When system cheat becomes rampant!

"Come and see, come and marvel! Wool sweaters made from ice silk naturally produced by the five-thousand-year-old elders of the Sheepen Race, soft, elastic, glossy, capable of withstanding a deadly strike from a mid-stage Heavenly Connection expert! The top choice for keeping young ones close and protected!"

"The Purple Duck Pear from the ten-thousand-year-old purple pear tree grown atop the hundred-thousand-year glacier, nurtured over millennia, heals old wounds and purges fire poison. Gift it to relatives, elders, or friends—this holiday, don't receive gifts, only accept Purple Duck Pears!"

"Fragrant green tea, plucked from the ninety-thousand-year-old tea trees of Heavenly Silkworm Mountain, invigorates and refreshes, moistens the lungs, aids cultivation, and enhances perception! The exclusive designated beverage of the Dao Palace Martial Arena, selling ten billion cups a year, enough cups to circle the Dao Palace territory eight hundred times!"

...

The wide array of magical items left Xiang Beifei in disbelief.

All those setting up stalls here were low-level practitioners of the Yi Trib, many of whom were selling things from their ancestors. Due to the abundance of immortals in the Edge Corner Airspace, it seemed that everything started with a time span of ten thousand years.

Selling fallen horns and shed snake skins seemed like child's play. Xiang Beifei even saw people selling arms and fingernails.

Even selling ancestral remains!

This left him stunned.

More precisely, it was the old bodies that remained.

The one selling the ancestral remains was a young man from the Heavenly Silkworm Race. This race was very unique; once they cultivated to the Immortal Realm, with each advancement in cultivation, they would undergo a rebirth.

The rebirth process was simple: encase themselves in a cocoon, and then the divine soul breaks out from the chrysalis, emerging with a new body, leaving the old body behind.

The old bodies left behind by the millennia-old ancestors seemed precious, but in reality, nearly every Immortal Realm expert of the Heavenly Silkworm Race would leave behind a pile of bodies. They couldn't even make use of them themselves, so they'd have the younger generations sell them, knowing there would always be someone interested.

Whether they were burned to ash to refine pills, or skinned and dismembered to craft artifacts, it didn't matter much. Earning a little breath soil was still quite good.

Here, using a millennia-old ancestor's body to exchange for some breath soil seems way too worthwhile!

Seeing the young man ardently advertising his ancestor's body for sale left Xiang Beifei wide-eyed and utterly thunderstruck!

The figure, resembling an elderly man with white hair, was encased in crystal-clear silk, appearing serene and with a healthy complexion, as if just sleeping.

Then it was simply displayed for sale, complete with a finely packaged gift box.

In Xiang Beifei's eyes—it looked more like a coffin?

On the coffin—no, the packaging box—there was even a tag saying "Ancestor of the Heavenly Silkworm, 10% Off!"

Truly a filial act.

However, a millennia-old Heavenly Silkworm ancestor body required five acres of land, which was quite expensive for many practitioners.

Xiang Beifei wasn't interested either, as it wasn't enough to refine a spiritual power crystal of the early Immortal Realm.

"Truly, the world is vast, and there's nothing too strange to witness."

Xiang Beifei felt that he was running out of eyes.

Many things were priced clearly, and most were purchased with breath soil. However, not all transactions involved an entire inch of breath soil; for instance, the fragrant green tea could be bought with just ten grains of breath soil sand per cup, relying on small profits and quick sales.

Xiang Beifei couldn't resist buying four cups of fragrant green tea out of curiosity, but just as he was about to pay, He Qing already paid with forty grains of breath soil.

"I have my own soil," Xiang Beifei said.

"Kids shouldn't waste soil. Save your soil, and develop the good habit of hoarding soil. You'll understand how hard it is for adults to earn soil in the future," He Qing said coolly.

"..."

Xiang Beifei rolled his eyes and handed a cup of fragrant tea to He Qing.

"I don't drink. Give it to Youmong," He Qing replied.

Youmong happily extended a small twig, rolled it into a hollow shape, and used it as a straw to drink.

With the remaining two cups, he quietly handed them to Xiaohei and Erha while He Qing wasn't looking, then used a formation to make them invisible.

Xiang Beifei took a sip of the green tea, and it indeed tasted quite nice, very unique, sweet upon entrance, with an endless aftertaste.

"There are many people here, you'll need to suppress your cultivation, or others might suspect your origins."

He Qing patted Xiang Beifei's shoulder, and suddenly white crane down grew on Xiang Beifei's face, with crane feathers on his wrists, and even a few red hairs stood out among his black hair, making him particularly noticeable.

With the traits of the crane race, it meant Xiang Beifei was not an Immortal Realm expert but more like a Heavenly Connection crane race junior.

They quickly stopped in front of an extremely enormous building.

This was a very mysterious building, with a solemn and majestic gate supported by red stone pillars as its beam. At the center of the gate hung a circular plaque displaying a black-and-white Yin-Yang fish, through which a powerful and majestic aura flowed.

The two bold characters "Dao Palace" were extremely striking.

This is the center of Divine Feather City, Dao Palace!

Divine Feather City is one of the public cities established by Dao Palace, under the management of Dao Palace.

Dao Palace symbolizes majesty and is also the grandest building in this city.

In front of the Dao Palace's square stood a sky-reaching stele, imposing and grand, engraved with names that gleamed brightly, clearly visible.

Earth Ranking!

A total of two hundred names, detailing which race they are from and their age this year, all written clearly.

To appear on the Earth Ranking signifies being a notable young prodigy in the entire Edge Corner Airspace, all under a thousand years old. To achieve such accomplishments at such a young age is greatly enviable!

As for the Heavenly Ranking, it only exists in important cities, and for many cultivators in the Edge Corner Airspace, it is considered a supreme deity out of reach.

At this moment, the Dao Palace was bustling with people, coming and going, with many engaged in lively discussions that sounded quite exciting.

"Today, the Crane Clan's young prodigy, He Qing, ranked one hundred eighty-eight on the Earth Ranking, will make an appearance!"

"An Earth Ranking genius! Truly remarkable. I've heard she's not yet five hundred years old? Being able to squeeze into the Earth Ranking at such a young age, I wonder if she'll be even stronger ten years from now."

"Hard to say, let's see how it goes."

"Oh, she's coming! She's coming!"

...

When He Qing walked by, many Yi Tribe cultivators' gazes fell upon her; most of the onlookers had yet to reach the Immortal Realm, having come specifically to broaden their horizons.

For a moment, He Qing became the focus of the world's admiration.

Ranked one hundred eighty-eight on the Earth Ranking!

The Edge Corner Airspace is home to tens of thousands of races, with countless powerful Immortal Realm experts, and it's extremely difficult for young people to make it onto the Earth Ranking, as they seldom see these young prodigies.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on He Qing, and they were indifferent to Xiang Beifei beside her, a mere Crane Clan junior. Heavenly Connection experts were too common in Divine Feather City, a dime a dozen on the streets, a junior with Crane Clan traits was not worth mentioning.

"Speaking of which, you're here to guard the ranking, such an important matter; I thought your clan would send several people to cheer you on, at least your father should come."

"He got injured, so I didn't let him come. I can handle such a trivial matter." He Qing replied.

"I see!"

Xiang Beifei held a cup of green tea and nodded slightly, indifferent to others' gazes.

Walking up the steps into the Dao Palace's gate, a middle-aged man quickly approached; his hair was spiky, belonging to the Hedgehog Race, a Heavenly Connection expert, responsible for daily reception and affairs at the Dao Palace in Divine Feather City.

As a Dao Palace staff member, he held a significant position. Although his cultivation was merely at the Heavenly Connection level, he didn't show undue subservience toward He Qing, but politely cupped his hands, "I am Qian Fu, the steward of Divine Feather City's Dao Palace, Miss He Qing, I have been awaiting your arrival, this way please."

He Qing's scheduled time was today, and naturally, the Dao Palace was well-prepared, providing a venue for any challengers to come today.

"Thank you for your efforts."

He Qing followed Qian Fu inside.

However, at this time, He Qing didn't notice that a few sinister gazes in the crowd had been fixed on her until she disappeared around the corner.

"A Crane Clan genius, He Qing, four hundred eighty-nine years old, mid-Immortal phase. Coming to guard the ranking this time, I reckon He Yunfang must have given her the Divine Phoenix Bone."

Ying Changhong stood there, his gaze gloomy.

Because yesterday, he had been wounded by the Divine Phoenix Bone!

"The Divine Phoenix Bone, so the Crane Clan actually possesses this, then I would gladly accept it."

Beside him, a young man holding a fan snapped it open, and a hint of greed flickered in his eyes.