Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman

The masters were kind-hearted and couldn’t bear to see the disaster victims suffering.

Thus, the bureaucrats of Golden Sparrow City who were motivated by self-interest arranged for the relocated disaster victims to be settled in the distant suburbs.

This allowed all the nobility of Golden Sparrow City to stand in their home attics, looking around, and still see a clear and calm river, a scene of peace and prosperity.

In the distant suburbs, close to a large river, was a gathering area for the disaster victims.

Thanks to the orders of the Inspector, they had somewhat escaped from dire straits.

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

Experienced local gentry also came over to arrange the daily livelihoods of the disaster victims in conjunction with the village elders among them.

Don’t think this was simple; managing the eating, drinking, and toileting of tens of thousands of people would not be an easy task even on the informationally advanced Water Blue Star.

The Ji Family dispatched martial artists to help maintain order and had house servants help cook hot porridge for the disaster victims.

Even more than ten doctors began to station themselves there to help resolve minor injuries and illnesses.

On a small hill next to the disaster victims’ campsite,

the young lords of the City Lord Mansion and several Loose Cultivators stood on top of it, overlooking the disaster victims below.

That middle-aged man with a square face among the City Lord Mansion’s young lords said with an unchanging expression,

“These disaster victims are too wretched this time, there’s nothing left to squeeze out of them!”

“Those cunning merchants in the upstream cities are too despicable, they didn’t leave anything for these poor people!”

One of the Loose Cultivators, hearing the young lord’s sentiment, quickly nodded in agreement,

“Indeed, I went there before to take a look and couldn’t find a single child that caught my eye, probably the good-quality ones were all picked by those upstream folks.”

Noble families prefer to buy promising or good-looking children from the disaster victim groups since such children know to rely on their masters for survival, having endured hardships.

Once the master family properly nurtures them with a mix of carrots and sticks over a few years, they generally become useful.

If one were to encounter one with a Spirit Root, or one who is exceptionally talented in some areas, it would be a jackpot for the master family, enhancing the family’s foundation.

“If it weren’t for the Inspector who spoke up, looking at these disaster victims…”

The young lord of the City Lord Mansion shook his head,

“The healthy and able ones were scattered to various farms; the rest should have been driven away, and those who refused should have been driven away as well. That’s the proper way for us diligent households to maintain ourselves.”

As the young lord of the City Lord Mansion was making forceful remarks,

On another side, several Loose Cultivators also gathered together to meet and expressed their disapproval.

They had been commissioned and came here wanting to buy some disaster victims to fulfill their obligations.

However, they were unexpectedly rebuffed in Golden Sparrow City; those previously amicable acquaintances immediately frowned and shook their heads in refusal upon hearing they were considering the disaster victims.

Even the beauties they sent were returned the next morning.

“This place is bad luck!”

After the Loose Cultivators spat in disdain, they left angrily.

Yet some Loose Cultivators were still unwilling and started to harbor other malicious intentions.

If relationships at the higher levels couldn’t be moved, they decided to target the direct managers.

They didn’t believe that those underneath could resist the temptation of pure silver!

And the result was as expected.

By bribing several martial artists and one manager,

under the cover of darkness, three Loose Cultivators took away over a thousand people from one of the disaster victim camps with coaxing and deception.

They thought it wasn’t a big deal, it was just over a thousand disaster victims after all.

The Inspector might not have the time and energy to care about such matters; they presumed it was just hollow words. By keeping up appearances, everyone could be satisfied without losing face, right?

But they didn’t know.

After surviving the ordeal at the Nine Leaf Mountain Workshop,

Su Ping had forced himself to review every night the memory fragments of the Spiritual Rats placed around the Golden Sparrow City’s territory.

Suddenly, these sneaky activities were exposed under Su Ping’s eyes.

Su Ping was very cautious about such human trafficking activities because of the Blood Sacrifice Technique.

“Alas, kindness is really exploited by others.”

Su Ping moved and left Frost Moon Villa, appearing on the outskirts.

Then, after a mere ten minutes of rapid movement,

Su Ping, now dressed in a black robe and wearing a silver-white mask, appeared in front of this group, brandishing dual guns and blocking their path.

The three Loose Cultivators sensed the dangerous aura of the man in the black robe on the official road.

They considered retreating but then remembered the life-saving talisman they had received from their master before coming.

The leading Cultivator gathered his courage and stepped forward,

“Esteemed Taoist Friend, we are registered Disciples of Immortal Master Gui Lingzi, please let us pass!”

“Gui Lingzi?”

Su Ping quickly reviewed his memory and confirmed that none of the Immortal Sect’s Foundation Establishment and Immortal Cultivation Families’ Qi Cultivation Perfection cultivators had this Taoist name.

Snapping sounds echoed!

Quickly, the three Loose Cultivators only saw the black-robed cultivator swiftly swinging his arms.

Just as a sharp sense of danger formed in their minds, their heads were pierced by bullets almost simultaneously with the sound.

They stiffly fell to the ground, turning into three corpses.

From beginning to end, these three Loose Cultivators were completely unable to react, and even till their deaths had not understood what had happened…

The life-saving talismans they relied on didn’t even have time to activate, thus completely losing their effect.

“Phew!”

Su Ping raised his dual guns, blowing off nonexistent smoke.

He realized using modern weapons made him fully embody the role of a mob decimator.

Any Qi Cultivation cultivator whose reaction speed couldn’t match his own was precisely hit in vital spots with one shot!

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The hired Martial Artists widened their eyes, trembling as they looked at the three unresponsive Loose Cultivators.

They didn’t wait for Su Ping to give a command; these money-driven Martial Artists knelt down and loudly begged for mercy first.

The disaster victims remained confused on the spot, at a loss.

Some more astute ones vaguely guessed they had been deceived, and their hearts were filled with trepidation.

“Honestly return to the camp and accept your punishment.”

Su Ping yelled lightly, watching these people hurriedly retreat.

Only then did he start instructing Spiritual Rats White and Grey in looting the corpses.

Soon, Su Ping had an extra storage bag and three pale yellow talismans that resembled ghostly symbols in his hands.

“Only one storage bag for three people, and they still came here to do business!”

“Is this… an Evil Ghost Talisman?”

“It can summon a strand of Evil Ghost Aura to assault the enemy’s Divine Sense. With a Qi Refinement Realm talisman attack like this, if caught off guard, a Loose Cultivator truly has a chance to overturn the situation against an ordinary Outer Sect Disciple.”

“It seems this Gui Lingzi at least has some abilities.”

“But not much more than that, otherwise providing a few more protective talismans could have cost me a few more bullets.”

“I have already mastered the Lightning Five-Shot Spear Drawing Technique, but these opponents were far from strong enough for me to use my full power!”

After scouring the area, Su Ping handed over the Loose Cultivators’ bodies to the City Defense Army that rushed over.

Soon after, an infuriated Ji Hu arrived at the disaster campsite with his house servants, not only hanging the three imaginative Loose Cultivators on the flagpole.

He also placed several somewhat shorter flagpoles beside their bodies and hung those managers and Martial Artists involved in this incident on them.

This ruthless act clearly showed everyone below how serious the authorities were about this incident!

Especially that Inspector, who truly had the capabilities to make those trying to take advantage of the situation pay a price!

In one night, among the various forces involved in gathering the population,

Golden Sparrow City turned into something undesirable.

After returning to Frost Moon Villa, Su Ping entrusted someone to gather information about this Immortal Master Gui Lingzi.

Su Ping thought this might take time but was surprised when the next morning, staff from Little Golden Light Temple came over to Golden Sparrow City to select a site early and informed him thoroughly about the details of this Immortal Master.