Chapter 5477 of the Dragon Emperor’s Order: Yuande Realm
“I… I don’t know. I was just keeping an eye on these people,”
the demonic cultivator said, shaking his head, trembling with fear.
“Sir, he wouldn’t know what you’re asking. Only the higher-ups of the Demon Stone Sect would know. He’s just a small-time accomplice.”
A middle-aged cultivator in gray cloth approached and said.
“Oh!” David said, and with a wave of his hand,
the demonic cultivator vanished without a trace, turning into a puff of black smoke before he could even scream.
“Sir, thank you for your help,”
the middle-aged cultivator bowed deeply to David, his face filled with gratitude.
David waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding cultivators, who still wore frightened expressions. He said in a deep voice, “Fellow Daoists, I have a few questions for you.”
“Sir, I’ll tell you everything I know,” the middle-aged cultivator said quickly.
“What kind of world is this? Why are so many human and animal cultivators enslaved by demons to mine spirit stones?” David asked.
The middle-aged cultivator sighed, his face showing pain. “This is the Yuande Realm, a world where spiritual cultivation is the primary focus.
Originally, there were three races in our Yuande Realm: humans, beastmen, and demons. Although we sometimes competed for resources, there was always a mutual give and take, maintaining a relative balance.” “
Then why did it become like this?” David asked.
“It all started a hundred years ago.”
A glimmer of fear flashed in the middle-aged cultivator’s eyes. “A hundred years ago, a celestial being suddenly descended upon our Yuande Realm. That celestial being was extremely powerful, and could destroy the world with a single wave of his hand. He chose to aid the demons and suppressed the resistance of our humans and beastmen with a devastating blow.”
“From then on, the demons began to enslave us to mine spirit stones, then use the method taught by that immortal to refine the spirit stones into immortal stones.”
The middle-aged cultivator said bitterly, “That immortal seemed to be in dire need of immortal stones, so he ordered the demons to build many similar mining sites throughout the Yuande Realm.”
“Why didn’t you fight back?” David asked doubtfully, “Isn’t there a strong person in the entire Yuande Realm who can resist the demons?”
The middle-aged cultivator smiled bitterly: “Resisted? How could we not resist. But that immortal in the heavenly realm was too powerful. The strongest ancestors in our Yuande Realm were no match for him and were all killed by him. From then on, we lost the power to resist.” “
Furthermore, the demons have also planted a restriction on us. Once we have the thought of resisting, we will suffer the pain of being bitten by thousands of ants.”
The middle-aged cultivator said, lifting his sleeve to reveal a black rune on his arm, “Look, this is the mark of slavery planted by the demons.”
David stared at the black rune, a cold glint flashing across his eyes.
He could sense an evil aura emanating from the rune; it turned out to be a cruel restriction capable of controlling one’s mind.
“So you’re just going to let them enslave you?” David asked in a deep voice.
“What can we do?”
the middle-aged cultivator asked helplessly. “Resistance means death. Not resisting at least gives us a chance to survive. Moreover, the demons are threatening us, threatening to exterminate our race if we don’t comply.”
“Where is that heavenly deity’s realm?” David asked.
“I don’t know,” the middle-aged cultivator shook his head. “In the entire Yuande Realm, no one can withstand a single blow from him.”
David pondered for a moment, then continued, “So, where is that deity now?”
David wanted to meet this heavenly deity, primarily to learn his technique for refining spirit stones into immortal stones.
“That immortal only occasionally appears at the Demon Stone Sect’s headquarters, and each time he does, he takes away a large amount of immortal stones. Usually, the leader of the Demon Stone Sect is in charge of managing our mining operations.”
“I don’t know where that immortal is now,” the middle-aged cultivator said.