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Ibro then moved after the system shifted the village into his world. He used his divine sense to keep searching for a new target while he summoned more dragons to help him in his search. 

He lacked the presence of cultivators here, as they would help him a lot in this task. The cultivators' divine sense was a heaven-defying ability that could cover a large area in no time. 

Ibro decided that when he entered his pocket world again, he would ask Maya to select a handful group of highly ranked cultivators to help him here. 

Ibro intended to keep using the demon energy to afford the high consumption rate of his system during moving the demon gates. 

In return, his soul sea energy would be polluted, so he intended to go inside his pocket world every once in a while and purify it. He would use the time difference advantage in his pocket space to not waste more time. 

His search didn't last long, as he spotted via his divine sense one dragon that was moving towards the direction of his teleportation portal. Ibro moved directly towards it and knew that it spotted a village nearby here. 

This dragon then guided Ibro towards that village, which ended in his possession without any surprises. Ibro kept moving from one village to another until he conquered 100 villages. 

Although this number seemed small, it took nearly one week to hunt them. Ibro knew if he continued to move like that, a lifetime wouldn't be enough for him to get all the villages here. 

He needed a faster way to find villages, as most of the time lost was for the search task alone. 

His soul sea was heavily polluted now with the filthy demon energy, so he needed to take a rest and take his time in purifying this energy. 

The easy way to do so was to prevent his system from resupplying his soul sea energy when he attacked the last village. 

That made his soul sea energy be depleted just when he took control of the village heart and his system finished moving it.

'Move me into my pocket space world now. Send me to the place where Maya is at.'

Ibro said this weakly as he was already at his limit. The system didn't delay moving him, as it was dangerous to waste a moment while he was in such a state. 

Just as Ibro arrived at his world, Maya ran to him like an arrow. She supported his weak body while murmuring:

"You always exhaust yourself, this isn't funny at all."

Ibro just smiled while replied with difficulty:

"I need to rest with you, I miss our cultivation so much right now."

She giggled while moving rapidly as she supported his body while flying in the air. She found a house where she used to stay while Ibro was away and entered it. 

Ibro was so weak, but his desire for her was fiery, so he started to massage her naked body softly with his muscles before her body turned soft like butter. 

Ibro stayed there for two days, when he left the house he was very refreshed and his soul sea was full to the brim. Ibro didn't move outside his pocket world at once, as he said to the system:

'Move me to my main world, I want to bring back some cultivators here.'

The system replied:

'I can deliver a message for you, so you won't need to go there by yourself.'

Ibro liked this idea, so he agreed by saying:

'Ok, choose some of the strongest and send them here. all of them must know how to fly.'

'I know.'

Ibro paused for a moment before saying:

'Move me then to one of the villages that I gained. I want to check one; I have seen villages that sprout NPCs, not cultivators.'

'…'

The system didn't reply by words, instead, he moved Ibro in moments to find himself in front of a small village, with many villagers sitting around doing nothing. 

Ibro was surprised by that, so he moved slowly entering the village inner grounds. 

His appearance had caught the attention of some villagers, who moved from their sitting and went to meet him. once they reached him, a couple of them knelt immediately on the ground as they saluted him:

"Welcome to our village, your majesty."

When these veteran cultivators saluted Ibro in such a formal way, the others immediately knelt to the ground repeating the same salute. Ibro looked around him as he asked:

"Can anyone explain to me what you are doing here?"

The villagers exchanged glances when one of them volunteered to reply as he said:

"We are cultivating, your majesty."

Ibro looked deeply at him then he sighed. It was his mistake, as cultivators never experienced the modern life of towns and cities. He decided to change all that, and to do so he needed the help from experts.

'Send a word to those NPCs that joined me from the parallel world, spread them over the villages I gather here. From now on, every village will get the guidance of cultivators and NPCs, and make the number of those NPCs higher.'

'What do you want me to tell them then?'

Ibro looked around him; this village didn't have even a wooden wall to protect it. He sighed; the relaxed life of cultivators never suited his taste. He was raised and got used to the noisy risky life as a player. 

Life wasn't easy, death was easy, and so he needed to prepare those new villagers in a better way.

'Tell them I want them to transform these villages into huge cities as fast as possible.'

'The message is delivered. Do you want to stay here?'

Ibro lost all his enthusiasm about obtaining villages, so he replied:

'No, move me back to the teleportation portal.'

Ibro disappeared without notice from this world as he appeared the next moment in front of the portal. his endless skeletons were still pouring into this portal without pause. 

Ibro noticed the presence of some cultivators, who grouped themselves to form a tiny dot in the ocean of skeletons. Once he saw them, he moved directly towards their direction.

"Welcome, your majesty, we came under your notice."