Chapter 151 Blessed Land or Deadly Hell?



“Blue Flower Clan, Thousand Silk Clan…” Everyone recognized the familiar faces. “They are here to handle trade with the outside world and are extremely skilled at cultivating spiritual herbs. They will surely thrive in the outside world.”

"Yes, I've heard that in the human realm, spirit herb cultivators have a very high status. They live in luxury, with servants at their beck and call."

Many of the younger members of the Longevity Clan even expressed envy.

"That's great! I only hit my maid yesterday, and she sued me for breaking the contract. I was punished with three strokes of the cane and had to pay her compensation. If this happened outside, no one would say a word against me." Several well-dressed young men grumbled together.

"It's clearly my family's money that's supporting them, yet they're so ungrateful."

The female ruler's eyes turned slightly cold. It seemed that, without her knowledge, some unseen seedlings in the world of immortality had already decayed.

They are unaware of the saying in the human world: "Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts."

The human race has a vast territory with three thousand small worlds. Cities repel each other, and there are even more conflicts between worlds.

The other realms are much the same: people in the upper city look down on people in the lower city, and people in the upper realm look down on people in the lower realm.

Even worse, the rich look down on the poor, and those in high positions look down on those in low positions.

The Changsheng Realm is different. Take Feng Qiwu, for example. As a child of the number one clan in the Changsheng Realm, he is always happy to chat with people when he goes out and can easily play with them.

The Night Vine Clan has low cultivation talent and short lifespan. Apart from being good at tending to vine-type spiritual herbs, they have no other advantages.

He would not grovel before Feng Qiwu, nor would he consider himself inferior, and Feng Qiwu would not treat him as a servant.

Each clan also has guards and maids, but they are bound by contracts and are merely resources for each other.

If you're willing to do it, then do it; if you're not willing to do it, then find another way when the contract expires.

The queen felt that she wanted to protect all her people and live up to the trust placed in her by that person years ago, but she did not expect that her people would complain that she was meddling too much.

In the water mirror, the tribes that had been expelled from the boundary complained and hated each other. The elders of each tribe finally managed to settle their people temporarily around them and held a small meeting.

All of this was observed by all the members of the Immortal Clan.

"I never expected His Majesty to be so heartless and ruthless, actually banishing us." An elderly man with gray hair slammed his fist on the table.

Another younger-looking man snorted, "It's that Jacaranda from the Jacaranda clan again. He's good for nothing but causing trouble. All he did was steal some medicinal people with pure spiritual energy, and he still managed to cause a mess."

The woman in blue standing next to her said with dissatisfaction, "How can this be blamed on my Blue Flower Clan? If the Thousand Silk Clan hadn't said in the beginning that those useless clansmen were so valuable outside, and that the passage was absolutely safe and no one would find out, why would we have agreed to do such a thing?"

"Alright! Now that things have come to this, we must unite! There's no point in talking about the past anymore; if we keep arguing, we'll all die," said the white-haired old man who spoke first.

Both Chief Lanhua and Chief Qiansi shut their mouths and turned to the old man: "Elder Tengyan, is the god you mentioned earlier willing to accept us?"

Teng Yan nodded: "Of course, but he also has some requirements."

"Just tell us, and if it's possible, we'll definitely do it," the two clan leaders said, sounding quite eager.

“He wants fifty medicine men. If we give them to him, he will be willing to shelter us and provide us with a place to stay.”

Chief Qian Si's face darkened: "Now that we've been driven out, where are we going to get medicine from them?"

Teng Yan glanced outside the tent, puzzled, and said, "Fifty people aren't impossible to hand over."

Chief Lan Hua's expression changed slightly: "Those are our clansmen!"

“If each clan sends seventeen people, we can easily gather fifty.” Teng Yan’s eyes were sinister. “There are always some old, weak, sick and disabled people we can discard. They’re just for refining pill embryos anyway, and the other party doesn’t care about the quality. This way, we can ensure the survival of more clansmen.”

Seeing that the other two elders were still hesitating, Teng Yan sneered: "You usually deceive those fools by saying that the outside world is a paradise, you don't believe it too, do you? If it weren't for the protection of another god, our three clans would not have a good life no matter which realm we go to."

The two elders' faces turned pale and then red. Finally, they looked at each other and said, "It seems that this is the only way. Sacrificing a small number of our people can save more of our people."

After discussing the matter, the group composed themselves and led everyone into the Six Realms Passage.

At this moment, curses and insults were heard constantly in various squares of the Immortal Realm.

"They send their own people to others to make medicine; do they even deserve to be chieftains?"

"Why not go to the human realm? Isn't the human realm known for its gentle nature and immense respect for alchemists and herb cultivators?"

"They're a bunch of liars! Everything they said to us was a lie!"

The queen waved her hand and placed a slightly smaller water mirror next to the large one.

In the water mirror, on the boiling alchemy furnace, the alchemist was gripping the neck of a member of the Longevity Clan, extracting his primordial spiritual power to refine pills, sealing the Longevity Clan member's soul within his body, and directly throwing it into the furnace to refine the pills.

For a moment, heart-wrenching screams and the cries for help from the Blood Weeping Gang echoed throughout the entire Changsheng Clan.

The alchemist was still complaining to the jacaranda tree next to him: "The quality of the medicine figures this time is not good enough. Get more high-quality ones. The prices they are offering for the pills over there are getting higher and higher."

"High-quality medicine people are all from prominent families, or they already hold positions. How can they be so easy to obtain?" Jacaranda frowned unhappily and kicked the clansmen a few times because she found them too noisy.

“Last time we tricked some scions of powerful families. Those fools think the outside world is some kind of wonderful place. I bet it won’t be long before they’re begging me to bring them out.” Jacaranda laughed. “These scions of powerful families are of high quality and not easy to get. We need to raise the price properly.”

"No problem, no problem. Those young medicine people with pure appearances are also good. Bring more of them."

"There are few offspring in the realm of immortals. You can have them, but the resources will have to be ten times more." Jacaranda's cold words, as if she didn't consider these people as her own kind at all, were a clear indication of her bargaining skills.

The plaza in the Realm of Immortality was deathly silent.

The group of teenagers, who had been huddled together and filled with anticipation for the outside world, all turned deathly pale: "Impossible...impossible."

At this moment, several members of the Changsheng clan who had been sent back by Ruoruo appeared and told everyone about their experiences, bit by bit. They also voluntarily allowed the Queen to extract their soul memories so that these people would no longer have any expectations of the outside world.

Hundreds of squares erupted in chaos. People who had lost loved ones wept bitterly, while those who had almost been scammed felt a pang of guilt and hurled curses.

Chaos ensued.

The Empress's cold voice resounded throughout the entire Realm of Immortality: "The Water Mirror will run for two months. If you want to see the outside world, then I will let you see for yourselves whether the outside world is a blessed land or a hell that will take your lives."

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