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As usual, it was a lot of slander. There was nothing new.
But his last piece of slander was full of imagination.
"This person is not only a trader, but also a human trafficker!"
Lou Xiaoyi laughed, "Hold on. There must be a limit to exposing people's secrets. You have a conflict of interests. It's not a good idea to give him a death sentence, right?
You said he's a human trafficker. Do you have any evidence? Where does he come from? Where does he sell to? What's his purpose? Although human traffickers make a lot of money, it doesn't mean much to cultivators, right? I'm willing to take the risk, but I may not earn as much as I do with you! "
In the Fifth Ring Road, human trafficking is a capital offense. It's the same for everyone, especially for Xuanyuan Sword Sect, which abhors evil.
It was precisely because of this concept that very few sword cultivators would bring back a child with extraordinary talent from a long journey. This was because you could not be sure whether the child was willing to cultivate, and whether the child's parents and family would be willing to send the child away, even if cultivation was the only way to become a top person in the world of the Five Ring World.
There will always be people who have other ideas. They think it's better for the child to live an ordinary and happy life than to live a hundred more years of fighting! This is also the greatness of human beings. No one idea can completely control the entire human world. There are always some people who don't agree with the trend. Usually, they don't think so. But when there is a great disaster, they often preserve enough bloodline because of these dissidents.
Therefore, when there are children with outstanding potential, Swordsman often send them to the nearest Taoist temple, and the professionals will be responsible for guiding them and contacting the child's parents and family. They try to put the child's wishes first, the family's opinions second, and the sect's opinions last!
There is no such thing as a child who would rather give up the standards they have inherited for tens of thousands of years for his sect! The survival of a sect depends on countless people, countless generations, not one person!
This was a very advanced concept! They had done this to the extreme, but Lou Xiaoyi scoffed at this. He felt that this was the hypocrisy of the big sects, not just Xuanyuan, but also all the top sects in the Fifth Ring Road!
Do you have the time to listen to the wishes of children? Did you ever listen to our opinions when you abducted us?
At the end of the day, there was a difference in philosophy. Children and adults were different! This region was different from the Outer Regions!
Just like Lou Xiaoyi, an adult from another realm, he had the least human rights. He was dragged here like an animal, and not only was he not treated fairly, he even had to guard the sect's house!
From what Lou Xiaoyi heard, this was probably the most basic human trafficking among the common folk. For example, if a family wanted a boy, or if there was a domestic slave market, or if there was a demand in the brothel market. However, this kind of transaction only earned money in the mortal world, and couldn't be compared to the world of cultivation.
Poore shook his head. "I don't have any evidence, but I have a hunch! And he wasn't selling ordinary children, he was selling Daoist children! I've said this to Xuanyuan's guardian Daoist many times, but you guys just don't listen! Forget it, I'll just do my duty. Anyway, this is Xuanyuan's territory, there's no need for outsiders to worry about it! "
He probably sensed the indifference of this young Xuanyuan Swordsman in front of him. Ming Cun also had his own self-esteem. He was an old Foundation Establishment cultivator for nearly a hundred years, and he couldn't lower himself in front of a young man. To be able to do this was already his limit. Therefore, after a few perfunctory words, they parted on bad terms!
Daoist children? This involved a lot of things! The benefits involved were also considerable.
But the problem was, with such a general sentence, how could he investigate? Where did the Daoist children come from? Where were they sent to? Who was involved in all of this? It was impossible for a merchant to do it. Then was it related to the Daoist school in Maojian Town? If it was related to the flow of population, then was it related to the mortal bureaucratic system in Maojian Town?
This Ming Cun was also someone who wished for the world to be in chaos. From what he said, it was obvious that he had told this news to his predecessor. Then, was it because of this that his predecessor mysteriously disappeared?
He understood a little. It seemed like there was a force pushing him into a whirlpool?
Out of his lazy instincts, his countermeasure was to not go in no matter what!
There was too little information, and he couldn't make an accurate judgment. There were too many clues, and it would take too much time. Moreover, he was afraid that he would end up with a thankless result. The most important thing was that since someone wanted him to participate, then if this time didn't work, there would be a next time. The more traps they set, the more he would understand!
Of course, he was very clear that other people weren't doing this for Lou Xiaoyi's face. They were only doing this because of the power behind him — Xuanyuan!
What he played in this was just a role of threading the needle and testing the waters. When the person who could really decide the development of the situation arrived, who would care where he was thrown to?
He didn't want to be such an insignificant stone that was thrown around by others. Therefore, he couldn't move!
His days returned to calmness, and he still practiced like he did before. Every morning, he would wake up early to practice the Big Dipper Scripture, wave his sword, and use the Heaven Measuring Sword Ruler … Then he would turn into a sword and enter the lush mountains of Wolf Ridge. Under the guidance of the starlight, he would attack and withdraw his sword. The three flying swords would circle around his body, alternately attacking, or flying out empty, demonstrating different combinations of swordsmanship and searching for the mental state of being one with the sword spirit … When he came back at night, he would use the Big Dipper Scripture to absorb the spiritual opportunity of heaven and earth. Then, under the starry sky, he would begin to practice the Ziwei Star Form and Star Observation Transformation, as well as being with the stars …
Time passed by in abundance, to the point that he almost forgot everything that had happened in the past …
Another three months passed, and everything was normal. It was so normal that he thought it was normal. This was pretty good, everyone was relaxed!
Mao Zian Town was still quiet and peaceful. The adults worked hard to farm, and the children's cheers drifted through the streets and alleys. There were no beggars, nor were there any victims kneeling on the streets to cry out for injustice. It was as if this was heaven under the rule of Xuanyuan.
Lou Xiaoyi would go to the night market in the town every few days to get some popularity. He didn't eat or drink, but he liked the feeling of people coming and going around him. This made him feel that he was a human being, and not a monster that had drifted in the universe for countless years.
He liked to listen to these noisy and messy noises. The peddlers' cries, the children's cries, the bargaining, the drinking orders … With a stick of sugar-coated haws in his mouth, he carefully licked the traces of sweetness and sourness.
He knew that people were afraid of him, so he didn't stay for long. He just walked from one end of the street to the other. Slowly, the townspeople of Mao Zian Town got used to this weird person who carried a sword case and licked sugar-coated haws. They were no longer as scared as they were at the beginning. They didn't have any scruples about him in normal business, but of course, they still didn't dare to be presumptuous.
When he walked across the long street, a graceful figure blocked his way …
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