The Dao Lord's Divine Might, His Godlike Eyes Illuminating a Thousand Autumns, Tusita Heaven!

"Longhua County is lively enough. A pity—if the Longhua Xu Clan didn't harvest its people every fifteen or twenty years, this place would be far more prosperous."

In a restaurant, Dong You sat by a second-floor window. Watching the bustling street outside, he could not help sighing to himself.

Earlier, he, Huang Tian, and Ding Xueyi had been drawn into the Dead Realm. Dong You had arrived alone at a mountain temple, where he fought and killed an evil spirit. After spending the night there, he descended to a nearby village to ask around, then made his way into Longhua County after several detours.

The more he learned in town, the more brutal this world seemed. Cultivators could be cruel enough to feed on people. The Longhua Xu Clan, which ruled the surrounding area, "requisitioned" people from town and countryside every fifteen or twenty years to refine Human Pills.

The people naturally hated it, but they had no power to resist. Since the requisitions were fairly far apart and took relatively few people, mortals still chose to start families and carry on their bloodlines.

People here treated the immortal clans' "requisitions" as an irresistible natural disaster. Whoever died when disaster struck was simply unlucky; everyone else went on with their lives.

Of course, that was what they said. What they truly thought needed no asking—

"If you killed every immortal clan in this world, some would surely be wronged. But if you wiped out half, some would certainly slip through the net." Dong You gave a low, cold laugh, the fingers of his left hand lightly stroking the alloy sword on the table. "The Longhua Xu Clan's ancestor has reached the peak of Dao Foundation. I can't beat him—but his younger clansmen are no match for me. Perhaps I could