Chapter 960: How Can You Be So Cruel?

After Xu Peng's reminder, everyone realized that there were outsiders present, all dressed in luxurious clothes, exuding an air of nobility. Many people couldn't help but show greed in their eyes, gulping nervously.

When they saw Su Lingzhu, with her snow-like skin, stunning beauty, and ethereal aura, heat welled up inside them.

If Xu Peng hadn't revealed his impressive martial arts abilities earlier, they likely would have already lost control of themselves.

The green-robed cultivator narrowed his eyes, his gaze constantly shifting between Fang Chen and the others. Out of sight of the group, his hands silently formed two talismans.

Su Lingzhu looked at the nearby villagers with a complex expression. "Can't you tell this pill was made with human blood?"

The old man who had spoken earlier said as he cupped his hands. "Young Lady, nowadays, human life is the least valuable. But after taking this 'Creation Pill,' we won't be hungry, and it increases our strength. What's wrong with using human blood to make it? It hasn't harmed anyone."

He seemed to have high prestige among the group. As soon as he spoke, several others chimed in with agreement.

"The old village head is right. The Immortal Master is helping us by making the Creation Pills."

"We only know that once we take this pill, we won't feel hungry. You outsiders should mind your own business. Just because you know a few moves doesn't mean you can interfere. The Immortal Master is a cultivator. How can ordinary people like you compare to him?"

"The way I look at it, these outsiders would make for perfect ingredients for refining Creation Pills! They are born into luxury. The potency would definitely be even better!"

"That's true!"

The crowd's breathing grew heavier, and their gazes toward Fang Chen and the others grew more and more greedy.

"And this young lady... I've lived most of my life, but I've never seen such delicate skin and tender flesh. Why don't you come back with me to the mountains? We can have eight or nine big, fat sons. Wouldn't that be great?

Heh heh heh...

"

"Niuer, don't flatter yourself. With your body, you'd be lucky to have one fat son! I think one is already pushing it!"

"Hahaha!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

As they spoke, more raggedly dressed villagers started to approach. Their eyes, fixated on Fang Chen and the others, seemed to gleam with hunger.

Su Lingzhu's eyes flickered with coldness. If Fang Chen weren't present, these people would have been dead by now.

The green-robed cultivator suddenly spoke up. "Since you're just passing through, you might as well leave now. In this world, some matters are better left alone."

Someone suggested, "Immortal Master, why don't you use them as ingredients for the pill as well? Don't just let them go. There are hardly any outsiders passing through here throughout the year."

"Yeah, yeah. People are getting fewer and fewer these days, so don't miss out on such a good opportunity. I'm sure they have some valuable things on them that the Immortal Master could use."

"As long as the Immortal Master says the word, we'll take action."

The green-robed cultivator smiled faintly, looking at Fang Chen and the others. "Did you all hear that? My Creation Pills have the support of the people. There may not be many people here, but there are still thousands. If they swarm, I'm afraid you won't escape unscathed."

"Master, it almost seems like everyone here is vile," Ye Wenxiu remarked with a complex expression.

Fang Chen replied, "People come in many stripes. It's only natural that only the wicked can thrive in an environment like this. The virtuous won't survive for long."

At that moment, a massive group approached from behind. The leader was riding a tall steed and looking down on Fang Chen and the others from above.

Astride on his steed, the leader said, "This young master speaks wisely. After years of natural disasters and man-made calamities, how can those who wish to remain good survive in such chaotic times?"

Unlike the nearby villagers who showed signs of fear, this group was all powerful and exuded energy. They were all ordinary martial artists in the second stage, with the leader reaching the third stage, capable of controlling Qi.

Upon seeing the newcomers, the villagers all displayed expressions of awe. The village elder quickly jogged forward and repeatedly bowed, saying, "This humble old man offers you his greetings, City Lord."

The green-robed cultivator smiled, looking much more relaxed with the presence of the new arrivals. "City Lord, these outsiders are trying to interfere with the sale of my Creation Pills. How should we handle them?"

The leader smiled and asked, "Young Master, you look like someone from a prestigious family. Why don't you go back to the bustling cities instead of coming to a small place like ours?"

With a wave of his sleeve, his subordinates immediately surrounded Fang Chen and the others.

Xu Peng's lips pursed into a cold smile. "Daoist Fang, it seems this is none of our business. We should leave."

𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

It was clear that these villagers were no better than the others, and it seemed they were in this situation because they deserved it.

He had no intention of taking action against these common folk. Killing them would only bring about karmic repercussions.

Having just experienced a calamity, he knew all too well how dangerous the three great calamities could be. He still had two more calamities to overcome. If he accumulated too much karma, they would be exponentially more perilous.

The leader shook his head. "Leave? This is not a place where you can come and go as you please."

He turned to the green-robed cultivator and said, "Master, if these people serve as the catalyst, they should be even more effective than ordinary commoners. Their skin is flushed, and their blood and qi are abundant. It seems they must have consumed quite a lot of good things."

"That is indeed true," replied the green-robed cultivator. "If you desire a higher-grade Creation Pill, it would be better to keep them as the drug catalysts, City Lord."

The green-robed cultivator proceeded to clean the remnants in the mortar, preparing to extract a new catalyst.

A cold, murderous intent flashed in the eyes of Tiger Mountain Lord, and he glanced at Fang Chen. The moment Fang Chen gave the signal, he would immediately reveal his true form and kill everyone in the area.

Fang Chen calmly said, "Is there anyone who does not wish to involve themselves in this matter? If so, please step back a hundred paces."

The crowd exchanged looks, unsure of what to do.

Only the couple with their child attempted to push through the crowd, but no matter which direction they moved toward, the people in that direction quickly formed a solid wall to block their escape.

The smile in the eyes of the warrior and the green-robed cultivator grew even more pronounced.

Seeing this, Fang Chen nodded slightly to the Tiger Mountain Lord and others.

In the next instant, a tiger's roar echoed through the mountains. The Tiger Mountain Lord transformed into a massive, muscular tiger. With a single swipe, his paw snapped the bones of everyone nearby, crushing them.

Profound Green was not to be outdone. She transformed into a massive serpent, slithering into the crowd. Each time her tail swept through, the defenseless commoners were turned into a bloody pulp.

"Monsters?!"

The people, who had seemed fearless just moments ago, finally began to panic. Screams echoed as they scattered in all directions.

Seeing this scene, the green-robed cultivator felt his soul nearly leave his body. He immediately turned to flee, disregarding everything else. But after only two steps, he was met with the sight of a giant ape, looking down at him. The ape's arms were as thick as the green-robed cultivator's waist.

"I-I—"

The green-robed cultivator tried to beg for mercy, but before he could finish a single word, Victorious Buddha stomped him into a pulp with one foot. His bones and flesh mixed together, splattering across the ground.

In less than ten breaths, everyone had perished, except for the cultivator and the passing family of three.

The cultivator's face flickered between green and white. After a long pause, he finally reacted, "How could you be so brutal?!"