Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
The remnants of Heavenly Tribulation left behind the Tian Huo and the heavenly lightning, which had originally been concealed within Dan Tian and the meridians. Now, both were utterly destroyed, and even the bones in his body were mostly shattered. The Thunderfire that lurked within him surged into his flesh, causing sharp pains to shoot through him intermittently. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his once pale face turned a shade of purple. He was jolted back to reality by the pain, gasping for breath.
"Sigh! He Ye, though I do not know where you have wandered before, everyone in this courtyard has fallen to this state due to offending someone. Life is short; I have come to see things plainly over the years. A simple life is still a life, and a grand life is also a life. You should try to let it go," said Qiu Hao as he hurried over to wipe the sweat from Mo Wen's forehead and face upon seeing him wake up. Qiu Hao was the only person in this courtyard whose name Mo Wen knew; he was also the leader of this group. Although he had fallen to the status of a commoner, it was evident that he had once been an extraordinary figure, and with a surname like Qiu, he was certainly not an uncultured peasant.
In recent days, Mo Wen had roughly figured out how this group made a living. In Cold Ice City, where mortals coexisted with martial artists and cultivators, the status of commoners was lowly. They all resided in Kun Jiu Fang, while those who had their cultivation forcibly stripped away were referred to as Fools in Cold Ice City. The status of a Fool was even lower than that of ordinary citizens; they were driven to live near the northern gate. Although they were Fools, they had once possessed cultivation, so their physical bodies were naturally stronger than those of regular citizens. They could often rely on doing physical labor for others to earn a meal or venture into the Gobi outside the city to search for rare items in exchange for food.
Because of their identity as Fools, many of their actions were restricted by the Official Government. Moreover, most Fools were missing limbs, making movement inconvenient. Qiu Hao had lost an arm; according to him, it was because an enemy had severed it that he was captured and had his cultivation abolished. It was said that there were very few people in this area who still had all their limbs intact like Mo Wen. The drastic change in status due to their lost cultivation led to significant psychological impacts on these individuals. Some could not accept such a disparity and chose to end their lives. Perhaps being driven to this northern gate was also meant to facilitate such choices; most would perish after spending just one night in the Gobi outside the city. Those who survived began to fall into despair; thus, it seemed quite fitting that they were called Fools. Though they resembled beggars, these individuals were not truly beggars; many from Kun Jiu Fang still relied on assistance from the Official Government to survive. Who would be willing to give alms to them? Therefore, they appeared like beggars but were actually worse off than beggars.
After wiping Mo Wen's sweat, Qiu Hao ladled out a bowl of dark soup from the pot over the fire and fed it to him. In recent days, this group had gone outside the city specifically to find some herbs for Mo Wen’s recovery; it was said that these herbs would help restore his health. Once Qiu Hao finished everything, he glanced at Mo Wen, who seemed lost in thought, sighed softly, shook his head, and turned away. In his eyes, this young man who received special care from Wang Hu was likely contemplating stepping out of the city gates to end his own life.
Mo Wen did not speculate on Qiu Hao's thoughts; at that moment, he was pondering how to cultivate using the Xuan Tian Manual. Qiu Hao’s words earlier seemed like a direction for him to explore further. "Why must one have their cultivation abolished before being able to cultivate? Is it about going from high to low? Yes! It must be about this disparity!"
Comment 0 Comment Count