Beisen Continent is one of the independent landmasses in this world. It is also the only place with few inhabited people. The year-round snow and cold here make it rare for mortals to set foot.

Although there is enough spiritual energy here, the monks below the Golden Core stage obviously cannot bear the cold. As for the monks above the Golden Core stage, they also have this spiritual energy, and there is no reason to practice in such a bad environment.

A world of ice and snow is the stereotype that Beisen Continent has given to the world all year round. This snow covers all places, even the monks' towns, they are all buildings made of snow. In the boring white, no color can be seen.

It's so inconspicuous and insignificant.

There is only one town in Beisen Continent, and it is a town composed entirely of monks. It is said that a great fire demon was suppressed below the town. Demon cultivators are a very rare existence in this world. Some people believe this legend to be true, while others scorn it.

However, the only thing that is certain is that in this town made of ice and snow, it is warm. Compared with the cold outside, its warmth is obvious. As long as you step into it, you can feel that it is like being in a furnace.

The warmth of the side.

The black-haired monk wore a white robe and flew into this town with a long sword. As soon as he landed, he enthusiastically greeted the ice cream vendor next to him, and by the way, he exchanged a high-grade spiritual stone he robbed on the road with the vendor.

A magical weapon made from the hair of the snow polar bear, a specialty of Beisen Continent.

"What is the city lord of Beisen City doing?" Mo Chuchen put away the rope-shaped magic weapon, and then asked the hawker who was in the golden elixir stage.

This snowy town actually rolled out a red carpet, and the red was really dazzling.

The vendor smiled clearly: "It's to summon a ray of spiritual thought from the ascended ancestors. I'm not a local, so I'm afraid I don't know that Beisen City has the habit of contacting the ancestors every year, although it is not successful every year.

, but once successful, there will be people in the city who will be promoted by spiritual thoughts, and their cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. Why do you think we are all gathered here? It’s just for promotion."

"Then what's going on over there?"

Mo Chuchen casually pointed out that there was really no peace in Beisen City. He stood in front of the vendor for a while and saw more than two teenagers being bundled away by a group of people. The teenagers disappeared without even having time to call out.

.

"They are people from Zhenbao Pavilion." The vendor was not surprised: "These young men are the mortals collected by Zhenbao Pavilion as sacrifices. They are quite handsome and I heard they have good qualifications. It's a pity that Lan Yan is unlucky."

"That's it! These people are so beautiful, so many people should like them very much."

Mo Chuchen touched his chin and complained: "What ancestor, summoning a beautiful sacrifice once, maybe there is no ulterior motive?"

"Isn't that right? In the past, many outsiders wanted to save these people with passion, but in the end they ended up being miserable..."

The hawker was about to gossip about the fate of those stupid young men in the past. When he looked up, the young monk who was in front of him had disappeared. The street was still a white theme. The monks coming and going did not care about what was happening in the city.

Passing by with an indifferent expression.

….

"Qiyuan, we're almost ready. It's time for you to leave with your partner."

In the attic made of ice, the young man with disheveled hair stood indifferently in front of the water mirror. He let the maids of the golden elixir stage put on their clothes without expression.

The person talking to him was a mean-looking female nun standing next to him.

Wang Qiyuan, he is one of the mortal boys recruited by Zhenbao Pavilion. Because he is obedient enough, he has received a lot of preferential treatment and has lived very comfortably these years. In a few days, he will turn 18. Once he reaches that age

, he will also be sent to the altar of the city lord by the Treasure Pavilion, just like his partners in previous years.

The Treasure Pavilion is an organization organized by the city lord to collect sacrifices. When every mortal was brought here, they were only eleven or twelve years old. In the Treasure Pavilion, everyone ate the same food, wore the same clothes, and did the same things.

"Don't try to escape like those idiots. I will put you at the back when the time comes. At least your chances of survival will be much higher." The speaker put a white cloak on Wang Qiyuan's body, and then took it with him

The maids left the room one by one.

In their eyes, there was no sympathy for mortals or for the young people in the Treasure Pavilion. Their eyes were more like looking at exquisite ornaments than living people.

Wang Qiyuan's heart was slightly touched, and finally he stared at the water mirror with an expressionless face. In the water mirror, he was wearing a white undershirt and trousers, with an exquisite lock-shaped necklace hanging around his neck. This exquisite white cloak made his thin body

Wrapped up, in the water mirror he looked very much like the kind of beautiful clay figures in the hands of street vendors, the kind that were also wrapped in beautiful silk.

The feeling of powerlessness suddenly surged into Wang Qiyuan's heart. He still remembered the horror of the people in the village when he was taken away. As a mortal, he was unable to resist.

In a trance, he vaguely saw a person very similar to himself standing behind him in the mirror. He was startled, turned around, and happened to be face to face with that person.

"Good morning!" The man who suddenly appeared was sitting next to him without noticing anything, eating sweet fruit. Facing Wang Qiyuan's wary gaze, he still went his own way.

"Who are you?" Wang Qiyuan was confused. Only then did he realize that the other person not only looked exactly like him, but also wore exactly the same clothes and had the same lock on his neck.

"Monk who takes your place, where do you want to go?" Mo Chuchen said as he ate the translucent jelly-like sweet fruit.

"Where can I go? What can you do on my behalf? You'd better get out now, or I'll call someone." Wang Qiyuan was like a little beast seeing a stranger, trying to drive away the enemy with unintimidating words.

"Don't worry, I've set up a magic circle around you, and others won't be able to notice it. Where do you want to go?"

"What do I care about where I want to go?"

"Do you like to be a sacrifice? Well, considering personal preferences, it is understandable to change people. Oh, what a pity."

"How can I like this kind of thing? Don't talk to yourself and define some weird labels for me."

Wang Qiyuan struggled a few times in his heart. Although the person in front of him looked unreliable, what if what the other person said was true?

"So, do you want to go home?" Mo Chuchen knew that the other party was hesitant: "If you want to go back, I can send you back, or I can give you basic training techniques. Your bones are very suitable for training."

"Well, then, both sides will die anyway, if you didn't lie to me."

Although Wang Qiyuan couldn't figure out the situation, the appearance of this man was his only hope. There seemed to be no other way except to give it a try.

Mo Chuchen grabbed Wang Qiyuan and sent him directly back to the mountain village in his memory. He also gave him some silver coins and cultivation secrets.

By the time he returned to Beisen Continent, it was already three days later.

As soon as he showed up, he was caught by a group of guards from the city lord and unceremoniously thrown back into the Treasure Pavilion.

"Why are you so reluctant to escape? Where can you escape to? Apart from Beisen City, there is no place in Beisen Continent suitable for mortals to live."

Several Jindan-level maids shook their heads and sighed at Mo Chuchen, their eyes full of disappointment: "I thought you were a good person, but I didn't expect you to be so inconsiderate. You have to know that if you run away, the city lord will definitely not be able to get around you.

Ours. We will be in dire straits when the time comes.”

"..." It turns out that this Treasure Pavilion has a reward and punishment mechanism!

Mo Chuchen did not speak. Wang Qiyuan usually had nothing to say when facing these female cultivators. Naturally, he would not easily destroy his character.

After the female cultivators complained, they left with unfulfilled intentions. These days, they were all frightened when looking for Wang Qiyuan, fearing that the city lord would ask. Fortunately, he was wandering around the city.

Three days later, Mo Chuchen received feedback from the small system, which had adjusted his favorability to the highest level.

[It’s strange that after I raised my favorability level to 100 at the same time, all the raider girls disappeared. They were in a hurry and didn’t know what they wanted to do]

"You don't have to worry about this, just pretend to be a good character!" Mo Chuchen knew that after they were both very fond of each other, these three female guides would definitely have to fight each other. After all, luck can only belong to one person.

[I always feel bad. The luck value I gave them is higher than that of the children of luck! Such luck will destroy the balance. 】

"What we want is for them to have capital to spend, so you can feel at ease."

The next day, Mo Chuchen was called by the maids early, and he was taken to more than twenty teenagers. Each of those teenagers was a mortal with extraordinary looks, but all of them had gloomy expressions.

"Getting ready to go to the altar."

The maid shouted loudly and used whips to drive the young men towards the city lord's mansion. Some of them didn't want to go, so the maid used the whip in her hand to hit them hard until their skin and flesh were torn, and then she dragged them away.

The altar of the City Lord's Mansion is a secret realm located in a pool. The teenagers were pushed into the pool like dumplings, and then were directly transported to the secret realm.

Mo Chuchen also followed the teenagers to the secret realm. The secret realm was not big. It was a narrow grotto. There were passages on the left and right of the grotto. If you walked along the passage, whether from the left or the right, you would eventually reach a stone hall.

inside.

The teenagers lined up in a long queue with tacit understanding and stepped into the stone hall in an orderly manner.

What surprised Mo Chuchen was that there were three familiar female cultivators standing in the stone hall.

They are Ruan Yingying, Yun Xixi and Leng Yan. These three people stood quietly in the middle, their eyes closed, like corpses that had stopped breathing.

The young men who were sacrificed were shocked when they saw these three people, and then they carefully observed the situation of the three people.

Mo Chuchen remembered that the system said yesterday that they were missing, but he did not expect that this person would come here, and if he looked carefully, they would see that all their luck was gone.

Although the Raider women are not very kind in their actions, they are also lucky, but now their luck has disappeared. It is obvious that this has something to do with the wild system.

At this moment, a strong wind blew in the stone hall, and all the young men trapped in the stone hall suddenly lost their consciousness and could not move.

A black space-time crack suddenly appeared next to the three female nuns. In the crack, countless gears were spinning. They seemed to want to come to the stone hall, but were blocked by invisible barriers.

Three incomplete gears floated out from the Raider Girl's body. They turned the collected energy into sharp sword blades, opening a larger hole in the space-time rift.

Finally, one, two, three..., the systems filed in, a total of twenty systems poured in, and the space-time rift healed and turned back into a space-time barrier.

【What's going on? Breaking the barrier so quickly?】

The wild system that had just come from another world did not synchronize its memory with the system in this world, and it was puzzled by this.

[I gained a lot of luck unexpectedly. Okay, let’s quickly pick a few suitable people. These people have good qualifications and will definitely be able to reach the stage of divine transformation. It will also be convenient for the children of luck to steal the position of heaven.]

The wild system answers and synchronizes its memory at the same time.

Regarding the three Yunxixi people, in fact, after they discovered that their favorability levels reached 100 at the same time, they immediately decided to abandon all three of them.

After all, luck has been obtained, and Gu Leng will die sooner or later, so there is no need for them to waste energy on fighting among themselves.

It can be said that as a tool player, the guide girl was directly treated as garbage by the wild system.

"What's going on? I can't possess you!"

At this time, the new system discovered something was wrong. When they wanted to bind, they were unable to contact the souls of these teenagers and were directly bounced back by an invisible barrier.

"how so?"
To be continued...