C2 The So-called Immortal

"Ah! Immortals have come to visit. Villagers, Immortals have come! Quick..."

" What? Immortals are here? Ah, quickly, quickly, quickly go back. If not, I'll be blamed for being neglectful again later. "

"What?! Isn't it not even a year's time limit? Why are the immortals here so early?"

At the end of the path, there seemed to be someone informing some immortals of their arrival. In the middle of the perfect field not far away, were the villagers who were working. They were all shocked, but they still threw away the farming tools in their hands at the same time. They ran in the direction of the village.

"Immortal, what immortal?"

Van Hui, who was lamenting about his cultivation base, looked at the villagers who had suddenly become restless. He was instantly dumbfounded.

What had happened? Furthermore, it seemed like the scale of the incident wasn't small. So many villagers had abandoned the food in their hands at the same time and ran in the direction of the village.

"Hey, Sir, what happened? Why are the villagers so flustered?"

Van Hui hurriedly stopped a grandpa who wanted to run towards the village.

"Hey, aren't you the little brother who just passed out?"

The old man who was stopped seemed to have some impression of Van Hui. This was a little shock. That old man hurriedly replied in the face of Van Hui's inquiry.

"From the way you dress, little brother, you don't look like a local. Perhaps you are a wanderer from the pugilistic world!

Actually, you might not know about it. Actually, in our Cloud Fog City, There is an immortal sect called the Misty Mountain Sect. Originally, such a sect wasn't established for long, but for some reason... With a swoosh, it grew up and even became the number one sect in our Cloud Fog City!

Before the Misty Mountain Sect was established, small villages like us were supposed to live in harmony. However, such a good day ended after the Misty Mountain Sect was established.

Those Immortal Cultivators use the excuse of eradicating violence and peace for us. Every year, these small villages in Cloudmist City have to pay a certain protection fee.

Otherwise, they will use all kinds of evil arts to eliminate us.

Just like some lions that can spit fire, or sharks that can fly!

How can ordinary people like us be able to defeat those Immortal cultivators? This is why we are forced to pay a certain amount of protection fee to the Misty Mountain Sect every year.

However, this is still a full three months from the time we hand over the protection fee every year. Now that those Immortal experts of the Misty Mountain Sect have arrived here in advance, we have no idea what is going on.

However, there is definitely nothing good about this. That is why we are all in a hurry to return. We must prevent those Immortals from treating us as if we are looking down on them and getting punished!"

After explaining the reason why they rushed back to the village to Van Hui, the old man couldn't wait any longer. He hurriedly rushed towards the direction of the village.

Only Van Hui, who had a head full of confusion, was left standing on the spot in a daze.

"Immortal? You want protection fees? There's such an unreasonable thing? Wasn't this no different from the law enforcement officers bullying the common people?

After all, he was a Great Completion Stage powerhouse. Although he was temporarily unable to use any cultivation techniques, he couldn't just sit there and watch!

I should follow everyone to the village to take a look. If those Immortal Cultivators aren't too strong... Furthermore, if they are really doing whatever they want, they can help the villagers teach those Immortal Cultivators a lesson!"

After weighing the pros and cons, Van Hui finally said this.

In the direction where everyone was running to, Van Hui followed closely.

When Van Hui finally followed these villagers back to the village, there were already a lot of villagers stored in a relatively open area in the village.

In the sky, there were a few figures flying on swords. Their powerful auras were emitted from their bodies. Even the surrounding air was slightly distorted.

A person who looked like a village chief was extremely respectful to the cultivators. He faced the surrounding villagers and slowly knelt down.

"May I know why Immortal has arrived in this small town? If this old man remembers correctly, there is still a time limit of three months before the day we offer sacrifices to the Immortals!"

He did not dare to make any small movements. Even his words were spoken with such caution. The old man, who looked like a village chief, slowly spoke to the few cultivators flying on swords in the air.

Van Hui quietly found a place to hide. These Immortal Cultivators were looking down from above, holding the advantage over the weak. Van Hui didn't want to kneel down and worship those Immortal Cultivators like these villagers.

However, Van Hui didn't want to bring disaster to such a village because of him. This was the reason why he chose to hide for the time being.

"That's right, but everyone knows that the harvest last year wasn't very good. That's why our Misty Mountain Sect doesn't have much resources left!

I don't care what method you guys use. In any case, within three days... We must gather the resources that will be offered to us three months later! This time, I'm here to simply inform you... Three days later, we will bring people to collect the resources.

If we do not see enough resources by then, I believe everyone should know about your results! "

Seeing that almost all the villagers in the village had been gathered, a leader among the Immortal Cultivators slowly explained to them in midair.

However, for the reasons of the Immortal Cultivators, it was obvious that the villagers in the village were in a very difficult position.

They had to prepare the resources that had to be paid tribute every year three months in advance. For these ordinary villagers, there was nothing they could do!

Even the person who looked like the village chief fell silent.

"What is it? It seems like you are very unwilling!"

Not hearing the answer he wanted to hear, he only saw that among the cultivators in the air, there was one person who directly swung his sword at the villagers below him.

A blurry shadow of a blade flashed past, and the head of one of the villagers shockingly landed on the ground.

The blood that could not be stopped spluttered out from the neck of the villager. It also caused the surrounding villagers to be so scared that they staggered and hurriedly retreated.

"Immortal, this..."

That village chief also clearly did not expect that these cultivators would be so heartless. Only then did he raise his head in shock to look at those cultivators in the air. The words that he wanted to say were stuck in his throat. There seemed to be tears swirling in his eyes.

However, those Immortal Cultivators were inhumane. They looked at the villager who had been killed without any change in expression.

"I don't care what difficulties you have. If we can't see what we want at that time, you will all be the same as this person!"