The Situation in the City (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

Miao City's northern district.

All the houses and mansions that had originally stood here had been demolished, and a vast open space had been quickly leveled with spells.

At that moment, tents had been erected across the open ground.

An array had been set up around the area to stop the Azure Plague from spreading.

Inside the array, pained moans rose and fell from the tents. Every so often, a sudden wail would break out. Moments later, a puppet would enter to prepare the newly deceased for burial, wrap them in straw mats, and load them onto a cart to be taken outside the city for cremation.

Pei Ling walked between the tents with a furrowed brow. They were all identical in color and design; only a strip of rag hung at each entrance, fluttering in the wind.

According to the gatekeeping cultivators, a red rag meant the tent housed male commoners, a green rag meant female commoners, and a blue rag meant an entire family.

One strip meant the illness was not too serious; two meant the occupants needed constant attention; three meant those inside could die at any moment.

Pei Ling entered a tent with a single red rag hanging at its entrance. There were seven male commoners inside.

They looked a little unwell, but their spirits were fair. Two of them were even sitting cross-legged on the ground, drawing a grid and using pebbles they had found somewhere as game pieces, playing a distracted game of chess.

The other five were all lying on their beds, but most of them were still conscious. When they saw Pei Ling enter, they tried to get up and salute him. "Immortal Master!"

"There's no need for formalities." Pei Ling shook his head and steadied one of them. "How long have