Deformed Institutions

In Luo City's central plaza, an enormous statue of the Blood Emperor towered overhead. Bai Yu had been invited by members of the Luo and Li Families to the seat of honor atop the raised platform. Watching the ever-growing crowd gather around them, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

For many of these people were ordinary folk, even low-ranking cultivators.

Yet they had managed to live peacefully within this small world. And after years of development, Luo City had become a small world unto itself.

"I had thought that with aristocratic families standing guard, this city could only be considered a fortress. It seems there are many things one can only understand after seeing them in person."

Bai Yu said lightly as he looked over the dense sea of heads in the plaza.

"Hehe, you jest, sir. Although the White Bone Contemplation Grotto is led by the Luo and Li Families, it is still one great family. And since it is a family, it must multiply and prosper. Nor could the Blood Prison Dynasty possibly disregard human ethics."

"One generation or two might be manageable, but if there were only people from the Luo and Li Families forever, wouldn't everything eventually fall into chaos?"

"Thus, population is also part of the resources. In fact, in order to preserve the purity of the two families, some of these people possess exceptionally precious bloodlines."

Tong Yuan replied with a smile.

Since guarding a small world was a grave responsibility in itself, when it came to compensation, the Blood Prison Dynasty had never treated these aristocratic families poorly. The repeated delays had always been entirely due to population issues; as for other resources, there had always been dedicated funding.

Hearing this, Bai Yu nodded as well.

This twisted set of rules