Longevity Chronicles
Chapter 424 - 293: The Primordial Hidden Sect Finally Emerges, A City in the Northern Land Called Gao Ren_2

"Good disciple, hanging there again, is the view pleasing?"

"You mustn't hold a grudge against the Heavenly Venerate, he's not petty. It's not because you bad-mouthed Him or owed a huge debt of mana that he's had you hanging for so long; it's just to facilitate your receipt of benefits."

"Human Dao destiny!"

"This thing is quite mystical and has great uses; it might even help you glimpse the Great Dao, but it doesn't quite fit with our Spirit Treasure Dao. That bunch of old turtles from the Primordial Sect loves this stuff the most, and they're also the best at playing with it... But who made you such an anomaly? To snatch such a large portion from the hands of the Primordial Sect, of course, we can't give up. What if because of this ordeal you find the Dao in the future, become a Tribulation Immortal? Maybe one day, your Master will have to rely on you, you slippery kid."

"Speaking of anomalies, what exactly were you thinking with your last move? Since I started cultivating the Divination Technique, I've only slipped up once, and you, lad, have caused me this second fall."

"I originally arranged for you to go to Demon City, calculated you could kill the disciple of the Evil Sect, Lian Yulou, win the favor of the little fox slave, and then connect with the line of Jade Ring Mountain in succession, to get that 'Mountain and River Map', and effortlessly pass the calamity. I just didn't calculate that you would be willing to destroy such an Exotic Treasure just to step on an Alchemist."

"That move of yours was ruthless too. Xiu Zhonglin, that old cabal, is now spreading your fame everywhere to pass the buck; he's just short of lifting you up to the skies. Plus, Li Wanshou, that rotten fish and shrimp, also took a beating at your hands... tsk, tsk, Daoist First Heavenly Pride, does that title weigh heavy on your head?"

"Ha ha ha, it's also thanks to Xuu Xun and Taishang Daoist King Zen, these two juniors both have that non-competitive temperament; otherwise, just any one of them coming for you would be enough to give you trouble."

"But it's fine, just keep hanging there, and come back to visit your Master when you have free time."

...

Tao Qian wanted to retaliate, but his discount Master was quick with his eyes and hands, sealing the token every time after speaking, never giving Tao Qian a chance to utter a word.

The back and forth made Tao Qian too lazy to bother, letting the Master deride him.

Although Duobao didn't mention it, Tao Qian had already caught a glimpse while previously in Demon City.

When he was killing Lian Yulou before, it would have summoned that True Inheritor of the Evil Sect, Zhuge Qingyi, but his discount Master put on a disguise and took the hit for him.

The Master is a good Master, so let him enjoy some verbal advantage, Tao Qian comforted himself.

It had been a long time since any Human Dao destiny had come in, so naturally, there were no grand events to behold.

Suddenly, Tao Qian seemed to think of something.

He looked down upon the vast earth below and then spoke:

"Treasures Divine Light, Divine Light treasures, it's about time."

"It's the ninth day already; the Human Dao destiny has all entered my body with no new income. Isn't it time to let me down? Hanging here like this isn't a solution..."

Tao Qian mumbled and negotiated with the Divine Light without any preparation, thinking it would be like the past nine days, where he could speak and the Divine Light would still not release him.

This time, perhaps it felt his words made sense.

Without any struggle, this frightful but one-use Innate Spiritual Treasure Divine Light suddenly shattered.

Master Tao instantly gained his freedom.

If that were the only good news, it would be a happy moment, but the Divine Light seemed to have ideas of its own.

Simultaneously with the shatter, it sent a massive force his way.

Not giving him a chance to resist, it hurled him towards the ground, throwing him into a corner.

The experience was decidedly unpleasant.

Halfway through the air, Tao Qian had misgivings: What is Heavenly Venerate's intention? If you were to send me flying with such force, shouldn't you have thrown me in the direction of Penglai Sea? I still need to go back to Ascending Immortal Island to caress cats.

It wasn't too long, nor did he make a big crater on the ground as he had imagined.

Completely against Tao Qian's expectation, as soon as the Divine Light flashed and disappeared completely, he found himself transported inside a city within a province.

Looking at the direction, it was not among the twenty-one independent provinces in the Southern.

But the Northern Land, where Demon chaos still thrived, and the craze of claiming the throne was still surging, within one of those Fifty-One Provinces.

Without the time to make a careful distinction, about a dozen breaths later, Tao Qian's feet firmly met the ground. Glancing around, he immediately realized he was in a strange place.

There were refugees all around, roughly counting, there were at least a hundred thousand, each with yellowed faces and emaciated bodies, full of sores, some lying, some sitting, completely oblivious to the rotting mud and maggots on the ground, with lice and other pests hopping around, clouds of flies and mosquitoes gathered, packs of wild dogs roaming at a distance, occasionally digging out bodies from the yellow mud to feast upon...

For a moment, Tao Qian felt as though he had returned to the Refugee Zone outside of Demon City.

No, it was even worse, even more tragic.

This place saw no one serving porridge, and aside from the foul stench, there was an unshakable scent of contamination and mutation hanging in the air.

Tao Qian could see, with his naked eye, strands of either crimson or dense yellow smoke continuously billowing out from a grand but gloomy city ahead.

The name of the city was quite bizarre.

It seemed to be written purely in blood, and the writer appeared to have no real skill, carelessly smearing it across.

It could faintly be made out as three characters, called [Gao Ren City].

Tao Qian recognized the script but couldn't fathom its meaning.

Stranger still, all the refugees here seemed to have adapted to the stench, numbly allowing their bodies to slowly decay in the foul air like walking corpses.

And when this miasma touched Tao Qian's body, the Record immediately activated:

[Currently under assault by the demonic breath... Immunity granted!]

"Demonic breath?"

Tao Qian was momentarily stunned by these two words.

Suddenly, the city gates ahead burst open, and the ground began to shake with a thunderous roar. What followed were two demon creatures emerging, each towering several meters tall and reeking to high heaven.

One was half-wolf, half-human, and the other half-elephant, half-human.

The Wolf Demon held a serrated greatsword in its hand, while the Elephant Demon carried a wrought iron staff.

Both were extremely ferocious, with beastly faces and tusks, their pupils brimming with malice.

Covered in filth, there were fresh strands of meat and curly hairs stuck in between their teeth, making for a profoundly disturbing sight.

Ordinarily, the sight of these two evil and ruthless demon creatures would instill fear in the surrounding refugees, who should be scattering in terror.

But here, the opposite was true.

Every refugee's eyes lit up at this moment, swarming towards them like zombies smelling fresh blood.

However, those who approached first were quickly driven back by several shouts and lashings.

Tao Qian looked closely and saw seven or eight evidently healthier, ruddy-faced youths in short outfits, each wielding a short whip. They darted under the demons' limbs while ruthlessly lashing at the encroaching refugees.

Once some order was restored, a sharp-faced, middle-aged man stepped forward.

He held a copper gong in his hand, which he struck repeatedly, then he screeched out,

"Stand in line, all of you, line up now."

"You mangy dogs and rotten sheep, your luck's finally turned."

"The great lord in the city has a birthday coming up and needs a thousand Meat Pigs. Before the slaughter, there'll be plenty of fish, meat, and grains, sure to fatten you up nicely in ten days. Who's willing to go?"

"Me, I want to go."

"And me, my whole family will go."

"Master, look at me, I'm sturdy, disease-free, and I eat a lot."

"Master, take a good look at me, I have a big mouth, a hearty appetite."

...

Just as Tao Qian confirmed the meaning of "demonic breath," he witnessed this scene and his expression immediately changed.

Meat Pig... Ten days... Tao Qian even had to confirm whether he had misheard.

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