Chapter 172: The Fear of Grandfather and Granddaughter

"When was the last time an incident occurred, and why did those people die?"

"Old man, you don't need to rush to the Chengzhu Fu; I have some acquaintance with the City Lord, so it doesn't matter if we arrive a little late."

Judging by what these people meant, if one did not hand over items or handed over too little, they would be executed on the spot.

He did not understand what the Chengzhu Fu was killing these mortals for.

Upon hearing this, the old man was shocked and turned pale, his body swaying as he nearly fell: "Ah? You are a friend of the Chengzhu Fu, you, you..."

With a panicked expression, he pulled the little girl behind him and was about to bow down to Lu Tianyu again, but was stopped by Lu Tianyu.

He wore a face of utter misery and bowed repeatedly: "I beg the Immortal, our family only has the two of us, grandfather and granddaughter, left; please, Immortal, let us go."

As he spoke, snot and tears streamed down his face: "Last time, Xiaohua's parents willingly went to the Chengzhu Fu to offer themselves to you for the sake of us two."

"I, this old man, can go and offer myself to you this time; I beg the two of you to spare Xiaohua, she is still young, only ten-something years old."

He pulled Xiaohua back several steps, his face full of terror.

Clearly, he had mistaken Lu Tianyu for someone from the Chengzhu Fu.

Lu Tianyu frowned and said: "Old man, you have misunderstood; I only know of the people at the Chengzhu Fu, I am not familiar with them, and I am only here to take a look while passing by."

"You don't need to be afraid; I am more powerful than the City Lord of this Chengzhu Fu, and even he has to be respectful when he sees me."

"When was the last time Xiaohua's parents offered themselves, and how do you know they died?"

He had the memories of the Black Bone Ancestor of the Kulu Zong in his sea of consciousness.

The Kulu Zong would find cultivators without backgrounds, capture them, and refine them into Corpse Puppets to serve as the main combat strength for the Kulu Zong disciples.

Most of the Corpse Puppets refined by the Kulu Zong were even stronger than the sect's disciples.

But what was the Kulu Zong capturing these mortals for?

A mortal's bones were merely mortal bones; they were useless for refining puppets.

The Kulu Zong's combat strength relied mainly on Corpse Puppets, unlike the Tianling Sect, which mainly killed to harvest Living Souls for cultivation.

What exactly was the Kulu Zong trying to do?

The old man was slightly stunned upon hearing this and asked suspiciously: "You, you aren't afraid of that City Lord?"

"Sigh, I see that you are not a bad person, little brother, so I will tell you."

"Every thirteen years, the City Lord captures some mortals into the Chengzhu Fu, but unfortunately, none of these people have ever returned."

"Xiaohua's parents entered the Chengzhu Fu thirteen years ago, and they never came out again; they must have surely..."

The old man's eyes were cloudy, his face filled with terror: "Sigh!"

"I don't know exactly how they died, but they are definitely dead."

"For these years, I have dreamed almost every day that my son comes to see me covered in blood, telling me to leave this city and take Xiaohua to run away."

"But, but, we would like to leave this place, but we cannot leave."

The old man looked at his granddaughter miserably: "Each of us is registered and has been given an Identity Medallion; it is strictly forbidden to leave the city, otherwise, we will be dealt with severely."

"At first, some people tried to sneak out, but they were all caught by the people from the Chengzhu Fu, who beat them to death in front of all of us; it was truly..."

Speaking to this point, he could not continue: "In short, we cannot leave; staying here allows us to live a little longer."

"Benefactor, what I have told you, you must never tell anyone else."

The old man suddenly lowered his voice: "My son told us in a dream to find an Immortal to take us away, as we cannot leave on our own."

He looked around, and seeing no one approaching, he felt relieved and tremblingly took out something wrapped in a kraft paper envelope from his bosom: "This is something passed down from our ancestors; legend has it that it was left to us by an Immortal."

"Please take this, Immortal, and I beg you to take us away from here!"

As he spoke, he was about to kneel down again.

Lu Tianyu hurriedly stopped him: "Since it is something from your ancestors, it is better that I do not accept it."

"However, rest assured, from today on, the Chengzhu Fu will never restrict your freedom again, nor will they do evil things to you."

"You should go home first and wait for good news!"

"Ah! How can that be? I..." The old man was about to speak, but found that the space in front of him was empty; there was not even a shadow of a person left.

The little girl widened her eyes: "Grandfather, they have left; they must have gone to the Chengzhu Fu."

"Grandfather, I think they are not bad people; let's go back, I am afraid of going to the Chengzhu Fu."

"My father and mother told me in my dreams never to go to the Chengzhu Fu; once you go in, you can't come out."

"They also said there is a place to hide under the house; if we encounter danger, we should hide there. Let's go back."

"This time the Chengzhu Fu has summoned everyone to go, there must be some big conspiracy again."

The little girl blinked her large eyes.

The old man was slightly stunned upon hearing this: "Let's go, let's go back; I don't want to go either, and besides, it's already too late for us to go now."

"Your parents sent you a message; they must have known something. Let's go!"

As he spoke, he pulled Xiaohua and hurried back.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the Chengzhu Fu.

Lu Tianyu used magic to pass the checkpoint inspection and walked in with the crowd.

The mortals who came were carrying bags and bundles, all of them looking ashen, and some even had a heavy stench of urine on them.

Clearly, they were worried that if they did not pass the inspection this time, they would be killed.

They dared not speak, fearing that they would anger the Immortals and bring about a fatal disaster.

Some ignorant children looked around, but the adults had no time to scold them.

They also paid no attention to Lu Tianyu and Cui Jinjia.

These people were driven inside like pigs.

Lu Tianyu saw a tall, black, square building in front of the crowd.

The shape of the building was like an ancient castle shrunk down, projecting a dark and chilling aura from its entire body.

At the entrance, only two Kulu Zong cultivators were keeping watch with half-closed eyes; clearly, they did not hold these mortals in any regard at all.

And those mortals who stepped inside subsequently vanished without a trace.

Lu Tianyu's Divine Sense followed them inside, but it was blocked by an inexplicable force and could not penetrate deeper.

He could not help but let out an "Eh": "This castle must be a Space Treasure; it seems these people are going in to refine the treasure!"

His gaze was icy: "The people of Kulu Zong are truly evil!"

Cui Jinjia had a look of indifference: "I never imagined that a sect like this could still exist in a place like yours."

"It is also because you people in this star domain were too afraid of death in the past, not knowing how to unite and destroy such a sect, which led to them doing whatever they pleased!"

"This sect must have killed quite a few people!"

"This Space Treasure is a very evil type of treasure."