Sitting in the young man's chair, Li Su ate the fruit the servants had brought him.
It tasted pretty good, somewhat like Hami melon, only much sweeter. More importantly, it could increase true qi, making it a decent cultivation resource.
Over the past few days, he had figured out a few things.
First was why he had capsized in the gutter. It was not that Li Su had been insufficiently vigilant—his luck had simply been poor.
A fairly large-scale unrest had broken out in this territory, and many people had died.
In short, someone had discovered the truth about the "population" and spread the news. Then over a hundred disciples who had made considerable progress joined forces, intending to refine first-grade human corpses and seize control of their own fates before they were captured.
Their plan had undoubtedly been good. Unfortunately, they had fallen short at the final step and been discovered by that young man.
The final outcome went without saying. All the Foundation Establishment cultivators were captured and turned into the pigs in the rear hall.
Of course, that was not the end of it.
This incident had had a major impact. Although the young man had managed to suppress it, not only had he lost a great deal of "population," but it had taken nearly a year to fully settle the whole affair.
His earlier anger had also stemmed from believing that he had not caught everyone.
Once the truth spread, it became extremely troublesome. It was not something that could be resolved by catching one or two people.
Li Su had simply been unlucky enough to walk straight into the blade's edge. To deal with this situation, the young man had spent a great price to specially hire people to handle it—the five-man squad from before.