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Sure enough, racial discrimination was never lacking on someone else's turf. The demon race, for instance, likewise disliked humans breathing the same sky as them. When I entered the valley, several demon cultivators' children even picked up bricks and stones and hurled them at me. Of course, Luo Yongdan wouldn't allow such a thing to happen. With a wave of his hand, he deflected the stones.
"Everyone, don't misunderstand! He isn't an ordinary human! His body carries the fortune of the Ancestral Dragon God. He is a god! He's here to bring blessings to our race!" Luo Yongdan's voice shook the land for miles, echoing throughout the entire Immortal Valley.
Luo Yongdan really isn't a bad person. Even so, I didn't let down my guard. Those who aren't of my race will always harbor different intentions. All he wanted was the fortune of the Ancestral Dragon. As for my life or death, that was merely a matter of keeping his promise. He wasn't doing this because he had any friendship with me.
"The cultivators outside the valley are equivalent to the outer sect in your lower realm. Their ranks include the descendants and family members of cultivators. Some cultivate, while others don't. Those who don't cultivate all engage in one business or another, to a greater or lesser degree. They're indispensable to Tranquil Immortal Valley. Beyond that is Tranquil Immortal Valley proper, our sacred cultivation ground. Xia You, we'll set aside a restricted area for you by Tranquil Lake. You'll live there. You'll lack a certain amount of freedom, but at least you'll be safe, won't you?" Luo Yongdan smiled, then led me along the main road from the outer valley toward the valley proper.
"It's house arrest anyway. Senior can make the arrangements. I don't like being disturbed,