Fights Break Sphere: Rock King's Leisurely Journey into the Mortal World

Chapter 95: Life is cheaper than grass, life is thinner than paper

Time flies, and the tranquility of Wutan City belongs only to the Xiao family.

In just less than ten days, under the sunshine, everything was as normal.

Zhongli stood quietly above Wutan City. He was at a very high place, with clouds and mists of various shapes swirling beneath his feet.

Zhongli completely inherited Lei Dianzhen's memories, and also possessed Lei Dianzhen's feelings about the world.

But who is Zhongli? How could his thoughts be easily changed by something that suddenly popped into his mind?

So Zhongli chose to quickly go over the details of Lei Dianzhen's memory in his mind again.

Zhongli saw this: a farmer who went up the mountain to collect herbs got into an argument with an alchemist over a single herb. Although the farmer sensibly offered the herb, he was still killed by the alchemist without hesitation. And the matter was far from over.

Afterwards, the alchemist led two of his men and killed the young girl and sixty-year-old father of a farmer at the foot of the mountain.

However, all of this happened because the alchemist felt that the herb had been touched by the farmer and was contaminated.

Zhongli saw this: two fighting beasts who enjoyed killing people, actually used the number of kills they killed to determine the winner of their competition.

The villages within a radius of a hundred miles were littered with bones, broken walls, severed hands and legs, and the rivers were red. Human life was cheaper than grass and thinner than paper.

Zhongli saw it: a clever and skillful embroiderer was falsely accused by someone because her technique was too exquisite. On the pretext of "how dare a lowly woman change the royal needlework technique?", the person cruelly gouged out the embroiderer's eyes in front of the Jiaofangsi.

Little do people know that a common people's needle can also embroider an official robe with dragons and phoenixes, and a dish worth tens of millions also needs two yuan's worth of fine salt to season it. Why are there so many high and low in the world?

But this era does not allow such a thing to happen. No matter how skillful the embroiderer's hands are, how can a world without light create the clothes of people's dreams again?

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What is the difference between alchemists and common people, monks and common people, and nobles and common people?

In essence, they are all human beings, but because they have gained some abilities and powers that surpass most people, they have begun to forget their roots, and even hate their own kind more than their enemies, and kill their compatriots more than livestock.

……

Zhongli just stood there quietly at the edge of the sky, quietly, quietly...

Only the wind is blowing, but it is not only the wind that is blowing...

In just one hour, deep cracks were left in Zhongli's rock-hard heart.

It’s hard to imagine that Zhongli, who is the incarnation of rock, feels… heartbroken.

A stone teardrop slowly slid down from the corner of Zhongli's eye, and was then blown away by the wind in the sky...

"I am the God of Mankind. I should restore order to this world. Whether they are commoners, alchemists, cultivators, or even royalty, they are all merely human beings."

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Zhongli slowly exhaled, his resolve to unify the continent reaffirmed within him. At this moment, Zhongli, channeling his divine consciousness across the entire Jiama Empire, sensed a large number of Dou Wang and Dou Huang-level warriors speeding towards Wutan City.

Behind this mighty army, there is a super strong man whose strength has reached the mid-level Fighting Saint level.

Zhongli's heart was as calm as a well, his expression was peaceful, his eyes penetrated the void and looked in the direction they came from.

Soon, several small black dots appeared where the clouds and earth met. They were speeding towards Wutan City.

Afterwards, under Zhongli's gaze, Lingquan and Zhao Yun rode on the Void Beast and landed at the gate of Wutan City.

Just as he was about to enter the city, Lingquan immediately displayed his strength at the peak of Dou Wang. The intensity of his aura was enough to instantly shock and kill several curious civilians nearby.

But they were all under Zhongli's protection and were just blown away.

"Haha, Lao Zhao, see, my strength is quite amazing." Lingquan waved his arms proudly, shouting "Woohoo...Woohoo...", looking like a monkey.

"Hmph, you are really something. You kill these civilians who have no power to fight back, and yet you feel superior. If you have the guts, come and compete with me. Bullying the weak is nothing." After saying that, Zhao Yun took out the Gentian silver spear from the ring and pointed it straight at Lingquan.

"Tch, boring."

Lingquan was unable to refute and could only walk straight towards the Xiao family. However, after taking only three or four steps, he saw the middle-aged woman who had just been "shocked to death" by Lingquan rubbing her head and slowly standing up.

"This... How is this possible?! How could this woman survive the full force of my peak Dou Wang pressure? Even if she doesn't die, her arms and legs will definitely be broken. How could she stand up unscathed?"

"Hehe." Zhao Yun was no longer able to complain or mock Ling Quan. Although Zhao Yun knew that even if this woman was lucky enough not to die, she stood up at a very inappropriate time. Even if Zhao Yun protected her with all his strength, it would be difficult for a woman who was weak as a chicken to remain safe in the hands of the hot-headed Ling Quan.

Of course, if Zhao Yun chose to escape with the woman directly, or directly chose to suppress Ling Quan by force, he could naturally protect the woman. However, there was no need to do so, because doing so would not benefit Zhao Yun at all. On the contrary, if he returned to the clan, Ling Quan would call him guilty, and Ling Quan's brothers would add fuel to the fire. Zhao Yun was a warrior, and he would be unable to defend himself. Not only Zhao Yun, but even his father and his family would be punished.

This is exactly why Zhao Yun has been turning a blind eye. At this point, all Zhao Yun can do is to control his mouth and try not to let his words irritate Lingquan. Although Zhao Yun knows that even if he hadn't snorted just now, Lingquan would definitely show his strength again and "kill" the woman on the spot again.

But Zhao Yun was wrong. The angry Lingquan did not choose to kill the woman quickly through the pressure of a strong man. Instead, he directly activated his fighting spirit, formed seals with his hands, and rushed towards the woman.

"Die, you lowly thing!!"

Small Thunder Seal Palm, intermediate level of Xuan level.

The confused woman was in a state of bewilderment at this moment. From her perspective, she first flew out inexplicably, then stood up in a daze. After standing up, she saw a little boy about seventeen or eighteen years old rushing towards her.

In this mysterious and serene atmosphere, through the earth shield that Zhongli had cast upon her, which seemed to envelop her like a solid substance, Lingquan's small thunder palm, which had previously continuously rumbled with faint thunder and seemed to contain endless energy, now seemed unusually silent, as if it had lost its former sharpness...

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