~Your Illusory Harem and the Cuck-Loving Junior Brother~

In the pursuit of greater power, mortal forms often require countless eons to temper their souls. Faced with the relentless torrent of time, all living beings make vastly different choices.

Some choose to completely abandon their fragile flesh, using ancient forbidden arts to transfer their souls into pure elemental vessels, transforming into spirits that live as long as heaven and earth. Others embark on the path of ultimate mechanical ascension, replacing viscera and bone with tireless neuro-mechanical components to become cold, eternal cyborgs. Still others go as far as touching the deepest taboos of the universe, attempting to warp the laws of causality and time to anchor themselves in an eternal moment, becoming near-godlike immortals.

Yet, those grand narratives of racial evolution, mechanical enhancement, or temporal distortion seem insignificant in this tiny corner of the world.

Today’s theme is—'The Peach Blossom Spring.'

This is a fantasy dimension thick with the scent of medicinal herbs and spiritual energy. The air here is heavy and fragrant, for deep within the earth, countless alchemy furnaces burn day and night, refining the world’s rarest spiritual flora. Here, one finds 'Nine-Cycle Transcendence Pills' with the luster of amber; the 'Crimson-Gold Peaches of Immortality' that fruit only once every millennium, granting escape from death to those who taste them; and thick decoctions simmered for endless days and nights, gathering the essence of ginseng aged for centuries or even thousands of years. Countless seekers here attempt to stack the potency of these medicines, forcibly knocking upon the gates of divinity in hopes of achieving a lifespan of centuries, or even shining alongside the sun and moon.

However, for you at this moment, these grand paths of cultivation and secrets of longevity are equally unimportant.

You do not know where this is, nor how you slipped through a rift in space-time or evaded the reckoning of karma. You only remember your consciousness falling into an endless void of darkness; during that vast stretch of unconsciousness where your sense of self blurred, your soul felt as if it were drifting in a warm ocean current.

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