thenovelthief Chapter 661 They are not sinful blood!
Chapter 661 They are not sinful blood!
The sky over the province was gray and gloomy, as if covered by an indelible shadow.
After leaving the Immortal Mountain, Zhu Chen and Shi Hao used a teleportation array to arrive at this land, which was called "Sinful Land" by the cultivators of the Upper Realm.
The teleportation array here is located in a dilapidated stone hall, with mottled runes engraved on the surrounding walls, some of which are already blurred.
The air was filled with a rotten smell, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
Shi Hao took a deep breath, frowned, and said, "Why is the spiritual energy here so thin?"
He had assumed that the upper realm was full of blessed lands, with spiritual energy so rich that it could condense into water droplets.
The spiritual energy concentration in the Sinful State is comparable to that of the lower realm.
It's not even as beautiful as some of the sacred mountains and rivers in the lower realm.
Zhu Chen looked around and said calmly, "Sin Province is the most barren place among the three thousand provinces. The spiritual energy here has been deliberately extracted by the major sects, and the resources have been plundered. The people living here are regarded as the 'Sin Clan' by the major sects of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and suffer systematic discrimination and suppression."
At this point, Zhu Chen's gaze swept intentionally or unintentionally over the low, dilapidated buildings in the distance, and then he continued, "The Sin Province is 230 million kilometers long from east to west and 80 million li long from north to south. It is not a small area, but the overall strength of the cultivators here is extremely weak. The highest combat power is only at the Heavenly God Realm. They are simply unable to compete with the great sects of the Upper Realm. In short, this is just another prison among the three thousand Dao Provinces, no different from the Eight Regions of the Lower Realm."
Shi Hao listened attentively, feeling quite uncomfortable.
"Let's go, let's find a place to stay first, and then make plans..."
Zhu Chen patted Shi Hao on the shoulder and stepped out of the stone hall.
Shi Hao followed behind him, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.
The city was quite large, but there were few pedestrians on the streets. Occasionally, a few cultivators would pass by, but they were all in a hurry, with their heads down and numb expressions on their faces.
Most of the shops on the street were closed, and the few that were open sold the most ordinary things; there were no decent elixirs or magical artifacts to be seen.
After walking for a while, Shi Hao suddenly noticed that some buildings in the city were all decorated with sword-shaped flags.
He had seen that flag before.
It is the symbol of Sword Valley.
"Are the people from Sword Valley here?"
Shi Hao frowned and asked.
Zhu Chen nodded: "Not only Sword Valley, but also the Heaven-Mending Sect, the Demon Sunflower Garden, the Demon Dragon Dao Sect... many major sects have established strongholds in Sin Province. Under the guise of 'management,' they control the cities and towns of Sin Province and exploit the local inhabitants."
Upon hearing this, a chill flashed in Shi Hao's eyes.
The cultivators of the Sinful State have already suffered enough from the exploitation by these people from the Upper Realm.
Unexpectedly, those people even wanted to move into Sin State and even attempt to control it.
Just as Shi Hao was pondering, a commotion suddenly came from ahead.
Immediately afterwards, a group of people ran from the end of the street, looking panicked, some of them even injured.
Shi Hao strode forward and stopped a middle-aged cultivator who was panting heavily. He hurriedly asked, "Fellow Daoist, what happened up ahead? Why are you fleeing in such a panic?"
The middle-aged cultivator was stopped and wanted to get angry, but when he saw that Shi Hao and Zhu Chen were dressed in extraordinary clothes and had a deep aura, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
He took a few breaths before saying with lingering fear, "You're from out of town, aren't you? Something happened up ahead... Up ahead, some Sin Clan cultivators were unwilling to be exploited by the Sword Valley people and tried to resist, but they were killed in public by the Sword Valley cultivators. Even their primordial spirit couldn't escape; their souls were completely scattered!"
Shi Hao frowned: "What right do the people of Sword Valley have to kill people?"
The middle-aged cultivator smiled bitterly, "Why? Because they have bigger fists! The Sword Valley cultivators have long since taken control of this capital. If we, the people of Sinful State, want to live peacefully in the city, we have to pay a certain amount of cultivation resources every now and then. If we can't pay, we'll be publicly executed. That fellow Daoist from Sinful State just now couldn't pay his 'protection money' and was humiliated by the people from Sword Valley. He acted impulsively and the result was..."
He didn't say anything more, but just shook his head, his eyes filled with helplessness and indignation.
Shi Hao released his grip, and the middle-aged cultivator hurriedly ran away with the crowd, fearing that he would get into trouble.
Shi Hao stood still, his fists clenched. Zhu Chen walked to his side, looked into the distance, and said nothing.
"Brother Zhu Chen, I'd like to go and take a look."
Shi Hao said through gritted teeth, his voice low and menacing.
"Let's go then."
Zhu Chen did not refuse.
Like Shi Hao, he came from the lower realm, and naturally he couldn't stand these upper realm cultivators showing off their power here.
The two walked along the street and soon arrived at a square in the city.
There were still quite a few people gathered in the square, but they all stood at a distance and dared not approach.
In the very center of the square, several cultivators dressed in Sword Valley attire were standing there.
The leader was a middle-aged man whose aura was at the peak of the Venerable Realm.
Such a cultivator might be completely insignificant in the entire Upper Realm.
However, in this Sinful State, he is already considered a top expert.
At that moment, Shi Hao suddenly noticed a charred corpse lying at their feet!
A wisp of black smoke was dissipating beside the corpse.
Those were the traces left after the primordial spirit was completely obliterated.
"This is the consequence of resistance."
The middle-aged man surveyed the crowd and said in an icy voice, "You descendants of sinful blood are already blessed to be alive under the protection of Sword Valley. You still dare to make a move? You're courting death!"
The room was completely silent; no one dared to speak.
The indigenous people all bowed their heads, their eyes filled with anger and humiliation, but they dared not show it.
Seeing this scene, Shi Hao could no longer suppress his anger.
He strode towards the square.
Zhu Chen didn't stop him, but simply followed behind with his hands behind his back.
Shi Hao walked to the center of the square, stood next to the charred corpse, and looked up at the middle-aged man.
"who are you?"
The middle-aged man frowned. As he sized up Shi Hao, he asked, "You look unfamiliar. You don't seem to be from Zuizhou, do you?"
Shi Hao didn't answer his question, but instead asked him directly, "What crime did he commit? Why did you kill him?"
The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback: "What did you say?"
Shi Hao pointed at the corpse at his feet and said angrily, "I said... what crime did he commit that you wanted to kill him?"
The middle-aged man sneered: "A descendant of a sinful bloodline, daring to lay a hand on the people of Sword Valley, this is a capital offense. What, you want to stand up for him?"
Shi Hao looked at him and said, word by word, "He is not the Sinful Blood, you... are!"
The middle-aged man's face darkened: "You're asking for death!"
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and several Sword Valley cultivators behind him immediately surrounded him.
...(End of this chapter)