Chapter 51: Kindness of Heart

The masters are kind-hearted and cannot bear to see the disaster victims suffer.

Consequently, the bureaucrats of Jinque City, acting on the will of their superiors, arranged for the displaced disaster victims to be settled in the far suburbs.

This allowed the masters of all Jinque City to stand on their own pavilions and gaze into the distance, seeing only a scene of a peaceful and prosperous age, with clear rivers and calm seas.

Yet, in the far suburbs, near a large river, lay the gathering place of the disaster victims.

Because of the orders from the Inspector, they could be considered to have escaped the sea of bitterness.

The City Lord Mansion provided tents, grain, and fuel.

Experienced gentry also came to work with the village elders among the victims to arrange the trivialities of their daily lives.

Do not think this is simple; the eating, drinking, and sanitation of tens of thousands of people, any single item of which, on Water Blue Star in the information age, would not be a simple matter.

The Ji Family dispatched martial artists to help maintain Order and had servants help boil hot porridge for the victims.

There were even more than ten doctors who began to sit in attendance, helping to resolve minor injuries and illnesses.

On a small hillside next to the disaster victim encampment.

The young master of the City Lord Mansion and several Loose Cultivators stood above, looking down at the victims below.

That square-faced young master of the City Lord Mansion, already half a hundred years old, said with some displeasure: "These disaster victims are too miserable this time; there is no profit left to squeeze!"

"The unscrupulous merchants in those large cities upstream are too hateful; they didn't leave a single scrap for these victims!"

A Loose Cultivator, hearing the young master's lament, hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Indeed, I went to look them over earlier, but I didn't find a single child that caught my eye. I fear those of good quality were already spotted and bought up by those fellows upstream."

When noble families cultivate servants, besides those born into the household, what they like most is to encounter a group of disaster victims and buy the children who are good-looking or appear to have potential. Such children have suffered and know that their survival depends on the master's house.

After being well-trained by the master's house, with a carrot and a stick for a few years, they are usually ready for use.

If one happens to have a Spirit Root, or has a special talent in some area, then the master's house has profited, and it can strengthen the family's foundation.

"If it weren't for the Inspector speaking up, given the quality of these victims..."

The young master of the City Lord Mansion shook his head: "Breaking up the healthy and disease-free to scatter them to various farms, and driving away all the rest—and driving away those who refuse—that is the way we maintain a frugal household."

While the young master of the City Lord Mansion was holding forth.

On the other side, several Loose Cultivators also gathered together to meet, expressing their dissatisfaction to one another.

They had been entrusted to come here to buy some disaster victims to fulfill their commission.

Yet they hit a wall in this Jinque City; those acquaintances who were easy to talk to in the past, upon hearing that they intended to target the disaster victims, immediately changed color and shook their heads in refusal.

Even the beauties they had sent over were returned after spending the night.

"This place is cursed!"

After spitting, the several Loose Cultivators left in anger.

There were also Loose Cultivators who remained unwilling to give up and began to harbor other wicked intentions.

Since the high-level connections were not working, they would just find the people in charge below.

He did not believe that those people below could resist the temptation of cold, hard silver! And the result was as expected.

By bribing a few martial artists and one manager.

Taking advantage of the darkness, the three Loose Cultivators lured and deceived over a thousand people away from a disaster victim camp.

They thought it was no big deal; what were a thousand disaster victims?

How could that Inspector have the energy or time to manage these matters? He probably just mentioned it in passing. If they did the surface work well, wouldn't everyone save face and be happy? They did not know.

After Su Ping experienced the calamity at the Jiuye Mountain Market.

He forced himself to comb through the memory fragments of the rats deployed in the Jinque City territory every night.

Suddenly, the petty actions of these people were exposed to Su Ping's eyes.

Su Ping was extremely cautious regarding this kind of human trafficking behavior because of the Blood Sacrifice technique.

"Sigh, truly, kindness is met with bullying."

Su Ping moved his body, left Linyue Villa, and appeared in the suburbs.

Then, after no more than ten minutes of rapid travel, Su Ping, having changed into a black robe and wearing a silver-white mask, appeared before this group, blocking their path with a gun in each hand.

The three Loose Cultivators sensed the dangerous aura of the black-robed person who had appeared on the official road.

They felt the urge to retreat, but thought of the life-saving Talisman they had received from their superior before coming.

The leading Cultivator gathered his courage and stepped forward: "This Daoist, we are Registered Disciples of the Immortal Master Guilingzi; please grant us a convenience!"

"Guilingzi?"

Su Ping quickly went through his memories and confirmed that no Foundation Establishment Cultivator of the Immortal Sects nor any Qi Refining Perfection Cultivator of the cultivation families went by this Daoist name.

Pop, pop, pop! Very quickly, the three Loose Cultivators only saw the black-robed Cultivator before them wave his arms rapidly.

Just as a strong sense of crisis appeared in their minds, they heard the sounds, and at the same time, holes were opened in their heads.

Immediately, they fell straight to the ground, turning into three corpses.

From beginning to end, these three Loose Cultivators were completely unable to react, and even until death, they had not figured out what had happened...

And the life-saving Talisman they relied upon did not even have time to be activated, thus losing its effect entirely.

"Whew!"

Su Ping raised his two guns and blew on the non-existent smoke.

He discovered that by using modern weapons, he was fully qualified for the role of a "trash-mob harvester."

As long as they were Qi Refining Cultivators whose five senses could not keep up with his reaction speed, he could hit their vital points with a single shot and take them out! "The... the Immortal Master masters have just... died?"

The martial artists hired to do the job widened their eyes, looking at the three Loose Cultivators who had fallen to the ground, their bodies going limp.

Before Su Ping could even shout a reprimand, these martial artists who worked for money were the first to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy loudly.

The disaster victims were still stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do.

Some of the sharper ones vaguely guessed that they had been deceived when they were brought out, and their hearts were filled with fear and unease.

"Go back to the camp honestly and accept your punishment."

Su Ping gave a light shout, watching these people retreat in a panic.

Only then did he begin to direct Spirit Mouse Xiaobai and Xiaohui to carry out the looting of the corpses.

Very quickly, Su Ping had an extra Storage Bag and three pale yellow Talismans that looked like ghost scribbles in his hand.

"Three people and only one Storage Bag, and they still dare to come out and do business!"

"Is this... an Evil Ghost Talisman?"

"It can summon a wisp of evil ghost aura to scour an enemy's Divine Sense; at the Qi Refining stage, such a Spirit Talisman attack method could truly give a Loose Cultivator a chance to turn the tables and defeat an ordinary Outer Sect Disciple if used by surprise."

"It seems this so-called Guilingzi at least has some ability."

"But there aren't many of them, otherwise if they had been given a few more protective talismans, it would have at least cost me a few more bullets."

"I have already mastered the Draw-Gun Technique of the Lightning Five-Fold Shot; this opponent wasn't even enough to make me use my full strength!"

After Su Ping finished searching, he handed the Loose Cultivator corpses over to the City Defense Army that had hurried over.

Not long after, a furious Ji Hu arrived at the refugee camp in person with his servants, not only hanging those three imaginative Loose Cultivators on the flagpole.

He also erected several slightly shorter flagpoles beside them, and then hung the stewards and martial artists who had colluded in this incident there.

Such brutal behavior also made the people below clearly realize that those in charge were serious about their stance on this incident!

Especially that Inspector, who truly had the ability to make those who wanted to fish in troubled waters pay the price! Overnight, this spread through the mouths of various large and small factions helping to collect the population.

Jinque City became a tasteless morsel.

And after Su Ping returned to Linyue Villa, he entrusted people to inquire about the news of that so-called Immortal Master Guilingzi.

Su Ping originally thought this would take time, but he did not expect that the next morning, personnel from Small Golden Light Temple would arrive in Jinque City to select a site in advance, and upon learning of this matter, they actually revealed the entire background of that Immortal Master.

(End of this chapter)