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In the sky, there was a huge sun.

As the burning sun rays glared upon the land, Fang Yuan squinted his eyes and shielded them with his outstretched right hand, forming a shadow.

In the surroundings, there were flowers everywhere and birds’ chirping could be heard. There was a mild fragrance in the air.

Beneath his body, it was soft. Fang Yuan realised that his new body was lying on a patch of grass.

"Yuan!"

A voice started to approach him. Following which, the silhouette of a young lady appeared.

She wore a cloth made from animal hide and grass and could only cover half of her body, revealing her arms and leg. Since her limbs were exposed most of the time, they had a healthy tan. She was like a female leopard: fierce, graceful, sexy and dangerous.

"Yuan? Is she calling for me?"

Fang Yuan stood up and a string of memories appeared in his consciousness.

"Divisions... my race... warrior... Yuan! Is this my new identity?"

As his spiritual will shook, Fang Yuan could see himself from the corner of his eye.

He was a 20-year old young man with big eyes and a tall build. He was wearing animal hide as well and hung a bronze sword by his waist.

Mmm, this realm seemed young and underdeveloped. Most of the people lived in divisions and their craftsmanship was extremely rudimentary. Although Fang Yuan only had a bronze sword, it was already a symbol of his status. Only strong warriors in the division were worthy of such a sword.

"You’re lazing away here again!"

The female leopard-like young lady climbed up the knoll and twitched her nose as though she was unhappy.

"Ah ha..."

Fang Yuan stretched himself and stood up. "What’s up? Wei?"

Most of the people in this realm had single-word names. It indeed felt rather ancient.

"The leader of the division has called for a meeting. Hurry up!"

The lady called Wei was rushing Fang Yuan. "Because of the flood, we will have to migrate for the 3rd time..."

"Flood? Alright, I’ll come!"

As a warrior, Fang Yuan had the duty to protect his division. He quickly wiped the grass off his hair and walked with big steps. "Let’s go!"

The young lady followed and the both of them rushed like the wind. Their physical fitness was unbelievable, which shocked Fang Yuan.

The physical quality of the people in Da Qian was already impressive enough, but that of people in this realm was even better. Everyone was skilled enough to kill tigers and leopards. This was not because their realm was more superior, but merely their adaptation to survive due to the harsh conditions in the realm.

’This is comparable to how one would initially have a life expectancy of 150 years, but due to the extreme conditions in forcing their bodies to undergo intensities of more than 3 times, they would be fortunate if they could even live up to 50!’

Looking at the vibrant body of Wei, Fang Yuan was confused. "Are they just started out? With such clothing and undeveloped fire... Unfortunately, they have to encounter us just when they are slowly becoming developed. Who knows if this is good or bad for them..."

At the foot of the knoll laid their division - Shang Yang Division.

The houses were built from rattan and stones and seemed as though they would crumble in the slightest wind. Scattered houses formed the image of a village. Around the village, there were farms, planting rice. They were still using the most rudimentary equipment and methods of farming.

The men would go out and hunt and the women would tend to the farms. Kids would play in the farms or help out, and there were extremely few old people. This further confirmed Fang Yuan’s guess.

"Yuan! We’re waiting for you!"

As soon as a middle-aged man saw Fang Yuan, his eyes glistened as he started to sound the drum in his hands.

Not long after, 30 over people started to gather around and sat within the division leader’s house.

The division leader had a heavy responsibility. Since he was a public figure, he did not have many personal valuables and his house was only bigger because he had to facilitate gatherings and discussion. Everyone was seated on the ground and a small bonfire was lit in the middle. On the walls, ropes were hung around and had knots in them. There were many carvings of what seemed to be words, which made up the decoration of the room.

Fang Yuan knew that all of these were merely methods to record information.

It was a known fact that the ancient people use knots to record information. Over here, they were a little more advanced and used words as well, but there were many more methods recorded in the history books.

"Since everyone is here, I’m sure all of you know the purpose of this meeting..."

A middle-aged man walked to the centre. He was the division leader of the Yang people, Yang!

He was a 30-year old man with a tanned skin. He was covered in scars and had a dim red glow from his skin, displaying his might and potential at his peak.

As the leader of the people, he had to have strong combat power and experience to be able to lead everyone to survive in such harsh conditions!

Yang started to speak. "In recent days... the river nearest to us has overflowed a few times. I’ve sent our best swimmer to investigate. He has reported that the water level has already risen to as high as the average man. If we do not migrate, the overflowing river water will flood our land and destroy our division by next year!"

"Is there a need to migrate?"

Although there were both men and women around, all of them were either warriors or group leaders of the division and were the people with power. Even so, they hesitated as they spoke. "It’s not simple to find a suitable place to stay, where there are no ferocious wild beasts and other divisions!"

"We will spend a lot of effort and resources to migrate once more!"

"But what can we do if we do not migrate? Stare at the river as it destroys our houses and wash away our loved ones?"

...

The division was democratic. Therefore, even the division leader could not veto the decision. With that, the people under him started to argue.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing this, Yang waved his hands and stopped the fierce argument. "Also... The strongest division in the plains, Xia Division, will be sending their messenger here to discuss the flooding problem. Yuan! I’ll leave it to you to receive the messenger!"

"Alright!"

Fang Yuan felt shocked that his name was mentioned out of the blue. However, he agreed to it without hesitation.

"Let’s come to a conclusion regarding whether to migrate or not after seeing the messenger. Everyone, please return!"

...

Outside the straw house, there was a fence. In the house, other than a few hides and piles of hay, there was nothing else.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan let out a bitter smile. "Am I... a poor bloke now?"

He could not care about this for now. He took out his allocated food. There was half a rabbit and a few fruits. He immediately started eating the fruits, started a fire and roasted the rabbit.

"This realm..."

As he ate, relevant information regarding the realm appeared:

"This realm is named ’Ancient Realm’ by the Realm Alliance. It is known to be filled with concentrated realm energy within it and is only second to Da Qian Empire... Furthermore, it was rumoured that the alliance leader of the Realm Alliance, a sage, has benefited greatly from this realm for him to become a sage! Of course... this is only a rumour."

"However, this became more interesting. It was rumoured that when the sage descended into this realm, he had possessed the division leader, ’Gu’ and started a war with the witches of Jiuli Division. The people of Jiuli Divisions were extremely brave. Their leader, ’Wu’, had 3 heads and 6 arms, a bronze head and metal forehead. He was impenetrable and ate metals for survival. He had an unparalleled ability. Furthermore, there were other witches in the division, including Wind and Rain Masters who could manipulate the weather."

"Initially, the Shangyang Division was about to be wiped out. At that time, Sage was still not at the Prominent Divine stage but was still incredibly powerful. He could alter nature and create dragons and fire spirits to aid him in killing the Wind and Rain Masters before beheading Wu himself... Without a head, the blood which flowed out from Wu became a forest of maple trees. He swung his bronze sword for another 7 days without his head before dying..."

After such a though, Fang Yuan appeared solemn.

It was recorded in . "... Chi You attacked the King. In retaliation, the King brought the fight to the Ji Region. Chi You invited the Wind and Rain Masters to whip up a storm. The King then invited a deity called ’Drought Demon’ to stop the rain and kill Chi You!"

"Is this similarity due to the fact that all civilisations are like that, or that dreams are merely reality and reality is a dream?"

With such a striking similarity, Fang Yuan started to think about something. "Could it be... a high-tech radiation leading to its mutation?"

Of course, this was not all that the information had to offer.

Gu managed to successfully defeat Wu and become the leader of the realm. He then passed on his appointment as the leader and roamed the skies with much freedom.

From then on, the appointment as leader was passed down for another 7 times before it was Xia’s turn.

Now, the entire realm was plagued with floods and the people were suffering. Therefore, Xia started to study the rivers and controlled all the demons in the world. With this, he managed to expand his influence everywhere and was nominated as the king of the region. Afterwards, he accepted the gold from the 9 Regions and 9 cauldrons as a symbol that all of this was heaven’s fate for him.

Xia was merely a possessed person, possessed by the Sage of Realm Alliance!

This meant that after Gu left, this Sage returned to the realm once more to reap more energy from it!

"This is a realm where many have harvested and visited before..."

Fang Yuan seemed a little lost.

To put it simply, the prize of this realm had long been taken away and therefore, there was not much left to take.

"This seems to be the case... is it not?"

Fang Yuan felt a tinge of disappointment in his heart.

He quickly finished his roasted rabbit and walked out of the division.

"Stats!"

As his spiritual will shook, new stats appeared:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 2 (48)

Spirit: 2 (48)

Magic: 30 (60)

Profession: Dream Soldier Master

Cultivation: Illusionary Divine (???), Wu Zong (???)

Technique: [Giant Eagle Metal Body Technique (???)], [Hundred Poison Golden Body (???)], [8 Gates Sword Array (???)]

Skill: [Medicine (Level 3)], [Botany (Level 5)]"

"This realm has already been conquered and would benefit dream masters of the Realm Alliance. It is interesting how I can preserve half of my magical energy!"

"With the help of my fixed stats, it is a matter of 1 or 2 days for me to restore the other stats..."

Fang Yuan arrived at a forest and gazed deep into it.

"Roar! Roar!"

At this point in time, the grass shook. With the roar of a tiger, a Sword Toothed Tiger leapt out.

"My next meal is here!!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan was not shocked, but elated.