I Have No Qualifications, The System Asked Me To Marry A Wife To Practice

Staying overnight at Fumu Mountain Port is a very special experience. There is no curfew here, and the commercial atmosphere is strong. Even at night, there are many places to visit. Spiritual energy technology is widely applied, and there are even streetlights. It is more like a modern city with an ancient style.

This kind of modern city-like nightlife doesn't have much impact on Chu Shen because he has lived in such an environment before. On the other hand, Shu Rong Shangguan, due to emotional deficiency, does not easily show a surprised expression. However, it is the first time for Li Jinrong and Lu Wuxia, and they are very excited.

Chu Shen thought to himself that since he came to participate in the Alchemy Grand Ceremony just to try to make a name for himself, there was no need for any special calculations. He might as well take the opportunity to have a good time with the women.

The Fumu Mountain Port at night seems to be even more bustling than during the day. There are many non-human races among the crowd, and you can even see strange beings like stone people and tree people.

They bought some special sweet wine in a tavern and casually asked about the map of the town.

The shop owner smiled and said, "You must have heard that we have a Heavenly Gate in Fumu Mountain. Those strange people are from the other side of the Heavenly Gate. It seems that life is not easy over there, they fight every day. When they couldn't bear it anymore, they ran to us for refuge. After discussions among the immortals of the Yuwang Sect and other sects, they allowed them to come over, that's why there are so many people here."

While drinking the sweet wine, Chu Shen asked in surprise, "Aren't you worried that they will take over your place and refuse to leave?"

Large-scale immigration of different races has always brought various instabilities and dangers, even signs of genocide. Not to mention the black-skinned and bald-headed people spreading everywhere in the modern society on Blue Star, let's just talk about the most tragic Native Americans in history. Such a large homeland, so many people, all were cruelly harmed by the shameless white people. Anyone who sees it would sigh that demons exist in this world.

"Oh, that won't happen. The immortals have been carefully selected," the shop owner said without any worries, pointing to the stone people and tree people. "They are the kind who are very honest. They can stay in one place just like stones and trees, and the places they stay often have some benefits, such as more minerals or fertile land."

He pointed to some creatures that were similar to humans but had pointed long ears and were generally beautiful, like the race of elves in Western fantasy.

"They have a peaceful temperament and like to live in the forest. Not only can they make the forest more abundant, but they are also particularly skilled in wood carving and jewelry making. What's most special is that they have long lifespans and are not easily fertile. Why should we worry that they will take over our resources due to reproduction and other needs?"

Oh? Isn't this just elves?

The shop owner pointed to some other different races and introduced them to Chu Shen. Generally, they have a mild temperament and dislike conflicts. There are also some types with special skills. It seems that the Yuwang Sect and other sects in Fumu Mountain have indeed been carefully selected.

"Of course, there are also some really bad guys who are ugly and evil. Even now, there are quite a few hiding near Fumu Mountain and occasionally come out to cause trouble for people!"

Speaking of this, the shop owner became a bit indignant.

Chu Shen had already finished a bowl of sweet fermented wine and, upon hearing that there was more to the story, ordered another bowl: "What happened?"

The shop owner sighed, "That was a long time ago, when Tianmen had just opened and the immortal elders of the Yuwang Sect and other sects hadn't had time to seal it. The first creatures that came through the gate were small, ugly monsters with green skin and dirty bodies. They were about the size of children and were called 'goblins' by the people on the other side of the gate."

These creatures weren't very powerful and could be bullied by children when they were alone, but they became very fierce when they gathered in groups. They not only killed and robbed, but also raped women, and their reproduction rate was extremely fast.

It is said that some women who were taken by them and rescued seven days later had already been forced to give birth to three little monsters.

When everyone realized something was wrong, there were already a large number of these monsters. Even though the immortal masters took action and killed most of them, there were still many that scattered and took refuge in various places in the Fumu Mountain.

Even until now, we are still struggling with how to eradicate them. It's as troublesome as dealing with rats!" Chu Shen frowned, "Powerful cultivators have strong divine senses, searching mountains and investigating seas is not a problem. Let alone rats, even cockroaches can be wiped out completely. It all depends on whether they are willing to do it. The Yuwang Sect and other sects have a great reputation, so why can't they eradicate them?"

The shop owner smiled bitterly, "Those bad creatures are not just rats or cockroaches. They also have brains and are very good at hiding. The Yuwang Sect once organized an expedition and discovered a group of monsters hidden deep inside the mountains. The most crucial thing is that there are mineral deposits inside the mountains that can shield divine senses, which they use to evade capture. It shows how cunning they are."

"And these monsters reproduce so quickly. As long as they are not completely eradicated, if they find an opportunity to develop, they will soon be everywhere... It can be said that in these years, we have put in a lot of effort on Fumu Mountain to deal with these things."

After finishing his sweet fermented wine, Chu Shen listened to the shop owner's rambling for a while before leaving the tavern.

This world of Dongxuan Tian is truly bizarre. Although the cultivators who seek immortality and enlightenment occupy the top, and humans are considered the protagonists of the world, the deeper one goes, the more complex the elements become. It's difficult to fully describe in words.

This is probably the inevitable consequence of being adjacent to countless otherworldly realms.

However, as a foreigner myself, it seems that I don't have the right to say anything. In a sense, it is through the communication with Dongxuan Tian and many other celestial realms that he holds a very tolerant attitude towards the races and affairs of the other world, which allows him to establish a foothold in this world smoothly.

Of course, he definitely has an irreconcilable hatred towards creatures like goblins. They are public enemies, and their elimination is not only the wish of the natives of Dongxuan Tian, but also the wish of someone like him, a foreigner.

And he does have a little trick up his sleeve, perhaps he can be of assistance in dealing with the threat of goblins on the Moshan side. If he can successfully help resolve it, wouldn't he become famous?

As he began to ponder this idea, he suddenly heard Lu Wuxia's exclamation and quickly rushed over.

"What's wrong?"

While he was drinking sweet wine at a tavern on the street, Lu Wuxia and her two sisters were playing a ring-toss game at a stall. Of course, the ring-toss game here is not the type where you can just throw it casually and win.

There are many sharp-eyed and quick-handed werewolves among the cultivators, so traditional ring-toss games are not a way to make money here.

Therefore, the ring-toss stalls in Fumu Mountain Port have a layer of irregular airflow, requiring extremely fine sensing ability and control to hit the target accurately.

The two sisters, except for the one who is clueless, were having a great time playing.

But now, their attention was drawn to a parade passing by.