Chapter 1424 - 375: Man-Eating City (Part 4)

Chapter 1424: Chapter 375: Man-Eating City (Part 4)

Yuchi thought for a while, then decisively changed into one of his own blue outfits, only to realize he looked like a complete clown. Originally he’d planned to use this blue robe as part of his Song Bei persona, but in the end he found that idea was totally unnecessary.

Forget it, forget it, better change back into that old black brocade. That one doesn’t look particularly expensive anyway.

After all, if something can hurt him, then what he’s wearing doesn’t matter; if it can’t hurt him, then even wearing women’s clothes would be no big deal.

He finished changing—black clothes on, then smeared a bit of dust over them, tidied up the Immortal Sword, casually plucked some wildflowers and weeds from the roadside, stuffed them into a busted bamboo basket he picked up. In a flash, he went from President of the Jiangnan United Commerce Association to a poor woodcutter.

Then he looked toward the end of the dirt road in front of him, where he could see several carriages and a few scattered people.

"Huh, there are actually quite a few Cultivators among them? But these Cultivators don’t seem all that bright. Their disguises are full of holes, so are they supposed to be the good guys or the bad guys, huh?"

This kind of thing jumps out at you at a glance, their Spirit Roots are right there in plain sight, not to mention at his current level, if he wants to observe someone, they simply can’t hide from him. And these people’s Spirit Roots are generally weak—some have First-Grade Spirit Roots, some second-grade, and that’s about it.

So here’s the question: why are these Cultivators disguised as commoners? Is cosplay the in-thing now?

Don’t understand it but it looks badass.

Yuchi headed toward the city. Once he got close, he could finally see the actual situation through the billowing thick smoke. And when he saw the entire mass of civilians who’d been completely slaughtered, his eyes instantly filled with disgust, his expression turned ice-cold, waves of killing intent shot out from his gaze.

"So this place really has been scorched by war. From above, the city looked perfectly fine, perfectly An Ning, but I didn’t expect so many dead outside the walls. There are at least a few hundred civilians in those two big pits. I don’t believe they all just died naturally inside the city."

"Motherfuckers, these bastards are really screwing around."

And just as Yuchi was staring blankly at the corpses, the soldiers in the distance turned their eyes on him.

"Hahahahaha, didn’t expect our luck to be this good today. How many batches of people is this now coming to our city as guests?"

"Hahahahahaha, so what are you still standing around for? Hurry up and invite them in. The wind outside is so strong; if they catch a chill it wouldn’t be good at all."

A few soldiers were already walking toward Yuchi, and the way they spoke to him was exactly the same as how they’d just spoken to those other people.

"Dear guest, come on in. You’ve been walking for so long—if you don’t come in as a guest, with night falling soon, it will definitely be very dangerous. So for the sake of your personal safety, please come into the city and rest for a bit. You can make plans tomorrow, it won’t be too late."

Yuchi already wanted to kill these guys. They actually put their hands on his shoulder—there are damn few people who’ve ever touched his shoulder!

Yin Shuang: I have sat on it!

And by now he’d basically guessed what was going on. These guys pretended to invite him in as a guest, but in reality they wanted to trick him inside and butcher him. He knew that look in their eyes all too well.

He’d seen this kind of thing plenty of times in his previous life.

Yo, this young man’s bones are pretty hard. When they shoved him, he actually felt a bit rough to the touch.

The soldiers had absolutely no idea what kind of existence they were dragging into the city, while Yuchi on his side instantly switched into full actor mode.

"No, no, that wouldn’t be good. I still have to go home; my wife and kids are waiting for me. Sir soldier, could you please let me go? I really don’t want to go in and rest. I’m just passing through, that’s all."

As he spoke, his tears fell like rain. To the civilians lining up, he looked exactly like some timid little nobody, completely cowardly.

The military lord was delighted. The more pain he saw on the faces of the common folk, the stronger he felt. It was as if this identity of his could send him straight to Paradise. The smile he put on was pure joy, pure radiance.

The few Cultivators who had just slipped in not far away watched Yuchi’s performance in exasperation. The guy was snot and tears everywhere, his face full of all kinds of pain and tangled emotions.

"Bro, can’t you be a bit more careful at a time like this? You show up alone in a place like this without even checking the situation outside the city? It’s obvious this city is sick to the core, and yet you still ran straight over. Now you’ve been caught, haven’t you?"

"And now look at you—once you’ve been caught, if you want to get out later, you’ll have to pay ten taels of silver. And even after you pay that ten taels of silver, there’s no guarantee you’ll actually leave here alive."