whitefish, small eels, black carp...

The most obvious among them were two half-meter long Golden Loaches, currently surrounded by a group of fish. It could also be said that the two Golden Loaches were leading the other fish to eat.

Xia Fan was already accustomed to this scene, and his gaze turned to the two artificial mountains in the center of the pond, covered in moss. Behind a few old turtles, a group of small turtles seemed to have been waiting for food for a long time.

Xia Fan grabbed a handful of food and sprinkled it onto the artificial mountains, then turned his gaze to the fruit forest behind him.

The lush fruit forest had many green birds perched on the branches. One green-headed parrot occasionally stared below, as if on guard against something.

Smack!

Xia Fan patted the long tongue of the large black dog behind him and said, "Da Ha, go guard the gate!"

"Ma Bao Village, come eat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a neighing sound suddenly came from the wind. A well-fed and strong white horse rushed to Xia Fan's side, taking the place of the large black dog.

After completing all of this, Xia Fan finally relaxed and picked a few fruits from the fruit tree before walking back to the small courtyard.

Inside the house in the small courtyard, the table was filled with small dishes.

A young girl held the last pot of soup and said, "Young Master, are you done with your tasks?"

"Mhmm, Xiao Wu'er, have you learned how to make soup?"

Xia Fan rubbed his hands and looked at the young girl in front of him. She was not tall, and although she was full of energy, he was still afraid that she might not be used to it.

After all, this young girl was just like him, or rather, not quite the same. She was a creature he had recently picked up from the system world.

Xia Fan was not originally from this world. He was originally a passionate and hopeful youth on Earth, but due to a short life and an accident, he woke up in this world.

This world was different from Earth. It was a cultivation world where martial arts reigned supreme.

In such a world, to be honest, Xia Fan was full of dreams at first!

After all, in this world, he could cultivate. He thought that with his experience from his previous life and the wisdom of a modern person, he wouldn't do too poorly.

Who knows, he might even become a powerful figure like in the mythical stories, living a long life!

But he had thought too simply.

Just recalling the cultivation assessment he participated in at a certain sect, he couldn't even pass as a menial disciple. Originally, he didn't accept it, but now he thought about the three-meter tall grave grass that he was on par with, and he didn't know whether to be grateful or not.

Fortunately, fate wasn't too bad to him.

One day not long after he returned, a system suddenly awakened within his body.

Although this system couldn't make him rise to power immediately, it at least allowed him to live a peaceful life in this world where people were like knives and fish meat.

Every day, he would complete tasks and explore the system's world, which had flowers and grass. These things were enough to satisfy his needs in life!

Especially when he completed the annual task, he would have the opportunity to open a special world within the system that surpassed the ordinary world of daily tasks. If he could persist for ten years, the system had said that he would be able to break free from his mortal cocoon and possess the appearance of cultivation!

Today, he had already persisted for eight years!

He was about to make it through!

"Xiao Wu'er, don't worry, Young Master will find a way to restore your memories in the future!"

At the dining table, Xia Fan finished eating and handed a fruit to Xiao Wu'er.

This girl had a tough life. He had found her in a ten-thousand-mile snow-capped mountain ice cave in the special world last year.

At that time, it seemed like she had been frozen, and during the process of saving her, she even resisted a little. His hand had become numb. When she returned, she only remembered her own name. It was so pitiful.

Xia Fan swore that after he embarked on the path of cultivation, he would definitely join a prestigious sect. When the time came to help Xiao Wu'er regain her memories, he would definitely see what kind of family could be so heartless as to abandon such a cute Xiao Wu'er in the ten-thousand-mile snow-capped mountain.

At this moment, a rooster crowed from the backyard.

"Young Master, I'll go feed the chickens!"

"Okay, see if Er Ha is causing trouble. I also need to go out for a bit, I have some things to do."

After Xia Fan finished speaking, he grabbed a hammer from the corner of the wall and walked out of the door.

...

Outside the house, Xia Fan had just stepped out of the Summer Garden.

Suddenly, the entire courtyard changed its atmosphere.

The fish in the pond were flipping and rolling, and two Golden Loach even jumped onto the shore.

The old turtle on the rockery stared, while the birds in the trees circled and chirped in mid-air.

The chickens in the courtyard kept clucking, and a big black dog chased after them, barking from time to time.

The big white horse eating by the pond suddenly looked up towards the gate of the small courtyard.

Suddenly, with a loud sound, a majestic aura flashed under its hooves, as if the sound of the Great Dao.

"Er Gouzi, calm down, the mistress is about to come out!"

At this moment, the big white horse actually spoke.

"Woof!"

The big black dog that was chasing after the mother hen suddenly let out a roar, and a terrifying aura that filled the surroundings surged from its body. It seemed like it wanted to have some fun.

"Brother Er Ha, are you trying to imitate the Ancestral Dragon of the Dragon Race?"

Note: The translation provided is a literal translation and may not capture the full meaning or nuances of the original text.

On top of the artificial mountain, an old turtle was emitting a mysterious light from its shell, sweeping away all the imposing aura around it.

"Black Tortoise, speak with respect. Do you want to go to war with our Dragon Race?"

A golden loach on the shore stared at the old turtle, displeased. Suddenly, its eyes shone like the mouth of a volcano, exuding an awe-inspiring presence.

The Ancestral Dragon, who had only joined them as a brother a couple of years ago, had recently lost control of himself and jumped out of the shore, angering the owner and being stewed into the Great Dao.

"Hehe, Dragon Lord, don't be angry. What Black Tortoise said is true. Our master has become more and more terrifying lately. Now, even my fruits are ripening too quickly when I listen to his Dao sounds. Fellow Daoist Er Ha, you should also stop causing trouble!"

A giant tree in the fruit tree group, which was full of ripe fruits, unexpectedly spoke with human words. It stretched out its branches and separated the big black dog and the chicken flock.

At that moment, the door of the small courtyard had already opened.

Swoosh!

Xiao Wu'er held a bowl of grains and scattered them towards the chicken flock. He called out a few times and then held a fruit in his hand, touched the dog's head, and threw it towards the black dog.

"Er Ha, don't cause trouble, or else the young master will beat you when he comes back!"

Upon hearing this, Er Ha's dog eyes rolled, and in the next moment, he wagged his tail and ran out of the courtyard with the fruit in his mouth.

"Crafty dog!"

A green-headed parrot on a branch in the fruit forest saw the appearance of the black dog and let out a disdainful cry. A fiery red light, as if it could extinguish the heavens and the earth, suddenly flashed from its feathers.

Yin—

In the next second, a newly grown orchid grass below trembled its leaves. "Sparrow Lord, calm down!"

...

Not far from the Summer Garden, at the foot of the southern mountain, there was a small city named Wu City.

In the center of Wu City, there was a building, a teahouse where cultivators often resided.

Today, as usual, many people came and went in the teahouse. They habitually looked towards the storyteller's platform.

There, a storyteller wearing a white silk crown was now pouring tea. After taking a sip, he began to speak.

"Continuing from the previous chapter, it is said that in the Hundred Thousand Forbidden Mountains, there is a true immortal!"

"It is rumored that the immortal resides in the mountains, standing three zhang and ten chi tall, with three heads and six arms. There are ferocious beasts lurking when sitting down, not harming ordinary people but devouring cultivators!"

"Recently, three Heavenly Core cultivators from the Tyrant Blade Sect went to the mountains despite the rumors."

"Guess what happened?"

As the storyteller said this, he slammed the table, and the tea drinkers below immediately showed thoughtful expressions.

"It is said that the fate of the three is unknown. Just as they entered the mountains for a hundred meters, passersby heard screams!"

Someone spoke up, and there was a small Daoist with a dusting whisk beside him, seemingly having heard something about this matter.

Upon hearing this, many people believed it to some extent.

"No, that's not it!"

Only the storyteller shook his head slowly after hearing this.

Taking another sip of tea, he continued, "The three cultivators did not meet an unknown fate, nor did they enter the mountains for a hundred meters. They were just taking their first step when two died and one was injured!"

"Two of them were eaten by the ferocious beasts in the mountains, and the one who escaped had both arms torn off. After coming out, he became insane!"

The storyteller sighed after saying this.

Someone listened and found it somewhat unbelievable, raising a question, "They were only at the first step, and such horrifying things happened. Isn't that comparable to hell on earth?"

"Sir, could it be that you heard it wrong and are just fooling us?"

Compared to the storyteller's explanation, he believed the Daoist a bit more.

After all, as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he deeply understood the horror of Heavenly Core experts. How could they disappear just like that?

Could it be that they really believed there was an immortal among them?

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist, if you don't believe it, you can go and try it yourself. After all, the Hundred Thousand Forbidden Mountains are only dozens of miles away from our Wu City!"

Unexpectedly, the storyteller did not refute the words of the Foundation Establishment cultivator. He just replied with this sentence.

"I..."

Upon hearing this, the latter was immediately at a loss for words.

He was just a small Foundation Establishment cultivator. People had spread such terrifying rumors about the Hundred Thousand Forbidden Mountains, even saying that even Divine Core old monsters had perished there.

If he were to go, wouldn't it be the same as giving his cultivation for nothing? Therefore, the Foundation Establishment cultivator did not dare to argue with the storyteller.

"Elder Yu, let's go!"

Upon hearing the storyteller's words, a masked woman in white suddenly spoke up from a corner of the teahouse.

"Master, do we really have to go?"

Elder Yu's hunched body had an unnatural expression on his face.

The woman in white shook her head slightly, "Several years ago, our sect's sacred object was taken into the mountains by the ancestor. Elder Yu, you also know that if we want to revive our sect, this trip is unavoidable."

After the young girl finished speaking, her graceful figure appeared in mid-air in the next second.

Elder Yu could only shake his head and follow suit in mid-air.

"Flight through empty space!"

"Heavenly Core cultivators!"

Some people in the teahouse saw this phenomenon and were suddenly shocked, showing expressions of awe.

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