Head of Livestock
The lunar race monster sneeringly responded, “Since you’ve reached Spirit Severing Realm, you can manage the livestock in District Two. Remember to manage your area well. If you are one short, you will replace them.”
“Thank you, Sir! Thank you, Sir!” The middle-aged man kowtowed until he had crimson streaking down his forehead.
The monster kicked the man away. “Scram. Go and do your job!”
“Right away! Right away!” The man showed no anger and even turned around to the remaining Body Severing Realm cultivators to laugh in their faces.
Mu Yu followed the man to the zone for ordinary humans in the west of the city and offered a Primordial Infant Realm lunar race monster his knees. “Sir, I am a slave who has just joined Holy Monarch Union and has come to fetch my uniform.”
The Primordial Infant Realm monster cockily threw the uniform at the man and spat on it. “The thirty-four humans in cage number thirteen of District Two are yours to take care of. We dismissed the last manager and turned him into livestock because he let one of the humans commit suicide. You make a mistake, and you’re next.”
“Your subject understands.” The man gratefully wore on his new uniform without minding the saliva and headed to another building, which they called a district.
The man opened the door to cage number thirteen and announced to the jaundiced, malnourished ordinary humans on their knees, “Kneel properly in lines. I’m your new head. The name is Duan Hu. If anyone of you disobeys me, I promise you’ll wish you were never born.”
Duan Hu put his livestock through the physical test and recorded their statuses on a sheet of paper before having them prepare a meal. There was no such thing as scarcity of food as there were cultivators assigned to hunting duty to feed the livestock.
From the sky, the three brothers witnessed a Spirit Severing Realm cultivator using medicine to resuscitate a cultivator he beat to the verge of death so that he could beat the cultivator who tried to commit suicide. Among the dozens of ordinary humans, many had lost their minds, leaving them as nothing but sacks of organs, the favourite type for the lunar race.
“These are the humans Cheng Yan want’s to save?” Lie Shang fumed.
“I’ve already seen how despicable humans can be,” Mu Yu replied in a soft voice. “It’s a different place, different time, but the same thing.”
“There are hundreds of districts similar to this that the lunar race has coined pig rings.”
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Jiang Zhengxian, a fifteen year old boy with arm marks covering his arms, shed silver streaks of fury and sorrow at cage number eight in District Three. “Father, Mother, if I survive, I will avenge both of you.”
Because Jiang Zhengxiang wailed as cultivators dragged off his parents corpses, he absorbed a brutal beating at the hands of the cultivators he grew up believing would protect him.
“If I was an immortal master, I’ll take several monsters down with me!”
Yuan Lie, the cultivator in charge of cage number eight in District Three with a penchant for being fiery, treated the humans under his jurisdiction as actual livestock animals. Some tried to starve themselves, but he would not let them. He kicked a bunch of food over to the humans and brayed, “Eat up unless you want to be punished!”
Bang! A lunar race crimson monster booted the door open, prompting Yuan Lie to go down on his knees with a flattering smile right away. “I’m here for one or two livestock for tonight.”
Yuan Lie got to his feet and yelled at the humans, “Come over here and kneel! Hurry up!”
While everyone else went to kneel, Jiang Zhengxian refused to kneel as always. Yuan Lie, therefore, kicked the boy and blustered, “You need a scratch?!”
Jiang Zhengxian lifted his bloody face that collided with the ground and spat on Yuan Lie for he knew the latter would not dare to kill livestock he was supposed to preserve. “I refuse to kneel to that repulsive blob of flesh.”
Yuan Lie lugged Jiang Zhengxian up and stomped the back of his knees, pressing the boy to the ground. “Hehe, Sir, this kid refuses to submit, but he has knelt.”
“Hehehe.” The monster booted Jiang Zhengxian in the face. “Tough guy, huh? Tough people must have tasty blood. You can be today’s bonus.”
Lips split, Jiang Zhengxian threatened, “When True God comes back, I’ll ask him to grind you to your death.”
“Shut up!” Yuan Lie kicked Jiang Zhengxian again. “How dare you be insolent?!”
“Hahaha, True God? He’s dead. He’s already abandoned you humans. Nobody is coming to your rescue, slave,” mocked the monster.
Yuan Lie chuckled along. “It is their honour to serve you.”
“Even if True God isn’t around, his disciples are. When they do come, you’ll be first to die. As for you, you cowardly human scum, you’ll have the chance to continue serving them in the other world.”
“True God’s disciples have already been killed, fools. Wake up.” Yuan Lie smirked.
Suddenly a swirl of energy accompanied a beam of light stretching into the sky, lighting up the torch of hope.
“You insist on saving them in the end?” Xiang Nan questioned.
“I know well how despicable humans can be. Nevertheless, I’m still human,” Mu Yu quietly answered.
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