The existing human race consists of only one kind, which is Homo sapiens under the genus Homo.
But there was once more than one kind of "human."
Besides Homo sapiens, the genus Homo included other species.
Just as the genus Panthera under the family Felidae includes tigers, lions, jaguars, and so on.
It was the same under the genus Homo, except that Homo sapiens were too powerful and wiped out all the other human races.
However, a portion of them survived.
Among those surviving other "humans," one tribe evolved into the Nine Li Clan.
The Nine Li Clan belongs to a different race, distinct from the Yellow, White, and Black races.
Yellow, White, and Black are essentially all Homo sapiens, belonging to the same species with no reproductive isolation.
That is to say, they can interbreed and have children.
But the Nine Li Clan represents a difference at the species level; there is reproductive isolation, making it very difficult to have offspring.
Yet nothing is absolute. For example, tigers and lions are not the same species, but they can still produce ligers.
In ancient times, after Chi You was defeated, the Nine Li Clan was left leaderless.
The Yellow Emperor, in his benevolence, did not exterminate them but ultimately chose to accept them.
The races integrated. Although reproduction was difficult, there were always exceptions, and those who survived could more easily bear children.
They were eventually assimilated.
This means that most descendants of the Yan and Huang Emperors today carry a small amount of Nine Li bloodline.
However, a portion of the Nine Li Clan secretly hid away and did not interbreed with the Yan-Huang race.
Therefore, they still retain the original appearance of the Nine Li Clan, which is quite different from the descendants of Yan and Huang.
Miao He is precisely this kind of person.
Of course, this is a plot point for the later stages of the story.
The Dragon King deals with these different races.
"I never imagined your Nine Li Clan appeared long ago, and in this form."
Xu Mu said to himself. He really hadn't suspected it before. "If I'm not mistaken, the body you just had buried was a member of the Nine Li Clan, right?"
"Correct. Besides hair color and eye color, the biggest difference between us, the Nine Li Clan, and the orthodox descendants of Yan and Huang is our ribs."
Miao He explained. "We have thirteen pairs."
"I have another question. Is the hair elsewhere on your body also silver?"
Xu Mu was genuinely curious and inquired.
"You're talking about armpit hair, right? I don't have much. But for others of our race, it's all silver, perhaps a bit darker, but generally the same."
Miao He answered with an innocent expression.
"I meant... armpit hair."
Xu Mu felt slightly awkward, as Miao He wasn't a member of his judo club.
He hadn't seen it.
According to Miao He, she ran away from home two years ago and happened to encounter the leader of the "Farewell My Love" family while he was on a mission.
Seeing her silver hair and red eyes, he thought she was also a member of the Farewell My Love family.
So he took her back.
With her appearance, Miao He fit right in among the Farewell My Love family, just like an ordinary person.
She felt she had found her own kind and had been active within this organization for the past year or two.
"Someone else has entered."
Through his perception, Xu Mu sensed Chen Xuan's figure appearing here. This time, he clearly saw a bracelet also appear on Chen Xuan's wrist.
It was then that Xu Mu asked, "What is this bracelet?"
"It's a common formation in Nine Li Clan tombs. Each bracelet has a different symbol. Nine are needed in total, and they must be assembled in the correct order to enter the true tomb."
Miao He looked at Xu Mu and explained.
"What if we can't gather nine people?" Xu Mu asked doubtfully.
"Then we cannot leave this formation. Do you know the purpose of this formation?"
Miao He paused before saying, "Worship! Descendants come every year to worship their ancestors, so there will definitely be nine people."
Xu Mu narrowed his eyes. Their own group couldn't gather nine people. "Does that mean we have to cooperate with others?"
"Cooperation isn't necessary. We can just take their bracelets."
Miao He explained.
"Seize the bracelets."
Xu Mu murmured. If that's the case, battles will erupt in this sandy world.
And there's another prerequisite: there must be nine people here.
Given the current situation, who knows how long it will take to gather nine people.
Suddenly, Xu Mu noticed a young man appearing in the distance.
It was the ordinary guy they had just encountered near the lava.
He never expected him to have entered too.
"Is that tomb guardian here to protect this place?"
Xu Mu inquired.
"Correct. During the day, you can take shelter inside the buildings. But at night, this place becomes a world of slaughter."
Miao He nodded slightly. "The abilities set for each guardian are different, determined by the strength of the tomb's owner. If the owner here was a top-tier expert, then we're in trouble."
Boom!
Right at that moment, a loud explosion sounded in the distance.
The entire building shook violently.
Xu Mu expanded his perception and found that the guardian had confronted Chen Xuan.
He immediately ran out of the building and shouted towards Chen Xuan in the distance, "Old Chen, hide inside a building!"
Hearing this, Chen Xuan quickly ran to a nearby building.
As for the ordinary guy who had followed behind, he also heard Xu Mu's words and took shelter inside a building.
The guard immediately looked around in confusion, then began to wander slowly around the area once more.
Noticing the guard had left, Chen Xuan immediately ran out from the building and moved closer to where Xu Mu was.
At the same time, Ordinary Guy also emerged from the building, following behind Chen Xuan.
Eventually, both of them arrived at the building where Xu Mu was.
"Brother Mu!"
Upon arriving, Chen Xuan looked at Miao He in surprise, "You're here too?"
"Just lucky."
Miao He said indifferently.
She hadn't put the black colored contacts back on. After all, this eye was hidden by her silver hair, so ordinary people couldn't see it.
"I owe thanks to this guy here. If he hadn't drawn their fire, I wouldn't have made it over."
Chen Xuan said with a smile to the Ordinary Guy beside him.
Xu Mu took a look with his Divine Eye.
Name: Wang Fugui
Identity: Disciple of Kunlun Mountain
Favorability: 1
Destiny Level: 5 (Max Level 10)
Seeing this information, Xu Mu was inwardly shocked. He never expected him to be from Kunlun Mountain.
This was a colossal sect, nominally ranking firmly within the top three among the sects in Dragon Country.
Who would have thought this ordinary-looking guy with an ordinary name had such an impressive background.
"Hello, I'm Xu Mu. I already introduced myself earlier."
Xu Mu said with a smile to Wang Fugui.
"My name is Wang Fugui."
Wang Fugui revealed a simple and honest smile, "I'm from Kunlun Mountain."
"What? Kunlun?"
Miao He was inwardly astonished, "That sect is incredibly powerful!"
"I'm just an ordinary disciple."
Wang Fugui said with a smile, scratching his head.
Xu Mu didn't expose him. Someone with a Level 5 Destiny was definitely not simple.
Suddenly, Xu Mu's perception detected several people again.
However, this time, most of those appearing were black-robed figures.
Following this batch of black-robed figures were the cleaners from before.
Xu Mu looked at Miao He beside him. If they counted everyone here, they already had the nine people needed.
"Miao He, what should we do?" Xu Mu asked.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.