Chapter 92: Conscripting Loose Cultivators for Military Service, Bone-Burning Soul-Melting Pill

"Husband, you are right; it is better to be cautious."

Hearing this, Ji Bingyu also deeply agreed: "Even for sect disciples with astonishing talent, if they are killed halfway, they may not even succeed in Foundation Establishment, let alone reach higher realms."

She also realized the importance of caution.

Especially in this dangerous Immortal Cultivation World, almost everyone is a competitor.

If one is not careful, they might fall at the hands of others.

Years of cultivation could also be destroyed in an instant.

Of course, this was the first time she had seen someone as cautious as her husband.

However, she felt that it was precisely because of such caution that he could survive in such a dangerous Immortal Cultivation World.

Reckless people cannot live for long.

"That's right. Over these past two years, who knows how many Xianxia Sect disciples have died miserably at the hands of demonic cultivators. The losses are heavy; even becoming a sect disciple does not guarantee a smooth path."

Mu Ziyan also nodded in agreement.

Basically, Miyun City has been besieged by the Youmo Sect for more than two years.

During these two years, the food problem in Miyun City has not only remained unresolved, but the conflicts have also intensified.

After all, the population within the city is simply too large; with everyone needing to eat, the amount of food required is astronomical.

In order to seize food, although open fighting has decreased, secret slaughter has never ceased.

There have even been reports of cultivators starving to death.

"Husband, how much longer do you think Miyun City can hold out? It has already been two years, and the Xianxia Sect hasn't sent anyone to rescue us. Could it be that they have completely abandoned Miyun City?"

Xia Jingyan asked.

She had originally hoped to wait for the arrival of Xianxia Sect reinforcements, at which point she could deal with that group of Youmo Sect cultivators.

Who could have imagined that two years have passed, and not even a shadow of Xianxia Sect reinforcements has appeared.

It is as if the Xianxia Sect has completely abandoned the disciples here.

Many Xianxia Sect disciples staying in Miyun City have begun to feel despair.

"I'm not sure, but regardless of whether help arrives or not, it doesn't matter to us. If we truly encounter danger, we will immediately hide in the Underground Shelter."

Zhou Sui said.

Having a retreat, he was naturally calm and composed.

Whether the Xianxia Sect wins or loses, he has a backup plan and remains in an invincible position.

"Hmm?!"

Just at this moment, Zhou Sui's heart stirred; he sensed a message coming from one of his clones.

After advancing to the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, he could condense seven clones.

He had placed two of these clones deep within the Cloud Mist Mountain Range.

He placed five clones around Miyun City, responsible for monitoring every move in the city, much like surveillance cameras.

They transformed into Gu Insects, merging into the large trees within Miyun City, so naturally, no one would notice them.

One of the clones near his home immediately detected a disturbance.

…………

At this very moment, on a street several miles away from Zhou Sui's home.

A large group of Lu Family cultivators and Xianxia Sect cultivators appeared, fully armed, entering courtyard after courtyard and dragging all the cultivators inside out.

Any cultivator who resisted was beaten until their faces were bruised and swollen.

Some were even severely injured, and the Storage Bags on their bodies were snatched away.

"What exactly are you trying to do? We paid Spirit Stones as rent; why are you laying hands on us?"

A Loose Cultivator at the Qi Refining Late Stage was both shocked and furious, having no idea what was happening, as these Lu Family cultivators and Xianxia Sect cultivators were actually attacking him and beating him up without a word.

If he hadn't been a bit careful, he likely would have been beaten to death.

"By order of the City Lord, in order to resist the Youmo Sect cultivators, every resident in Miyun City has the obligation to fight for Miyun City. You must join the Patrol Guard Army, and at the same time, hand over all the Spirit Stones on your person; all assets are to be confiscated for military use to maintain the safety of Miyun City."

"Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy."

A Lu Family cultivator gave a ferocious smile, filled with murderous intent.

What?!

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the many Loose Cultivators changed drastically. Although they knew the situation in Miyun City was bad, they had not expected it to be this dire.

It had reached the point of capturing Loose Cultivators for military service.

Previously, the Lu Family and the Xianxia Sect only required the Loose Cultivators to pay rent.

But now, they were no longer satisfied with just the Spirit Stones from rent; they wanted all the Spirit Stones on the Loose Cultivators.

They even wanted the Loose Cultivators to join the Patrol Guard Army and stand on the front lines against the demonic cultivators.

Clearly, the frequent battles over these two years had long since caused the Xianxia Sect cultivators to suffer heavy losses, to the point where they had to make up for their military strength.

Before, they had used inducements and were even polite to the Loose Cultivators.

Now, however, their true colors were revealed; they didn't even want to pretend anymore and were resorting to direct robbery.

Any cultivator who dared not to obey would die.

The situation within the city was becoming increasingly brutal.

"You, you!"

The many Loose Cultivators were shocked and furious, and they immediately wanted to fight for their lives.

But seeing the group of Qi Refining Eighth Layer and Qi Refining Ninth Layer cultivators surrounding them, they immediately lost their nerve.

Clearly, the Lu Family and the Xianxia Sect had long been prepared.

These Patrol Guard cultivators were elites, possessing High-grade Magical Tools and powerful combat strength.

If these Loose Cultivators dared to resist, they would immediately perish and their souls would dissipate.

It was not as if no Loose Cultivator had wanted to resist before, but they were beaten into beehives within a single exchange.

There are still a few corpses lying on the ground now, dripping with blood, extremely cruel.

As Loose Cultivators, they were not the type of people who possessed courage to begin with.

Threatened like this, they dared not act rashly.

"What? Do you still want to resist?"

Seeing the appearance of these Loose Cultivators, a Lu Family Elder sneered: "I will tell you honestly, most of the Loose Cultivators at the Qi Refining Late Stage in the entire Miyun City have already joined the Patrol Guard Army.

Relying on your strength, if you want to resist the Patrol Guard Army, then there is only a dead end; do you want to join the Patrol Guard Army, or do you want to become a corpse? Choose for yourselves."

To tell the truth, there was a reason for the Lu Family and the Xianxia Sect to make their move at this time.

Over the past half year, they had been secretly gathering the Cultivators at the Qi Refining Late Stage in the city, and had already successfully gathered more than half.

In this way, it was equivalent to the high-end combat power in the city basically all entering the Patrol Guard Army.

Therefore, even if they started grabbing people unscrupulously now, no Loose Cultivator could resist.

From the very beginning, it was destined that the Loose Cultivators would have no ability to contend with them.

"We surrender, we surrender, we are willing to join the Patrol Guard Army."

Many Loose Cultivators had ashen faces, looking like death.

The so-called "better to live a wretched life than to die a good death"—although the mortality rate of joining the Patrol Guard Army is very high, if they do not join now, then they will die right now.

"Very good, since that is the case, then you shall eat this Bone-Burning Soul-Melting Pill."

The Lu Family Elder smiled slightly, but in the eyes of the many Loose Cultivators, this kind of smile was practically the same as a wicked ghost, making one shudder with fear, their whole bodies trembling.

(End of this chapter)