at the same time.
The Taoist plague has spread throughout all the places in the Eastern Wilderness.
dead.
Everywhere.
All ordinary people and practitioners have it.
"Please save the child. My child is still young. I don't want him to leave me so soon. I don't want to see a young person die before my old age!"
"Oh, God, please open your eyes and take a look at this world!"
"My Lord, I beg you!"
"I really want to suppress the plague with cheats, but I can't do it!"
On the earth.
In the city.
Wherever there are people, this sound can be heard.
But what a pity.
No matter how desperate and helpless ordinary mortals and practitioners are, their situation will not get better.
because.
God is not on their side.
Wandao City.
The elixirs from the sect alliance have arrived.
Some related monks who were infected were quickly treated.
But ordinary people are no different from people in other cities.
On the street at this moment.
It is no longer as prosperous as it used to be.
Some people were infected with the Taoist plague and wandered the streets, but they were soon kidnapped by masked monks and driven out of the city.
"Why, why don't we have elixirs? We want them too!"
"They are too shady. A Hope Pill is sold for a hundred low-grade spirit stones. We mortals simply can't afford it!"
"One hundred low-grade spirit stones equals one mid-grade spirit stone. Businessmen like us can't afford it! And there's no guarantee it will work!"
"That's right, practitioners are really evil!"
"They are nothing!"
Such conversations can often be heard in some teahouses and on the streets.
Infected people are not allowed to go out on the streets.
But it does not hinder people's normal communication.
Some people chatted and gossiped across the wall.
They cursed the practitioners and vented their dissatisfaction.
On a street in Wandao City.
At this moment, voices were rising and falling.
Because this used to be a service industry street.
All kinds of services are available.
Now that the Taoist plague is rampant, this place is basically doomed.
Some practitioners have nothing to do, so they start gossiping.
"Do you know, according to gossip, the sect alliance exchanged those Hope Pills from the Nine Sun Sect, and they also signed an unequal treaty!"
"That's impossible. How could such a thing happen? Didn't they do it themselves?"
"You know what? This is no longer a secret. In Yunyang City, you can exchange Hope Pills for free. Anyone who is infected can go there!"
"But Yunyang City is too far away. It must be thousands of miles away from us!"
"Of course, the Eastern Wasteland is extremely vast. We mortals don't know how long it will take to get to Yunyang City, unless we rent a divine beast to fly over!"
"But that would require several high-quality spirit stones. How can we have so many spirit stones?"
"Ah, hopeless. We are just unlucky. We were not born in Yunyang City. Wandao City does not have the talent to help us get through this difficult time!"
"The Wan Dao City has come to an end. It was so powerful before, but now it can't even make Dao Wen Dan. How pathetic!"
Some people envy.
Complaining about the incompetence of Wandao City.
I envy those mortals who were born in Yunyang City.
Everyone knows it very well.
Infected with the plague.
It means that there is a general probability that you will die!
In Yunyang City, having Hope Pills means survival.
"By the way, do you know what unequal treaty Wandao City signed?"
"have no idea!"
"You may not know, but I know. A cultivator friend of mine told me yesterday that Wandao City can no longer collect spirit stone taxes from the Nine Yang Sect, and it can no longer interfere in any of the Nine Yang Sect's affairs!"
"What? So cruel? Is the Nine Yang Sect still our Eastern Wasteland Sect? They are so bold!"
"The God in heaven will punish them!"
"But the gods haven't helped us either, so the probability of this happening may not be very high..."
"… "
The streets and alleys were silent.
Silence.
Indeed, the things in heaven don’t seem to care much about them mortals.
Even if they have spirit stones.
No miracles were seen either.
“Wakakakaka~~~I got the Hope Pill. I’m fine now. I’m fine now!”
At this time.
On the street.
A fat man dressed in rich clothes was running wildly on the street.
Shouted loudly.
Everyone took a look.
It turned out to be the owner of the latest building.
"Boss Liu, are you okay?"
Someone asked.
"Yes, I spent three middle-grade spirit stones to bid for two Hope Pills and took them together. Now all my symptoms are gone. I have recovered and have the strength to walk again!"
"Hahaha, all the bosses should go too. It's not expensive. A top-quality Hope Pill only costs one and a half mid-grade spirit stones."
Boss Liu said loudly.
Very proud of oneself.
Suddenly.
There were bursts of sour voices on the street.
"Damn, I'm really impressed. Boss Liu is really rich!"
"The price of spirit stones has gone up again. We small bosses are not as rich as Boss Liu. We can't afford it at all!"
"This is such a rip-off sect alliance. They actually set up an auction. They are simply ruthless. Damn it, why didn't Sect Master Chen Changan catch them all in one fell swoop that day?"
"If this sect alliance is gone, there will be another sect alliance. I don't believe these big guys, they are all so ruthless!"
"Haha, brother, you think too much. Without this alliance, the people in the next sect alliance may be even more evil!"
“Brother, this is so true!”
As soon as someone said something darker.
Silence again.
Some who have been infected with the Taoist plague are secretly envious.
Then a feeling of infinite despair arises in my heart.
no way.
One Hope Pill is worth one and a half medium-grade spirit stones.
Maybe tomorrow it will be two medium-grade spirit stones.
They are not sorry at all.
All I can do is wait for death.
"No, I can't die. If I die, what will happen to my family?"
"Boss, we are about to die, why don't we take action? Boss Liu runs a restaurant like that, so he has a lot of spiritual stones. Let's borrow a little from him first, and then return it to him when order is restored. What do you think?"
"It means..."
"Brother, it's all you need to understand. Do you want to do it or not?"
"Why not? Damn it, wealth and honor come from risk, why can't I just do it!"
"Okay, let's do it tonight."
"Once a word is spoken, it cannot be taken back!"
…
night.
This street has started to move.
In the middle of the night, a brief, somewhat frightened cry was heard from Boss Liu's home.
But the sound was very rapid and small.
Just write it down and forget it.
the next day.
There are fewer voices from people serving a street.
There are also fewer complaints.
At noon, Boss Liu was found dead at home.
The house was ransacked and there was not a single spiritual stone left.
Not long after.
The things that were previously in the house were taken away one after another by masked mortals who came in and out.
Not a single chair was left.
This is like a fuse.
It began to quickly sweep across Wandao City.
The lower class people, having no other options, began to specifically kill the rich and rob them of their wealth.