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Chapter 629: Chapter 628: Refugees

“The spiritual energy of this Eight Desolate World is so rich, quite comparable to our Jiuzhou.”

“Indeed, under such conditions, it’s no wonder that eight Transcendance Tribulation Stage cultivators have emerged.”

“I only heard about some events in the Eight Desolate World before, but didn’t pay much attention. Now that I’m here, I realize that the Eight Desolate is a Star World.”

“Mortals and cultivators coexist on one planet, and the ruler of the planet, a God-transformation stage cultivator, is the Star Master.”

“Regions consisting of life-bearing planets are called Star Domains. Above the Star Masters are the cultivators we met who are at the Body Integration Realm, known as Domain Masters.”

The three of them, disguised as mortals, landed on the most ordinary life-bearing planet, walking along the royal road to the imperial city, discussing the information they had just gathered.

“Domain Masters’ territories vary in size, with the number of life-bearing planets they rule ranging from several dozen to hundreds.”

“Above the hundred Domain Masters are the eight Desolate Masters.”

“By this calculation, the population of the Eight Desolate World is larger than Jiuzhou’s, but the proportion of cultivators is quite small.”

Star Masters, Domain Masters, Desolate Masters, these are the ruling echelons of the Eight Desolate World.

“As for the three immortals mentioned by Qian, there are only some vague legends. Not enough to count as genuine.”

Jiang Li shook his head; the news from this star was too isolated. There are several countries on this star, and the so-called history books only record the history of these countries.

The myths and legends are mainly about the Star Masters, only mentioning “Domain Masters” and “Desolate Masters” in passing. They are almost equivalent to zero in terms of reference value; there is virtually no useful information.

“Common people use copper coins as circulation currency, and a plain book costs three taels of silver, only the official commercial aristocracy can afford it.”

“Among ordinary people, class is very clear. Farmers remain farmers their entire lives. Without money, they can’t afford education, and it’s impossible for them to become court officials through imperial examination.”

On their arrival at the entrance of the Imperial City, they heard a commotion before they could inspect properly.

“Get out, you eyesore of a lowlife! His Majesty is merciful to let you live outside the city, and yet you overstep and think you can enter the imperial city.”

“Look at yourselves, dirty as if you’ve crawled out of mud, not even having a complete set of clothes. What entitlement do you have to enter the city?”

The city gate guards tossed several refugees out of the city with expressions of disgust, incessantly cursing.

Outside the city were not only a few refugees, but thousands upon thousands. They were starving, emaciated, barely clothed, and living in makeshift tents.

This situation reminded Jiang Li of the refugees he had seen in the zombie world, striking a high degree of similarity.

Bai Hongtu and Yu Yin were slightly uncomfortable with this situation; Jiuzhou hadn’t seen refugees for thousands of years.

“Kind soul, please show some mercy. Could you spare a little food for this child?” A woman saw Jiang Li and his companions dressed in finery, indicating wealth, and knelt in front of Jiang Li begging for food.

The woman was skeletal, barely recognizable as female unless observed closely. She held a child in her arms, who also looked starved.

Bai Hongtu squatted down, touching the child’s small hand, surprised, “This child has a fever. He needs urgent medical attention.”

But where would the woman have money for medical treatment?

Bai Hongtu understood the woman’s predicament and took out a medicinal pill, feeding it to the child. The medicine transformed into a stream of water upon entering the child’s body, swiftly calming the child’s labored breaths.

Yu Yin took out food intending to share with the woman and child. Seeing this, a group of refugees surrounded her, reaching for the food.

The situation of these refugees was similar to that of the woman.

Just as Yu Yin was about to distribute more food, she heard the sound of a gong.

“Food’s ready, food’s ready. Hey, hey, hey, you lot over there. If you don’t queue up, you won’t have a share of today’s meal!”

Upon hearing this, the refugees stopped pestering Yu Yin and hurriedly turned around to grab their broken bowls and queue up at the soup distribution site.

The man striking the gong had a loud and clear voice, with a steady gait, clearly having undergone some training.

He carried hundreds of pounds of porridge from his trolley without breaking a sweat.

The gong striker left his companion to distribute porridge as he approached Jiang Li.

“Who are you here on behalf of, young master and miss? Careful when handing food out in front of refugees; they might swarm you and rob everything valuable from you!”

Jiang Li bowed in thanks, “Thank you for your help, brother. Where did these refugees come from, and why is the court ignoring them?”

Seeing his polite manner, the gong striker’s demeanor softened.

“I am Feng Qiang, the senior brother of Qingfeng Martial Hall. A few months ago, there was a great flood in the south which destroyed crops. In some areas, there was no harvest at all. The court allocated funds, but they were squandered away through corruption. The people in those areas had to leave their homes and come to the Imperial City, imploring the court to spare some food.”

“But now, the Huolong Sect where the Star Master resides is coming for an inspection, and the court simply doesn’t have the time to take care of these people. My kind-hearted master ordered me to distribute porridge here. But our Qingfeng Martial Hall doesn’t have a lot of money, the daily porridge is just enough to keep them from starving.”

“Has the Huolong Sect done nothing in view of the floods in the south?”

Feng Qiang laughed as if he had heard a good joke, “Help? Would those esteemed cultivators bother to care about the lives of mortals?”

Feng Qiang sarcastically commented, “In my opinion, it won’t be long before the court evicts these people ten miles away from the Imperial City under the pretext of maintaining its appearance, preventing them from defiling the eyes of the esteemed Huolong Sect Master.”

“Everyone knows that His Majesty harbors the ambition to cultivate. It’s impossible to practice cultivation with the Five Elements Spiritual Root, and yet His Majesty wholeheartedly seeks advice from the Huolong Sect, praying that they will reveal their cultivation techniques.”

Feng Qiang realized he had spoken too much and quickly shut his mouth, changing the subject: “If you gentlemen and lady wish to contribute, you can donate money. We from Qingfeng Martial Hall can act on your behalf, and use the money to buy food.”

Bai Hongtu took out some gold and handed it to Feng Qiang, who was taken aback: “You are truly distinguished guests. With this money, the refugees can buy enough food to last until next year’s harvest.”

“May I know your names, so that the refugees can express their gratitude?”

“My name is Jiang Li, and these two are Bai Hongtu and Yu Yin. We are cultivators, not from any affluent families.”

“Cultivators?” Feng Qiang was stunned. In his mind, cultivators were not so approachable.

Even the cleaning staff of the cultivation sects, who had only reached the first level of Qi Cultivation, walked arrogantly here, looking down on those who practice martial arts like him.

“I see that you have a long and steady breath, with firm steps. You seem to be a martial artist. Would you be willing to discuss martial arts with us?”

Feng Qiang sighed, sounding a bit dejected: “There’s not much to talk about with martial arts. It’s just a facade to scare people.”

“The origins of martial arts can’t be traced. It is said that because we can’t cultivate due to our Five Elements Spiritual Root, any attempt at cultivation would merely waste spiritual energy.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“There were people who were not willing to be oppressed by cultivators their entire lives and thus created martial arts, trying to establish a platform equal to that of the cultivators.”

“Unfortunately, after martial arts was created, we became slaves.”

“Slaves?”

Feng Qiang rolled up his sleeves, showing a blue pattern on his arm: “This is the slave mark planted by the Huolong Sect. Every martial artist must be marked with it. Anyone found practicing martial arts without the slave mark will be killed on the spot.”

“We are also referred to as martial slaves.”

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