The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 665 - 302 Wugui in the Spotlight_2

Chapter 665: Chapter 302 Wugui in the Spotlight_2

The smugglers only brought them in, they didn’t bother with taking them out.

"Hmm..." Qi Yuan took a deep breath, he looked out the car window and said with confusion, "What are those red scarves hanging on the trees for? Could it be that these trees... are all Young Pioneers?"

Wen Min was stunned for a moment, then said, "That’s a ritual of the Guiran people’s sacred religion.

Hanging red scarves on trees signifies that this area is under the protection of the Black God."

Wugui Nation is a religious state where religious power even supersedes royal authority.

The sacred religion of Wugui Nation is called Wu Church, and the deity they worship is named Black God.

It could be said that over ninety percent of the population in Wugui Nation worships the Black God.

One of the doctrines of the Black God states that all heretics should be hanged from trees until dead.

Of course, in civilized societies, the Wu Church still cares about appearances and doesn’t persecute others overtly.

Only some zealots would do such things to persecute others.

They would kill the heretics, drain their blood, dye the cloths red, and hang them on trees.

Therefore, some of the red scarves on the trees are just ordinary scarves, while others might be dyed with the blood of heretics.

After entering the territory of Wugui Nation, it is very likely to see trees with red scarves.

About three hours later, the car finally stopped in a small town.

The military-clad man came up to Qi Yuan’s car and knocked on the window, "I’m only responsible for bringing you here, if you want to get out, contact me. But the price... well... it’s a bit expensive, the same as with those people."

The military-clad man said, pointing to a noisy crowd not far away.

After saying that, he walked away.

Qi Yuan looked towards the noisy crowd in the distance; among them were old people, young people, and children.

There were those in tattered clothes, and those in bright, clean ones.

Wen Min explained, "Most of these people aren’t Guiran. They want to leave Wugui Nation.

Now that Wugui Nation is in the throes of war, these people want to get out of here.

They don’t have many options; smuggling convoys are their only way.

But most people can’t afford the fee for the ride, and can only exchange other things, most don’t even have things to offer."

Qi Yuan glanced at those people, a look of curiosity in his eyes.

"Let’s go, let’s take a closer look."

Wen Min was surprised, but without hesitation, he drove the car towards the crowd.

Sure enough, along the way, those people stretched out their hands, as if trying to pry the car doors open.

From outside the car, the voices of the people could be heard.

"Take me with you, please, I’m begging you."

"My daughter is very pretty, she can serve you along the way, take us away from here!"

"I have money!"

"Antiques, ancient relics from a thousand years ago!"

The people shouted, desperation evident in their eyes.

Most of these people were not Guiran but had come to Wugui Nation to work, or had arrived by illegal means.

Some, more woeful, had been captured and brought here.

Wugui Nation is very xenophobic, making life very hard for these people.

Especially now that Wugui Nation is at war with Yuelang Nation.

Sometimes, to make their statistics look better, Wugui Nation would even kill a batch of them.

So staying in Wugui Nation, they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Seeing this scene, Wen Min couldn’t help but sigh deeply, "You can’t see this kind of thing on the internet; our people in Qin Yuan Nation... can’t see the miserable plight of these people either."

For these people, perhaps being born was a mistake, perhaps their fate was determined from the start.

Although Wugui Nation is a religious state, it doesn’t mean that if you practice the religion, you are one of their own.

Without the bloodline of Guiran, you are considered lower class.

Who knows, maybe at any time, your blood could be drained by zealots, your cloth dyed red and tied around a tree.

The car drove slowly.

Inside, Qi Yuan remained as calm as a still well, unaffected.

"Stop the car."

The car stopped.

Noisy voices came through.

Some of the rabble crowded over, "Boss!"

"Make way!" Wen Min shouted, his voice robust.

Suddenly, the rabble no longer dared to be noisy.

Because they recognized that Qi Yuan’s car had come in with the smugglers.

Such people had clout.

Killing them would go unnoticed by anyone.

Qi Yuan surveyed the crowd, his gaze falling on a dark-skinned boy.

This boy seemed to be only about eleven or twelve years old.

He was holding the hand of a little girl who looked filthy, her hair appearing unwashed for several months.

The girl was about seven or eight years old.

He studied the pair, a look of great interest in his eyes.

"Do you two want to leave Wugui?"

He addressed the boy and the little girl.

Upon hearing Qi Yuan’s question, the boy’s eyes lit up with excitement, but soon after, fear and wariness took over.

"Yes... sir, I... I don’t have money, but I’m strong and very obedient. I can work for you," the boy Yaji said nervously, and as he spoke, he shielded the little girl behind him, fearful that Qi Yuan was one of those with perverse inclinations.

"I can take you out, but... your blood... I will need a little of it."

Qi Yuan revealed his intention.

He had discovered that in this world, the blood of many people was somewhat special.

Like Wu Qi’s.

And like the boy and the little girl before him now.

Of course, their uniqueness was different.

Wu Qi’s special bloodline, Qi Yuan had yet to study and did not know the particulars.

But the particularity of the boy and the girl’s blood was obvious: it shared the same origin and lineage as Qi Yuan’s "bloodline."

For Qi Yuan to make a breakthrough in Martial Arts and improve his martial talent, the blood of these two... could be studied and utilized.

Qi Yuan’s words, incomprehensible even to Wen Min, were lost on the siblings.

The boy hesitated briefly, then nodded vigorously, hunching over as he agreed, "Okay!"

After all, for them, leaving this place was the safest option right now.

Their parents had been taken away a while ago to become "military merits."

It could be their turn at any moment.

Now, their only chance of survival was to follow this vehicle and leave Wugui Nation first.

Gazing at Qi Yuan, the dark-skinned boy showed a face full of gratitude.

The filthy little girl, however, was somewhat afraid and dared not look at Qi Yuan.

"Do you have anything? Bring it," Qi Yuan inquired.

The dark-skinned boy, carrying a large bundle on his back and holding his sister’s hand, replied, knowing this bundle was all their family possessions, "Nothing."

"Get on," Qi Yuan commanded.

The dark-skinned boy, without any hesitation, led his sister onto the vehicle.

Wen Min’s vehicle had three rows of seats.

The dark-skinned boy and his sister sat in the last row, the boy with respect in his face, using the phrase most loved by the people of Wugui Nation.

"Black God bless you!"

"You are the most generous person!"

Yaji was not a follower of the Wu Church, but to live in Wugui Nation, he surely knew how to say "Black God bless you."

When Qi Yuan heard this, he laughed and asked, "If I wanted to kill that Sun God of the Taihuang Palace, could the Black God bless me?"

The Sun God of the Taihuang Palace was the man behind the great calamity and currently the most formidable enemy of Qi Yuan in the Canglan Realm.

Caught off guard by Qi Yuan’s remark, Yaji paused, unsure how to respond.

Yet, the dirty little girl spoke up, "I’ve heard people say the Black God is very powerful, that he can run carrying a mountain... he should... be able to bless you!"

Having lived in Wugui Nation, they were naturally influenced by tales of the Black God’s might.

Qi Yuan chuckled, "It’s all made up, and even the divinities they invent aren’t that powerful.

To run carrying a mountain... That seems weak."

Qi Yuan found that the people in this world were highly practical.

Even their myths were down to earth.

A deity in their stories would never dare to be portrayed as omnipotent.

It made him wonder whether this was due to sheer practicality or if there was a deeper reason.

Yaji didn’t fully grasp what Qi Yuan was saying. Looking out the car window, he felt somewhat more at ease and quietly asked, "Sir... when do we leave Wugui?"

Leaving Wugui Nation was his ultimate wish.

In this foreign land, other than his sister, he had no other family left.

As for revenge, that was out of the question.

Struggling just to survive, people like them couldn’t even dream of vengeance.

"We’ll go after I pick up a friend," Qi Yuan replied nonchalantly.

Wen Min, who was driving, remained silent.

He didn’t know why Qi Yuan insisted on bringing these two children along.

He was also clueless about what Qi Yuan was relying on to dare to retrieve his boss from the barracks.

The car sped along, with Wen Min refueling once en route and driving as fast as possible.

Following the navigation, the car quickly headed toward the location of the barracks.

The drones in the sky also started to increase.

However, it was clear that at this moment, none of these drones were paying attention to this vehicle within the territory.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.