Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens

Sacrifices and Livestock

Peering into the distance, Mu Yu still contemplated if his decision was correct. Nevertheless, he was not going to change his stance until cultivators showed they were not selfish cowards. Qiao Xue and Tian Ran, who sat behind him, had a general idea as to what happened between the brothers. A-Dai joined them since he wanted to play with Xiaoshuai.

The group decided to pull over at Mist City on the way to Pill Cauldron Sect with the aim of collecting intel on Third Heaven Palace’s movements, only to be astonished with the ominous presence in it. Multiple lunar race monsters patrolled the skies, while their other kin whipped dozens of humans with chains around their necks along. Each whip imparted black qi onto the human slaves, resulting in the black qi devouring them.

“The foreign races have successfully invaded, huh?” Mu Yu remarked. “Wait here for me. I’m going to pop into the city.” On his way in, Mu Yu cast a formation to hide his presence.

“Get a move on, kekeke,” commanded a lunar race monster, speaking to a line of human slaves who resembled sick people, while other foreign races whipped them.

Mu Yu went to the front of the line to see hundreds of lunar race monsters sitting in an abode. The humans in the line filed up to the table and offered an arm on their knees. The monsters would grab their arms and suck out their blood, cackling while the humans’ teeth chattered. Despite the monsters being mere Primordial Infant Realm children, the cultivators did not dare to fight back.

“Enough. Don’t suck all of his blood. We don’t have infinite replacements if you suck him dead. We need to raise more humans first to ensure we have a constant supply.” A Spirit Severing Realm monster took away an elder who had passed out.

Another monster kicked the feeble elder who had multiple bite marks of varying periods ago and commented, “He’s done. Send him to the soul race so that they can absorb his soul.”

“Yes sir.” Two cultivators waiting in the corner shakily dragged off the elder.

An Ascension Realm monster ordered, “Young ones, Third Heaven’s humans are now valuable, so manage yourselves. If you overdo it, you won’t have anything left to eat in the future. Third Heaven isn’t ours alone, after all. Manage your intake!”

The responses of the young monsters were clumsy, evidence that they were still trying to get a few more sucks while the adult was lecturing them.

Enraged, Mu Yu was going to lash until Xiang Nan showed up next to him and warned, “Wait, we need to learn all that we can first.”

Lie Shang appeared on Mu Yu’s other side and pulled him away. “Come with us.”

They arrived at a large, dark room comparable to a slaughter ground as corpses with some barely-breathing humans littered the ground. The majority of the dead were elders and children. Mu Yu asked, “What happened?”

Xiang Nan answered, “We only arrived four hours before you did. It seems we all underestimated the extent of their conspiracy.”

Mu Yu checked on the elder he saw before and confirmed the elder had passed away, though his soul was still inside his body – courtesy of the soul race’s formation cast on the room.

“While we were only at Ancient Battleground for several days, an entire year has gone by at Third Heaven,” Lie Shang educated.

Mu Yu spotted an old human who was unconscious still hugging her dead teenage son. “I’m going to slaughter every last one of them!”

“That’s the easy part. We have to consider whether or not the human race is worth saving,” opined Xiang Nan.

“Explain.”

“You know what the worst part about the human race is? They’re helping foreign races oppress their own kind to save themselves from the same fate! So many of them have joined Holy Monarch Union. Holy Monarch Union’s cultivators are serving the foreign races oppress other humans!” Lie Shang walked out of the room, not having to worry about being seen thanks to their domain abilities.

The trio went through the line to the west of the city, where they saw a group of Spirit Severing Realm cultivators wearing purple uniforms, each sitting on their bottoms and condescendingly shouting at non-cultivators. The cultivators hastened the ordinary folks to sit on the rocks and place their hands down on the same rock. The rock would glow a different colour according to individual differences, and then the cultivators would send them off into different groups.

“There are seven possible colours: crimson, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple. The formation imbued in the rock tests the humans’ physical condition to avoid them offering excessive blood volumes to the lunar race and dying. A purple glow means that they don’t have to donate blood for seven days. A blue glow means they can rest for six days. A red light means they have to continue offering blood tomorrow. If cultivators wish to join Holy Monarch Union, they must, at least, be at Spirit Severing Realm. Else, their only fate is being a blood supply,” Xiang Nan expounded. “You want to rescue them?”

Xiang Nan led Mu Yu to the east of the city, where there were hundreds of cultivators devotedly cultivating. “Even cultivators are providing blood for Body Synthesis Realm and beyond monsters.”

“I’ve ascended! I’ve ascended to Spirit Severing Realm! I can join Holy Monarch Union now!” A middle-aged cultivator, who had several bite marks on his arms, ran over to a Body Synthesis Realm lunar race member to implore on his knees, “Sir, Sir, Please allow me to join! Please accept me!”

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