During the Great Era of Slaughter, countless prodigies perished before they could fulfill their potential. So fell in the chaos of inter-racial wars, others succumbed to sches and conspiracies. Many were denied the opportunity to grow, their lives snuffed out in a world dominated by strife.
Over generations, the powerful races united, quelling chaos and ushering in an era of unprecedented peace. The three thousand great worlds began to flourish, with the immortal path thriving as never before. Even the smallest races found spaces to grow, unafraid of producing prodigies that might draw envious eyes.
Today, even minor races can produce individuals who shine brightly on the grand stage. Races have fused, and their shared wisdom advances the immortal path, ensuring every cultivator’s journey is less solitary. Together, they have raised the heavens’ ceiling, forging a collective road to immortality.
The Myriad Realms Bank’s Spirit Mark played a pivotal role in stabilizing this vast system. Each mark is tied uniquely to its owner through a soul and spiritual imprint. Even if stolen, it cannot be accessed by unauthorized users. Should the owner fall, the contents of the mark revert to the bank, ensuring resources are not lost to chaos.
For those who die unexpectedly, the Spirit Mark serves another purpose. Cultivators often create wills within the bank’s system, dictating the distribution of their wealth. Whether the recipient is a sect, a family, or a cause, the system guarantees that no wealth lies fallow.
The Spirit Mark has done more than secure wealth—it has fundantally reshaped trust among the races. By providing a universally recognized dium of exchange, it has fostered trade on a galactic scale. Whether transferring millions of mid-grade spirit stones or facilitating minor transactions, the bank’s infrastructure ensures efficiency and security.
The introduction of Spirit Marks has practically eradicated the motivation for theft and plunder. Any attempt to steal or tamper with a mark is a direct challenge to the authority of the strongest races—a suicidal endeavor.
In modern tis, even the weakest cultivators enjoy unparalleled protection. Should a rogue cultivator harm them, retribution from the highest powers is swift and certain. Violators face not just individual justice but the wrath of a collective system designed to preserve order. The risk far outweighs any potential reward.
This robust infrastructure has minimized outright conflict, steering disputes into structured channels. While territorial skirmishes and small-scale feuds between sects persist, they rarely spiral into broader wars. Even such conflicts are often moderated by neutral parties, ensuring that chaos never again threatens the world’s stability.
Large-scale comrce thrives in this environnt. Transactions involving tens of millions of spirit stones occur seamlessly, with both parties assured of their assets’ security. Moreover, the bank’s oversight deters fraud, ensuring that all parties can trade confidently.
Wan Xiangying’s explanation left Chen Xun deep in thought. The foresight behind the system, its scale, and its unyielding enforcent impressed him beyond words. What struck him most was the spirit of unity that underpinned it all. This wasn’t rely a transactional system; it was a vision for a better future.
“Truly remarkable,” Chen Xun murmured, raising his teacup in a silent salute to the unknown architects of the bank.
“Senior,” Wan Xiangying continued, “the Spirit Mark is more than a tool. It is a cornerstone of our shared reality. Without it, the stability we enjoy today would be impossible.”
Chen Xun nodded. “And this positioning function…?”
“Only cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage or above can toggle their Spirit Mark’s locator function,” Wan Xiangying clarified. “For lower stages, the function remains active as a protective asure. But rest assured, senior—access to this data is strictly controlled. Only under exceptional circumstances can a Spirit Mark’s location be tracked.”
Chen Xun chuckled softly, sipping his tea. “This world truly leaves no room for rogue cultivators.”
Wan Xiangying’s eyes sparkled with amusent. “Indeed, senior. Those who cling to outdated ways find themselves isolated, outmatched, and swiftly dealt with. The Myriad Realms Bank ensures that chaos cannot disrupt our progress.”
“Well then,” Chen Xun said, placing his cup down with deliberate care, “let’s proceed. I will acquire a Yellow-Tier Spirit Mark and deposit thirty thousand mid-grade spirit stones to begin.”
Wan Xiangying’s smile deepened. “An excellent decision, senior. Please, follow .”
Chen Xun rose, a faint grin tugging at his lips. As they walked, his mind churned with possibilities. The Spirit Mark wasn’t rely a tool; it was a key to navigating the grand tapestry of this vast, interconnected world. With it, he and his companions could finally begin laying the foundations for their future.
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