A Big Black Pot

Four Thieves.

This truly came as a surprise.

By exposing his own information, Li Su's first goal had been to earn a little extra money; only after that came drawing the demon race's attention.

Yet as he fished and fished, he had somehow lured out the great bandits who had run rampant across the Mortal Realm four hundred years ago.

These four fellows were all extraordinarily formidable.

The monstrous crimes they had committed alone were enough to be called too numerous to record, even if bamboo slips were exhausted.

The corpses piled in their wake were simply unimaginable. Destroying families, exterminating households, wiping out three clans—those four old bastards had done no small share of it all.

Fortunately, there had been no internet in that era. Otherwise, what they had done might have made them even more hated than the demon race.

Military University textbooks were basically all related to World Fragments, yet these four were the sole exception, recorded separately.

At the end, there was even a line left behind.

Had they not died one after another in the decades before the Xia Kingdom was established, and had their clans and sect disciples not been hunted to extinction—

the Xia Kingdom would not have spared them either. Not only them personally, but not a single member of their clans or disciple of their sects would have been spared. Kill them all, and none would be innocent.

Not only them—some old demons who had been lurking in hiding had also emerged one after another, having been hooked and reeled in.

Even that previous Divine Power Realm cultivator had quite a story behind him.

He had been active two hundred years ago. After the Xia Kingdom was established, he had been hunted down—personally pursued by the Zhao Family head of that