Chapter 510: Chapter 506: Intentions

Those who knelt were the renowned figures of Xiling, all above the age of forty. Yet, Tang Luo accepted their deep bows with no false modesty, knowing how significant his current actions were.

In his previous life, he was an avid reader of history, and he would never forget a line from the Song Dynasty historian Zhuang Chao’s “Chicken Rib Compilation,” describing the chaos brought by the Jin tribe.

…The price of human flesh, cheaper than dogs and pigs. A robust one not exceeding fifteen thousand, an entire body brutally turned into wax… elderly, thin men called ‘firewood,’ young, hairless women named ‘mutton soup,’ children referred to as ‘bone broth’; also known commonly as ‘two-legged sheep’…

The screams and flesh of millions of people ultimately condensed into a few ordinary words in the history books. Since then, Tang Luo could never face the words “great famine, cannibalism” in historical texts.

Disasters and calamities were the most common things documented in history books. What was seen as a golden age was nothing more than a small, partial, picturesque scene. In his previous life, whenever he came across such scenes in the books, he would feel indignant, thinking, “If I had lived during those times, I would have tried to save the people from fire and water.”

Whether it was by fate or a self-fulfilling prophecy, his idea surprisingly sprung to life. But now, if time could reverse, Tang Luo would rather live in the monotonously dull Xiling City, gradually building up the number one spiritual power in Xiling.

However, since the event had already happened, there was no sense pondering about ‘what-ifs.’ He was determined to ensure the survival of the people of Xiling, not because he held accountable, but because he had the ability and the will to do so.

Preventing this human tragedy from unfolding before his eyes, Tang Luo felt a sense of accomplishment.

was punishment. A curfew of three days equivalated

their qualification to receive food aid. Upon consideration, feeling starved for

one may be miserable, as long as they saw someone worse off, they would feel

they borrowed several hundred mortal transformed from several Xiling

led a squad of three to five ordinary warriors, forming a

not very satisfactory, but in

he was originally the leader of a gang, the understanding of the mentality of the bottom layers was just accurate. In just two days, he captured dozens of spies and hundreds

hanging in the locust forest, like a ghost under the green shade, deterred all those who tried to oppress the good people because of

to make up for his foolish mistakes during the relief distribution,

followers, confined for three days; the

a headscarf. Even though Tang Luo had stripped the free people of their qualification to receive

if the seven orifices of Gong Zheng had been

a way out for the people. As long as they put on a headscarf

this much, Gong Zheng thought about how to help. Who among the free people on Red Cloud Mountain were the least willing to sell themselves into servitude? Weren’t these the practitioners with a modicum of

of them had cultivation above the level of introspection, and some of the outstanding ones even had the power of mortal transformation. Strong and agile, they could traverse the

Cloud Mountain range had many cliffs rarely visited by humans. These people could always find food from nowhere to sustain themselves. Even after winter, the powerful and agile

servitude? Gong Zheng perceived the thoughts of these people. In cooperation with Lv

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