Too many refugees had flooded into Hundred Swords City. This was the most difficult problem for Hundred Swords City to solve. Xiao Chen was silent for a moment before he said, "They're obviously living outside the city. At the very least, Hundred Swords City is safe here. There shouldn't be any faction within the Ba Zhou that dares to cause trouble here." Too many refugees had flooded into Hundred Swords City. This was the most difficult problem for Hundred Swords City to solve. Xiao Chen was silent for a moment before he said, "They're obviously living outside the city. At the very least, Hundred Swords City is safe here. There shouldn't be any faction within the Ba Zhou that dares to cause trouble here."
With so many refugees, it was obviously impossible to let all of them into the city. Hundred Swords City simply couldn't accommodate so many people. Secondly, it wasn't the right time to let these people into the Sword Prefecture. After all, with so many people entering the Sword Prefecture, they had to find a place to settle down. Otherwise, how would they survive?
For the time being, they could only live outside Hundred Swords City. As for food, the Sword Sect could provide it for the time being.
After all, the ordinary people were different from the martial artists. They did not have the ability to fast, they had to eat to survive. However, if it was just ordinary food, it was nothing to the Swords Gate. Not to mention millions of people, even if there were tens of millions of people, the Swords Gate could still afford it.
After instructing the elder to provide the refugees with food on time, Xiao Chen turned to Cang Xing and the other two and said, "Let's go and take a look outside the city."
As he spoke, Xiao Chen's group began to walk out of the city.
Due to the Sword Sect's disciples maintaining the city, the situation in Hundred Swords City wasn't affected too much. It was still the same as usual. However, just outside the city, it was like a completely different world.
Chaos, clamor, crowded. This was Xiao Chen's first impression of the outside of the city. As far as the eye could see, there were figures everywhere. It was indeed the first time that Xiao Chen had seen such a dense crowd.
Logically speaking, the area outside the city was very large. There was no need for them to be so crowded. However, everyone wanted to be closer to the city walls because only then would they feel safe. Therefore, everyone began to set up simple tents as close to the city walls as possible.
Looking at these ordinary people without any cultivation, some of them were emaciated while others had lifeless expressions. Clearly, the chaos within the Ba Zhou had exhausted these ordinary people.
Compared to cultivators, the lifespan of ordinary people was as short as a meteor.. An ordinary person's lifespan was as short as a lifetime.... As for cultivators, an ordinary person's lifespan.....
They couldn't cultivate, and they didn't have any ambition to fight for supremacy. They just wanted to guard their own little piece of land and live a peaceful life. They wanted to be able to eat their fill and wear warm clothes. That was enough.
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As they strolled through the crowd outside the city, they noticed that Xiao Chen and his group were dressed in luxurious clothing. Countless refugees around them also looked at them curiously. After all, Xiao Chen and his group could not be refugees if they could wear such luxurious clothing.
However, just as Xiao Chen's group was slowly walking forward, a commotion suddenly broke out in front of them. They could faintly hear a woman's cries.
Following the sound, Su Chonglou soon saw a young girl tightly hugging a bundle in her hands. In front of her, several young men were gathered. Some of them were even fighting for the bundle with all their might.
"You're a woman. What use do you have for these treasures? Get lost." At the same time, the young man sneered and scolded her.
Faced with the young man's forceful robbery, the woman desperately hugged the bundle in her arms. The wealth inside was her life savings. It was what she and her child would rely on in the future.
In any place, only the fittest survived. It was the same for ordinary people. Seeing this scene, Xiao Chen's expression didn't change much.
To a cultivator at Xiao Chen's level, the world of ordinary people didn't have any concern. However, since he encountered it today, and it was outside Hundred Swords City, he naturally couldn't pretend that he didn't see it.
"Stop." Su Chonglou shouted. Immediately, a very weak aura spread out from his body.
He only revealed less than one ten-thousandth of his power, but even so, the young men were instantly suppressed to the ground by Xiao Chen's aura.
They lay on the ground, unable to move. The powerful pressure made them feel like they were about to be squashed into meat patties.
Su Chonglou completely ignored these young men. A moment later, he withdrew his aura and said indifferently. "Get lost."
Knowing that Xiao Chen was a cultivator, these young men didn't dare to offend him. They immediately got up and fled in panic.
As they fled, the woman knelt in front of Su Chonglou and thanked him repeatedly. "Thank you, Lord Cultivator. Thank you …"
In the eyes of ordinary people, cultivators were almost like gods. Seeing this, Su Chonglou personally helped the woman up and smiled. "It's okay. It's just a small matter. There's no need for this."
He originally wanted to comfort the woman, but at this time, the woman knelt in front of Xiao Chen again. No matter what he said, she refused to get up. At the same time, she begged.
"Lord Cultivator, I beg you. I beg you to accept my son. Even if he's a servant, it's good …"
As she spoke, the woman beckoned her son. He was only seven or eight years old. She made her son kneel in front of Xiao Chen. The mother and son kept pleading.
The woman guessed that Xiao Chen was a cultivator. Although she didn't know what Xiao Chen's cultivation was, as long as he was a cultivator, it was enough for her to look up to him.
As a mother, the woman naturally didn't want her son to be like her. She didn't want him to be an ordinary person who was trampled under others' feet for the rest of his life.
Unfortunately, the woman had never had the chance to come into contact with a cultivator. She had never even come into contact with low-level cultivators who were only in the Celestial Realm.
Now that she met Xiao Chen, the woman cleverly seized this opportunity. She hoped that Xiao Chen would accept her son, even if it was just to be a servant.
In the woman's eyes, even if it was just a servant, it was still a servant of a Lord Cultivator. It was completely different from ordinary people like them.
Facing the mother and son's pleading, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with a complicated look. For some reason, when Xiao Chen looked at the mother and son, he suddenly thought of the evaluation of the human race by other races in the Eight Desolates World.
They were born weak, but they also had the ability to defy the heavens. The weak were like ants, while the strong could fight against the heavens and the earth. This was the truest evaluation of the human race.
But now, Xiao Chen wanted to add another word, and that was tenacity. That's right, tenacity. Whether it was a cultivator or an ordinary person, the human race had a tenacious and indomitable spirit. Just like the mother and son in front of him. Although they were ordinary people, they could still do their best in order to survive.
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