The Undying Immortal System

When GuiMing and GuiAi first floated the idea of people returning to the world orb, there was quite a bit more pushback than I had been expecting.

Originally, people had been happy to enter the orb since it was the only way to survive the assault on Mount Jiang. Then, after living there for a few years, most of the mortals were happy with the peace and safety that it offered. Even though space was somewhat limited inside, and even if there was a slight feeling of wrongness about the place, they didn’t want to leave.

As people had quickly found out, qi didn’t work correctly in my storage space. People couldn’t cultivate, and cultivators could use their qi properly. So, for ordinary mortals, the world orb offered something they had never experienced before, a place of near absolute safety where cultivators were no more powerful than anyone else. For many, this was like a dream.

However, living in the sect for several decades had changed things.

First, the mortals that I had originally brought with me were rapidly aging. When we first arrived, they were all between the ages of 20 and 35, but now, they were all 65 to 80. They were all parents, grandparents, and in some cases, even great-grandparents. Most of the ‘outsiders’ allied with our clan were their descendants.

Of course, as I had hoped, many of these descendants were no longer outsiders. The members of my clan had also had children, and many of them had paired up with descendants of these mortals, expanding the scope of our clan as a whole. This was good, but it led to fewer people being willing to be locked up away from the rest of the world.

More important, though, was the fact that most of the people in these younger generations were no longer mortals. With the help of the guild halls, nearly everyone was able to achieve a nine-star affinity with whichever elements they desired, and with these affinities, they could learn to cultivate. For most, a nine-star affinity wasn’t enough to reach Martial Master, but being able to cultivate at all made them loath to enter a place where cultivation was impossible.

For the members of my clan, the situation was even worse. Those who applied themselves were given eight- and seven-star affinities so that they would eventually be able to join the sect. For them, entering my storage space would be akin to cutting off their futures.

In sum, this meant the only ones who might have wanted to go inside were the young and the elderly, but because of familial ties, they wouldn’t want to enter and be completely cut off from their parents and children.