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Chapter 495 - 443: Victims of War

Chapter 495: Chapter 443: Victims of War

Kuang Weiping, jolted by a mournful howl, stopped his painful expression, and looked at Wang Zijia with cold, emotionless eyes.

Name: Kuang Weiping

Spiritual Roots: Medium grade Demonic Spirit Root (Demon Change)

Cultivation: Acquired Entry

Power: Three Years (3/100)

Cultivation Method: Basic Yue Lin Blade

Usable value: 23945 (Influence of Demon Change)

Demonic Spirit Root: Developed from ordinary Gold Spiritual Root due to demon change, it can absorb pollution to a certain extent and has strong resistance to various forms of demonic pollution. However, it also greatly influences one’s mind, either resulting in becoming a demon of unparalleled evil or a maniac for demon-slaying.

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Looking at the other party’s information, Wang Zijia raised his eyebrows. While his mind control technique succeeded in preventing the other party from becoming demonized, by a fortunate coincidence, he had created a unique constitution.

Excluding the spiritual roots, the mortal even had tens of thousands of value points!

This was equivalent to gaining the potential of a peak child in a single night, but the pain that this power brought...

In his thoughts, Wang Zijia raised his hand to remove the other party’s mind control technique, dismissed his state of absolute calmness, and said,

"There are two choices for you. Either I kill you to end your current pain and grant you release, or I give you a chance for revenge."

Kuang Weiping, even without the support of the Highest Clarity Technique, looked at Wang Zijia with cold indifference with no trace of joy from being saved.

Hearing Wang Zijia’s words, his expression fluctuated as his raspy voice asked, "Revenge?"

"This is a man-made disaster, a catastrophe instigated by a disciple of the Demon Sect’s Bone Soul," Wang Zijia said indifferently.

"I beseech the immortal to grant me a technique!" Kuang Weiping instantly came to an understanding, suddenly knelt before Wang Zijia and continued to bow his head fervently.

Wang Zijia shook his head and raised his hand to prevent Kuang Weiping from continuing.

Threw an avatar of his paper figure into Kuang Weiping’s Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, inserted a shadow charm summon, opened the contribution mechanism, then indifferently said,

"I have given you the opportunity to ascend, but the path of cultivation must be found by you. The extent you will reach depends entirely on yourself."

"Of course, if you eventually stray into the wrong path and become an assistant to the tyrant on the path of demons, then this opportunity will become your life summoning charm."

Having said that, Wang Zijia paid him no more attention and floated up.

In the end, he was just touched by the other’s experiences, and this was simply a casual act of goodwill!

Kuang Weiping stared blankly at the departing Wang Zijia. Feeling the sudden appearance of a list in his mind, as well as the information about gaining contribution and increasing his cultivation by obtaining pollution and treasures, his eyes gradually became determined.

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"Father, shall we continue on?" In the sky above the city, on the jade shuttle, Chu Ziyu asked.

Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "This is the third disaster-stricken city we’ve encountered in the Chengde Dynasty. The style is the same, they trap cities and nurture abominations to refine human pills."

"There must be a Perfected Demon Man lurking here. If we don’t deal with it, by the time the Sect reinforcements arrive, this country is probably going to be half ruined."

"So what do we do now? Search the entire country?" Chu Ziyu asked doubtfully.

"Go to the capital!" Wang Zijia ordered.

Hearing this, Chu Ziyu refrained from speaking and changed their direction, heading towards the capital of this dynasty.

On their way, Wang Zijia encountered many cities affected by the disaster, making his mood heavy.

After ten days of hurrying, Wang Zijia clearly felt the reaction from the Demon Sect.

The dynasties everywhere started to become chaotic, obviously the Demon Sect’s Bone Soul crowd’s initial response to the previous events.

This was just them mobilizing their hidden personnel and the affiliated sects of Heterodox Dao, the demonic and evil cultivators.

When the official forces from both sides started to confront and lost their restraint and bottom-line, this situation would only worsen.

No matter how much the Sects defended, if the Bone Soul Stay was determined to resort to such man-made disaster methods, the entire northern part of the Wanyu Sect, as well as the mortals of the numerous dynasties, the situation would definitely become extremely messy.

A typical demon disaster would emerge, leading to complete devastation for all creatures!

After all, most of the cultivators from the Demon Sect would manipulate pollution with both hands, with no restraint and no limit as to what they can do. Their harmfulness was really difficult to control.

It was more difficult to defend against than the indiscriminate bombing of my previous life!

Sigh!

In every world’s war, those who suffer in the end are always the lower-class civilians!

Ordinary people never win; they only lose!

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Chengde Dynasty, Imperial Capital, Qin Tian Supervision Headquarters.

The Emperor of the dynasty, Emperor Lin De, taken by the supervisor of the Qin Tian Supervision to personally visit the Xianling Hall, asked the three exalted immortals who guarded the hall with an anxious face,

"The three exalted immortals, just now, someone reported that we lost contact with another four cities. What should we do?"

In the Xianling Hall, the three exalted immortals sat high in the hall, two males and one female. The men were old, with ma-hair white. Although their features were ordinary, they had an impressive aura, giving off the appearance of a sage.

The woman was like a widow in her thirties or forties, her charmishness lingering. Her whole being radiated a completely different allure.The three men furrowed their brows upon hearing the emperor’s question.

These three individuals were indeed the disciples responsible for defending this dynasty. The one leading them, Dong Chengye, was a peak wine monk of the Wanyu Sect. As an elder who had no hope of making a breakthrough and was dissatisfied with his status within the sect, he had simply chosen to take a foreign assignment.

Of the remaining two, the woman, Nie Xianyu, was the head elder from the largest native sect within the dynasty, with an advanced level of cultivation as a wine monk.

Shangguan Qijiang, the man, was a member of a top-tier affiliated sect under the Wanyu Sect and was a top disciple in several surrounding dynasties.

Most of the disciples entrusted with defending the dynasties under the command of the Wanyu Sect followed this pattern.

The disciples of the Wanyu Sect were the main force, with local powers as the supplemental force.

Of course, this presupposed that disciples from the Wanyu Sect were dispatched to the location in question.

"Junior Brother Shangguan, can your sect first dispatch a Perfected Martial Uncle?" Dong Chengye, the disciple representing the Wanyu Sect, asked Shangguan Qijiang.

"This demon disaster is likely caused by a Perfected demon. To think that we can stop this demonic monster is nothing short of a dream," he scoffed.

Shangguan Qijiang of the affiliated sect instantly shook his head. "I sent a message to our sect again this morning. Our Martial Uncles cannot spare any time at all!"

Nie Xianyu of the local sect then looked at Dong Chengye. "Senior Brother, hasn’t a Perfected Individual from the Wanyu Sect arrived yet?"

"Not so soon. Our sect has been extremely busy these few days. Even under normal circumstances, it would take at least ten days to arrive. It’s only been three days since we reported." Dong Chengye answered.

"So what do we do now? If this continues, this dynasty will be ruined, and our task to defend it would be..." Shangguan Qijiang said, frowning.

As the three were discussing, the emperor, looking anxious, watched from the side, unable to interject.

"Local defense disciples, come quickly!"

Just as the three were at their wits’ end, a faint voice suddenly descended from the Nine Heavens, resounding throughout the entire Imperial Palace.

The voice wasn’t loud, but it was shockingly loud.

"Hmm?"

"What is it?"

"Has the support arrived?"

The three were taken aback. After exchanging glances, one flashed away, leaving the pavilion and looking into the distance.

At a glance, they saw that above the core hall of the Imperial Capital’s Imperial Palace, there was a blood-colored jade shuttle, upon which stood two immortal figures.

Before the three could react, they saw the figures atop the jade shuttle had also noticed them.

A flash of blood-colored light, in the next moment, it arrived above their heads.

"Are you three the local defense disciples?" Wang Zijia, donning the aged figure of a demonic child, floated down from the jade shuttle, suspended in front of the group, and asked the three.

Chu Ziyu transformed into a youth and appeared to be following Wang Zijia like an attendant.

For simplicity, the colorful light of the God Wheel was faintly visible behind Wang Zijia, leaving the few people trembling with a dominating momentum.

’Go... God Monarch?!’

The three felt the oppressive force of Wang Zijia’s God Monarch, and they were stupefied, frozen on the spot.

"Father is speaking to you," Chu Ziyu frowned as he looked at the three, his gaze finally landing on Dong Chengye. "You are a defense disciple of the Wanyu Sect, right?"

Only then did the three regain their senses and, in a panic, knelt down. "Disciple Dong Chengye did not know of the God Monarch’s arrival and failed to receive you as I should have. Please forgive me!"

"The younger generation, Shangguan Qijiang (Nie Xianyu), pays respects to the seniors."

At this moment, the emperor also followed suit, seeing this sight, he too was amazed and bowed, "I’ve seen the God Monarch!"

Wang Zijia nodded impassively, without paying attention to the courtesy. He went straight to the point and said, "I happened to pass by here. Tell me about the situation here."

After the three rose, they exchanged glances, and Dong Chengye said, "In response to the God Monarch’s words, five days ago, a disciple reported that suddenly there was a city that lost contact."

"After we personally went to investigate, we found that the city had been sealed off by an array. After we spent half a day breaking it open, we discovered it was nothing more than a ruined ghost city with no living beings present."

"The resentment in the city lingered for a long time and the pollution was extremely dense. We suspected that the demon Daoist refined people into pills and held ceremonies."

"Afterward, we received reports one after another. In just five days, more than thirty cities have fallen, seven or eight of which have been completely abandoned.’

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia’s brow furrowed. "So, you’re saying that you can’t even provide a clue right now, and you’re not even sure if it’s a man-made disaster?"

Dong Chengye, cautious, responded fearfully, "That’s why we only reported it three days ago."

With furrowed eyebrows, Wang Zijia didn’t press the issue of responsibility. He asked the three about the ghost cities for a while, and it turned out that they knew even less than he did.

"Point out the locations of the several cities affected by the disaster on this map for me." Wang Zijia flipped his hand, and a virtual map appeared.

The three immediately stepped forward and began tracing.

After a moment, under the astonished gaze of everyone, they saw Wang Zijia split into identical copies of himself, rushing out of his body and turning into streams of light, flying towards the horizon.

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North of the Imperial Capital, North Guard City.

An old man with a hunched back, accompanied by a limping young man with a donkey face and a short, plump woman with a freckled face, sat near a pavilion, watching the bustling street scene.

The hunchbacked old man’s face was old and ugly, his sparse hair was dry and sparse, he had a mouthful of yellow teeth, and was genuinely hideous.

Next to him was a skeleton-head cane, his back was very hunched, and under his clothes was a huge bulge, like another skull.

As for the limping, donkey-faced youth and the freckled, stubby woman who was 5 feet tall but nearly 4 feet wide and weighed roughly 440 pounds they were a perfect match in terms of attractiveness.