After two hours of rapid flight, Xuan's servant entered the territory of the Wu clan.
Just glancing down, Xuan looked suspicious in disbelief, "What? This is the world of the Witch Clan?"
All I could see below was overgrown grass, dry land, and a gaping hole big enough to hold another person.
The lake has bottomed out, and the soft mud has been hardened by the sun. In the mountain forest, the leaves of the trees have turned yellow, fallen off, and the branches have dried up, and they are still making their final death struggle.
There was no greenery in the entire land, and for a moment Dixuan thought he had entered a desolate hell.
No wonder these people from the Witch Clan are wearing animal skins again. I thought they were following the retro style, but it turns out... how can we weave clothes when there is no water?
After flying forward for a while, it seemed that we had arrived at a town. The situation was better than the desert just now. At least there were people there.
However, in the town below, the cries of women, the shouts of children, and the curses of men could be heard all the time.
Xuan flew down until he could see and hear the whole picture clearly. Most of the people of the Wu clan here had a hungry look on their faces and looked hopeless.
On a pavilion in the distance, a man from the Wu clan in luxurious clothes was shouting arrogantly at the three people kneeling on the ground.
"You old fool, your two daughters still want to sell two spiritual stones, and you don't care what they are!"
"Sir, please do it. We really can't let the blame go. Otherwise, I won't be willing to sell my two precious daughters!"
An old man with a ravaged face said good things while weeping.
The ravines on his face have penetrated deep into the skin texture, even squeezing his eyes into a line. Due to years of hunger, his skin is dark and covered with dark brown spots, and he looks like he is about to die.
"Okay, okay, get out of here, one and a half spiritual stones, no more, next one!"
The young man in fine clothes spat, disdainfully saying that he had dirty his eyes.
The two women next to the old man sat helplessly on the ground, watching the old father take away the half-spiritual stone, with numb and indifferent expressions on their faces.
For them, they no longer have a home. If they run back, they will be beaten and the whole family will be affected.
There was already a long queue behind them, and they all came to sell their daughters in a similar situation.
Among the men in the town who are better off, there is no one who doesn't have three wives and four concubines, hugging each other.
To them, the poor man's daughter is like a toy, fresh, beautiful, and fun. After playing with it, they get a new one, and so on.
And the sorcerer who is in charge of the deacon in the town is currently holding these bought women in Yihongyuan, enjoying the good food and drinking spicy food.
"Come, come, little beauty, let's have a drink!"
The words were full of teasing and drunkenness.
Looking around, in the entire Yihong Courtyard, every woman is wearing scantily clad clothes. The cloth on her body can only cover some sensitive parts, and the rest is only covered by a looming veil.
Not only that, they were also forced to stand at the door to solicit customers. Anyone with a few dollars in their pockets was pulled over and forced to spend money.
All production and cultivation matters have been delayed, and there is no one to do them.
Everyone is starving to death, desperate and desperate, playing to death, this place seems to have become a forgotten place in the fairy world.
Rao Shixuan, who prides himself on being ruthless and killing people without blinking an eye, just couldn't stand it any longer, so he led the imperial guards directly to the sky above the town.
Yulingwei slashed down with two swords, and the roof of Yihongyuan was torn off, and the people in the house were trembling with fear.
A hungover person, who has not yet sobered up, murmured: "Have another drink, there is still another drink, why make a fuss!"
The two imperial guards flew straight to the sky above the roof. With a flick of their hands, a ray of light emitted from their hands, and the deacon's wizard was instantly tied up.
With another wave of his hand, Wu Chen was blown to the ground outside the house by a strong wind.
One after another, several other deacons were also thrown out.
"Who? Who is so bold? Do you know who I am?" The demonic minister was furious and uttered arrogant words.
The Yuling Guard moved his hand slightly, and a few loud big-eared melon seeds hit their faces.
For a long time, these people who had been waving and shouting just now were beaten to the ground, unable to stand up, and gasping for air.
The blood in his mouth had dripped from the corner of his mouth into the dust on the ground.
After more than ten breaths, the deacon's wizard raised his head with difficulty, and three teeth came out of his mouth.
His eyes were so painful that he couldn't see clearly the faces of Xuan and Yu Lingwei. It was probably because he hadn't been in the sun for a long time and had been drinking and eating meat every day.
"May I ask who is here? This is our Witch Clan's territory. You...you..."
Before he finished speaking, Yulingwei glared at him fiercely, "Huh?"
"We surrender! Surrender!" The wizard could no longer resist and slumped to the ground, letting the imperial guards handle him.
"Sages, please save us poor people, we can't survive anymore!"
One by one, the common people of the Wu clan, who were sallow and skinny and looked haggard, knelt down.
"Take us away too, we can't survive here!"
"Just give us something to eat!"
Xuan let out a long sigh and signaled the imperial guard to kill the deacon's shaman.
Then, a long rope was used to pull up these slaves who had obtained them without any effort.
"You guys, clean up the battlefield!"
After receiving the order, the three imperial guards quickly dispersed and searched the town.
When he returned, the storage ring was filled with treasures collected by many wizards.
"Very good!" Mysterious consciousness swept over and praised, "Continue to move towards the new capital of the Wu Clan!"
"Yes, Lord Xuan!" Then hundreds of imperial guards set off again, leading a long line of slaves behind them.
From a distance, it looks like a snake stretching out in the desert. The head of the snake moves forward very fast, and the tail of the snake is quickly pulled.
When we arrived at the next town, it looked more prosperous on the surface, but upon closer inspection, it was completely different.
The most lively place on the street is Yihongyuan, where wealthy Wu men dress gorgeously and hug each other.
There was even a weird performance on the street. The mother of Yihongyuan asked the daughters of poor families to compete on stage. Whoever seduced the most men would be worth more.
However, not only dignitaries love to watch it, but also poor people come to join in the fun. The hardship of life has long made them callous.
Watching the girls on the stage who were originally from good families, they all resorted to clumsy seduction techniques and made fools of themselves, making everyone laugh.
Even being laughed at as a bitch, there is no room for sadness. Some of the thin-skinned good men have already hit their heads against the pillars and died.
But this was also regarded as a kind of performance, "You bitch, if you can't do it, go ahead and hit the pole!"