Paradise of Demonic Gods
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Capítulo 1: Demonic City
Editor: Yukidaruma Translations
In the year 2035 came the shocking news of a great explosion occurring in the airspace above one of the biggest cities in Xin Country—Roiling Ocean City. Not only did the landmarks and geographical areas in its surroundings abruptly undergo a huge transformation, but an otherworldly dimensional-gap also appeared in the skies. This caused a part of the current world to partially merge with the Other World.
Afterward, the city underwent a series of transformations which led other people in the world to name it Demonic City, one which had caught the attention of countries worldwide.
From the time of the great explosion until now, it had already been 16 years. And at this very moment, Fang Xingjian, 16 years of age, was standing atop a bluestone bridge, practicing his Basic Sword Technique.
He had learned this set of Basic Sword Technique from a common martial school. Although it was simple, it contained the full set of basic sword moves which were essential knowledge for every practitioner in Demonic City.
An hour later, under the glare of the winter sun, drops of perspiration were shining on Fang Xingjian’s body. The vigorous set of movements had made his muscles heat up repeatedly, tempering them.
After finishing his set, Fang Xingjian gradually pulled his sword back, meanwhile focusing his attention on the Stats Window in his brain.
Name Fang Xingjian
Age 16
Occupation Warrior’s Squire
Level 9
Strength 9
Agility 9
Reaction 6
Endurance 6
Flexibility 6
Basic Sword Technique Level 3 (15325/32500)
Single-handed Sword Grab Level 2 (23455/42200)
Cross-slash Level 2 (11325/23900)
Those who had experienced the transformation were akin to people in an MMORPG world; they could level up and even add points to their stats. Within the circumference of the world in Demonic City, everything had undergone a core transformation, while the original laws and physics of the world no longer applied here. Ever since Demonic City and the Other World had merged together, all material objects within the boundaries of the city manifested as if they had entered the Other World. When material objects entered Demonic City, they would undergo a change where their information would be presented as data and statistics. Naturally, this also applied to humans.
For example, earlier, when Fang Xingjian had been practicing the basic sword skills, he had gained experience in both the Basic Sword Technique and the Single-handed Sword Grab. As long as he kept practicing, and as long as he met the requirements, his level of proficiency in these two techniques would naturally rise.
Those with good talent would gain a lot of experience points after each practice session, and would also require little experience in order to advance to the next level. Not only that, if one’s talent was great enough, the level of one’s techniques could break into level 10, 12, 13, and even level 15!
However, Fang Xingjian knew what his own talent amounted to. Based on the large amount of experience points he needed in order to advance to the next level, he knew that his talent was only average. At most, he would only be able to train the three techniques he was practicing up to level 10.
Cautiously, he put the long training sword away. Each and every one of his training weapons had been bought with the savings he had managed to put together cent by cent. Thus, he cared for them a great deal.
Next, Fang Xingjian took up the hundred-jin-heavy steel greatsword lying by his side. The greatsword was a blunt, monolithic practice tool, which sacrificed all other factors in favor of weight.
With Fang Xingjian’s physical strength, both his hands trembled as he lifted the greatsword. His agility also slowed extremely when he tried to execute sword techniques with the weapon, facing extreme difficulty in using it.
After practicing only half a set of the Basic Sword Technique, he could not bear it anymore. The sword fell to the ground with a clatter, spidery cracks appearing on the ground from the impact. Fang Xingjian drew in huge breath after huge breath, both his arms aching with pain and soreness, unable to lift the greatsword again.
"This won’t do, I’m still so far away from the realm of ‘lifting a heavy object as though it were light’."
The state where one had the ability to wield a hundred-jin-heavy sword whilst dancing about as though wielding a common sword was called ‘lifting a heavy object as though it were light’. Legend said that this was a standard originating from the Other World. It would only be achievable when one’s strength, agility, endurance, and flexibility stats each reached 10 points or more.
Strength, agility, reaction, endurance, and flexibility were known as the ‘five major attributes’.
The strength attribute represented the ability to fight against resistance, in motion.
The agility attribute represented the muscles’ actions: the contractions of one’s muscles, as well as their explosive strength.
The reaction attribute represented the level of efficiency with which the brain processed information input. The combination of the agility and reaction attributes represented the speed of each movement one could make in battle.
The endurance attribute represented the muscles’ and the heart blood-vessels’ endurance. The higher the stats, the more times one could execute one’s techniques.
The flexibility attribute represented the degree of ease with which one could perform actions. The higher the stats were for the flexibility attribute, the steadier one’s strength and speed, and the closer one would be to the maximum value of damage range. The attack’s explosiveness would also be stronger, and the chance of injury reduced.
However, the five major attributes’ effects did not grow in direct proportion to the number of stat points. 10 stat points in the strength attribute would give you more than a few times’ increase in strength, compared to having only 5 stat points. It did not simply mean a two-fold increase in strength.
Reaching the state of ‘lifting something heavy as though it were light’ also meant that strength, agility, endurance, and flexibility had at least 10 stat points each, allowing one to move as fast as a galloping horse, and to have strength akin to a water buffalo. Each punch or kick would be enough to kill an ordinary person.
Fang Xingjian was currently wielding the greatsword not because he wanted to test the depths of his strength, but to temper and train his various attributes.
After putting the greatsword away, Fang Xingjian ended his morning practice and started washing his body before changing into a blue shirt and black suit.
The shirt’s color had already faded from repeated washing, and the western suit had shrunk so much that it no longer fit him. Despite this, he was still wearing them. It was obvious how bad Fang Xingjian’s financial situation was.
Fang Xingjian walked out of the small courtyard, his eyes falling on layers and layers of fascinating and enchanting Chinese-styled courtyards.
On his way, he saw many muscular guys clad in western suits, patrolling. There were also several ladies clad in white who were watering the flowers, sweeping the floors, and doing miscellaneous chores. As they saw Fang Xingjian approaching, all of them bowed and called out, "Young Master Fang."
They appeared to be part of a great clan of ancient tradition, emanating the attitude of a wealthy family.
In fact, as one of the Five Great Clans in the current Demonic City, the Fang Clan was comparable to a feudal clan from ancient times.
The Fang Clan, history told, was a great feudal clan which had been in existence for more than two hundred years. In the previous era, during their most glorious times, they had owned over ten thousand mu[1] of fields, over a hundred businesses, and countless slaves, servants, and beautiful concubines.
However, about one hundred years ago, their previous accumulated wealth had all been exhausted. With the dawn of the new era, they experienced a huge transformation. The Fang Clan was terrified that Xin Country would want to deal with the great clans of the old era, and thus they turned to hiding overseas, re-establishing their roots there.
It was not until 20 years ago when the country’s actions had become open and forthright and the international situation had turned volatile that the Fang Clan had moved their business back within Xin Country.
Four years after their return to the country, about 16 years ago, the descent of the Other World had occurred. Outside Demonic City, everything had stayed the same, but those within it had become inhabitants of the transformed world. Countless people made use of this chance to rise, venturing into the Other World. After they came back, because of their huge increase in power, they accomplished many heaven-shocking and earth-shattering deeds.
Out of the people who came back, the five strongest ones’ families became known as the Five Great Clans, and Fang Clan was one of the five.
It was a pity that the Fang Clan’s lord had died in a battle in the Other World, seven years ago. Gradually, the Fang Clan had begun to decline, and eventually, it had become the weakest member of the Five Great Clans.
Fang Xingjian walked through the long corridor and stepped into the dining hall. On the seat of honor there was a middle-aged woman, her beauty and grace evident despite her years. The woman’s rich black hair was meticulously tied up, and she was wearing red-colored western attire with an upright collar, along with brightly shining high heels. Overall, she appeared to be very strict.
The corners of her eyes slightly curled upwards, and her sword-shaped eyebrows also angled upwards as she stayed silent, fierceness radiating from her features. With a single look, one could tell that this person was difficult to communicate with.
Only through extremely thorough scrutiny would one be able to notice the deep traces of fatigue marked by the furrows on her forehead.
The Old Granny had been focusing her attention on a document in her hand, and only when Fang Xingjian had entered the dining hall did she raise her head to look at her grandson[2], indifferently uttering, "Sit."
This person was currently in charge of the Fang Clan. She was Fang Xingjian’s maternal grandmother, the 49-year-old matriarch of the Fang Clan, Li Shuanghua.
Fang Xingjian cautiously sat upright towards the front of his chair, his back straight, his buttocks only taking up one-third of the seat.
Beside him was a couple over the age of 30. They were none other than his mother’s brother and sister-in-law, Fang Xingjian’s second uncle and second aunt.
Fang Xingjian smiled as he nodded to his second uncle. His second uncle looked as though he wanted to say something, but was stopped by his wife, and could only cast a helpless glance at Fang Xingjian. In recent years the clan of his second uncle’s wife had been rising in prestige and had gained a great increase in strength. This had allowed her words to hold more weight at home. In the past, his second uncle had always managed his wife strictly, but now, it was the opposite, as he followed obediently and acted in accordance to everything his wife said.
Fang Xingjian had never been highly regarded in the family. Usually, only his second uncle would talk to him, asking him about his life. But now that his second uncle was being controlled so strictly by his wife, the latter had stopped talking to Fang Xingjian.
Ever since they had married, there had been no news of any pregnancy, which was also the reason why the Old Granny disliked his second uncle’s wife. If it were not for the fact that his wife’s family had risen in prestige during the past few years, the Old Granny would have already forced his second uncle to divorce long ago.
With the exception of the Old Granny, the three of them sat upright, and none of them dared to speak. Based on the current tyrannical strength of the Old Granny, in addition to her presence as someone in charge of a great feudal clan, no one dared to go against her words. Basically, in this place, her words were the law.
After fifteen minutes, the Old Granny frowned, making the three of them nervous as they watched her put the document away. Before glancing up, she instructed a female servant, "Xing, go and see why Third Master is taking so long. Get him here in five minutes."
[1] Classifier for fields/unit of area equal to one fifteenth of a hectare.
[2] The Fang Clan is Fang Xingjian’s mother side of the family. For unknown reasons, Fang Xingjiang has taken on his mother’s surname instead of his father’s. Generally, daughters and their children are valued less, since a daughter is generally ‘married out’ of her own family into her husband’s.
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Capítulo 2: Assignments
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No sooner had the Old Granny given the command, than a loud commotion rang out as Fang Xingjian’s third uncle, Fang Yueming, walked in with a smile. "Mother, no need to call for me. Am I not already here now? Sigh, I was so busy last night… What good food is there to eat?"
Second aunt laughed coldly to herself as she thought, ‘What could he possibly be busy with? He probably stayed at the casino the whole night and didn’t come home until morning.’
The Old Granny picked up her chopsticks and whacked third uncle’s hand, which had been reaching out towards the dining table. "How many times have I told you? We can only start eating when everyone has arrived. You have no manners at all!"
"Mother, it’s because I’m hungry..." Third uncle felt grieved.
"You are really…" Looking at her youngest son, whom she pampered the most, the Old Granny’s heart softened. But she still replied sternly, "Bear with it, we will be starting the meal soon."
While they were talking, third aunt had already carried a dignified and strong-looking four-year-old child into the room. When the Old Granny saw this grandchild of hers, the frozen expression on her face immediately melted, and she broke into a rare warm smile. In this family, the Old Granny was fondest of third uncle’s family.
Third aunt also smiled. Then, looking at third uncle, who seemed very sleepy with his pair of panda eyes, she gave him a harsh kick. Fang Xingjian knew that his third aunt was also a tough character. Her family held military power while she herself, though shrewd and unkind, was especially good in getting into other people’s good books. Not only third uncle, even the Old Granny liked her a lot. Furthermore, after giving birth to a son four years ago, the Old Granny now liked them even more.
Seeing this, second aunt became increasingly unhappy, throwing a harsh glance at second uncle, who only laughed.
The Old Granny calmly said, "Let’s start the meal."
Maids entered like flowing water right away, setting down the cutlery, lifting the lids of various pots, and pouring wine and juice.
With a word from the Old Granny, everyone at the dining table immediately started looking alive. Fang Xingjian carefully ate the food in front of him, while second uncle occasionally got food for his wife.
Third uncle could not wait any longer, grabbing a chicken drumstick and digging in under third aunt’s annoyed glare.
Everyone ate in an orderly and quiet manner, no one daring to speak a word. It was the Old Granny’s rule that one did not speak when having a meal, and that one did not chatter before going to bed.
Unlike Fang Xingjian, who was only level 9, Old Granny had long reached the divine level, level 30. She no longer had high requirements for the food she partook in, and only took a few symbolic bites before stopping. Looking at her little grandson[1], who had oil all over his mouth because of the food, she smiled, picked up a napkin, and wiped off the oil stains from his mouth. She looked very amiable then, entirely different from her previous cold-as-ice look.
"Eat slowly. One must look proper when having a meal."
The four-year-old Fang Xingchen had been instilled with the various rules and regulations of great clans from an early age, unlike a commoner family’s child. He looked like a small adult, sitting up straight, picking his own food, each movement prim and proper.
If one could say that the Old Granny doted on third uncle and his family the most, disliked second aunt, and detested second uncle for his uselessness, then towards her grandchild Fang Xingjian, for reasons unknown to him, she felt hatred.
Fang Xingjian was conscious of this, which was also why he stayed quietly in his corner, eating only from the dishes placed in front of him, and not standing up to reach for the dishes placed further away from him.
About 20 minutes later, everyone had almost eaten their fill. The maids cleared away the dishes and brought in a big pot of soup. The moment they saw this soup, regardless of whether it was second uncle and aunt, or third uncle and aunt, their expressions showed excited expectation.
The soup stock was made from an extremely vicious animal by the name of Nine-Headed Abyss Bird, its level having been over 25. The military had sent their forces to the Other World to hunt it and bring it back to Demonic City. Multiple alchemists had then worked together to create this Nine Blood Spirit-Changing Soup, with the heart of the Nine-Headed Abyss Bird as the main ingredient, complemented by eighty-one different precious herbs.
The soup not only filled one’s stomach, it also had the effects of refining muscles and bones, replenishing vital energy and blood, cleansing impurities, and improving one’s constitution, therefore significantly hastening one’s training progress.
Even with the financial powers of the Fang Clan, each person could only afford to drink a very small bowl at lunch every day.
After the maids served the soup, everyone drank it up in haste.
"Xingchen, granny will give her share to you." The Old Granny seemed a lot happier watching her grandchild drink the soup in big gulps rather than drinking it herself.
The four-year-old Fang Xingchen was very polite, and said, "One bowl is enough for me. Granny is always busy handling important tasks and is the pillar of our Fang Clan. It would be better for Granny to take this bowl of Nine Blood Spirit-Changing Soup instead."
The Old Granny smiled and said, "It’s alright. It has no effect on me, regardless of whether or not I drink it. Right now your body is still developing, you can have it."
"Thank you for the gift, Granny." Fang Xingchen raised his small hands and received the bowl of soup respectfully.
On the other hand, Fang Xingjian was, obviously, the last person to be served with the soup. Peering at the mysterious soup in his bowl, which looked as if it had the soul of a tiger, his throat trembled uncontrollably.
This bowl of soup would be able to provide his Qi, blood, veins and muscles with a great number of nutritious supplements. It was also the benefit of having been born in a big clan.
He quickly finished the whole bowl of Nine Blood Spirit-Changing Soup, feeling its warmth spread throughout his body as if a pleasant current was traveling through it and refining it. Fang Xingjian took a whiff of the soup, wishing that he could have more than one bowl as he glanced jealously at Fang Xingchen.
However, he knew that it was hopeless for him to be envious of the love that the Old Granny had for Fang Xingchen.
Once all the food had been finished, the servants cleared the cutlery and started to serve tea and snacks. Everyone knew that it was time for the Old Granny to discuss family issues with them, or to check on the progress of their assignments.
After taking a sip of tea, the Old Granny spoke out. "Have there been any problems with the daily necessities we have at home, recently?"
Second aunt immediately stood up. She had always been the one to supervise the daily necessities and accounting of the whole family. She said, "There’s enough. Mother, do you want to take a look at the accounting records?"
"Mmm, it’s good enough if they’re sufficient. I won’t look at the records." The Old Granny considered second aunt’s expression and asked "What other issues do you have?"
Second aunt proudly said, "Mother, Yuehe (second uncle) has been training hard recently, and has finally reached level 19. He is already preparing for the second job transition."
Based on the current research conducted by humans, starting from level 1, a person’s level could rise until one reached level 30. However, when on the verge of leveling up from level 9 to level 10, from level 19 to level 20, and from level 29 to level 30, there was an obstacle requiring one to go through a job transition before he or she could continue leveling up.
The Other World had a set of natural methods to successfully get through job transitions, passed down from long ago. While people on Earth had not inherited these methods, through the research of scientists from all over the world and with help from some of the forces in the Other World, a way to go through job transitions by extracting the essence of ferocious beasts and using it to draw magic prints on the human body had been invented.
Starting from the first job transition, up to the second job transition, and all the way to the third job transition, when one leveled up from level 29 to level 30, people could gain extraordinary strength and could also gain progress within the job type they chose with each job transition.
For example, before they went through the first job transition, at level 9 or lower, most people would only be able to attain a 1 point increase in an attribute of their own selection.
After the first job transition, from level 9 and all the way up to level 19, even the trashiest job would give a 1 point increase in strength, a 1 point increase in agility, as well as a 1 point increase in an area of one’s own choice.
The more powerful the job one transited to, the more extraordinary the gained strength would be, and the higher the points required for each increase in job progression level. It was already hard enough for one to win over an opponent who was a level higher, and it was essentially impossible to win over one who was two levels higher, but one would be crushed by an opponent three levels higher than oneself.
Of course, there were exceptions, namely people who had exceptional talent. Even if they were no match for their opponents in terms of level, they would still be able to challenge opponents of higher levels by learning stronger techniques, and by gaining more exceptional specialties.
Attributes, techniques, specialties. These were the three major factors which determined one’s combat powers.
Hearing second aunt’s words, and seeing the look of complacency on her face, third aunt sneered to herself and interrupted, "Oh, second brother will be going through the second job transition so soon? It couldn’t be that all of his experience was gained from killing monsters, could it?"
Leveling up required experience, and there were three ways to gain experience. Firstly, to kill ferocious monsters or humans; secondly, to study and learn; and lastly, to train one’s skills or physique.
To other people, killing monsters was an extremely difficult task. However, a big clan such as the Fang Clan had the ability to purchase dying ferocious animals in bulk, just in order to kill them. Thus they would be able to level up quickly.
This way of leveling up, though, would tend to make one inferior to other people of the same level. If one did not rely on learning, training and upgrading their skills, one would not have as many attributes, techniques, and specialties as others.
It was also something which Fang Clan’s Old Granny detested.
On hearing third aunt’s words, second aunt frowned, and anger rose within her. But, seeing the Old Granny frowning, she immediately explained, "That’s not true! Yuehe (second uncle) has been putting a lot of effort in his training! I got my eldest brother to especially give him some pointers in the path of the sword, and he has shown great improvement, and has now reached level 19."
The Old Granny nodded when she heard this. "I have also heard much of Zhan Xiandao’s (second aunt’s elder brother) renowned name. Son, it’s a rare opportunity. You’ll have to learn from him."
"I understand."
Seeing how submissive he was, the Old Granny said, satisfied, "You are my son, and Fang Clan’s Second Master. Since you will be going through the second job transition soon, the clan will definitely have to help you. What are your plans?"
Very carefully, second uncle said, "I plan to choose between Blood Abyss Sovereign and Heavenly Disaster Medium."
"Mmm, they both sound good. But both of them would require quite the expenditure," said the Old Granny. "Later on I’ll get someone to transfer you fifty million. You can choose the magic print required for the job transition yourself."
Hearing this, both second aunt and uncle were surprised and quickly gave their thanks. Third uncle did not seem to mind, but third aunt’s countenance looked gloomy and unhappy.
Second aunt looked at third aunt proudly, then suddenly asked, "Oh, right. Sister, third brother has been leaving early and returning home late daily. He must have been training very hard as well. And with the two masters hired by mother herself, he must be showing progress and is sure to reach the second job transition soon, right?"
Third aunt obviously knew her husband well. Even if her mother-in-law invited instructors from the military, this fellow would still be worthless. Forget about training, she had to be thankful if he did not visit the casino every night!
He was merely at level 14, despite turning thirty soon.
Hearing the other party’s words, third aunt could only smile bitterly and say, "Not yet. How could it be so soon? Yueming (third uncle) plans to focus on strengthening his techniques first…"
Following that, the Old Granny brought up some other issues, respectively testing second and third uncles’ progress, and giving them feedback. Second aunt felt superior, looking boastful, while third aunt was overcome with exasperation and rage, hating her husband for his uselessness.
[1] Referring to Fang Xingchen
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