World Traveler

The nearby city was not far away, and many people along the way were working hard in the fields, and they did not notice Yanan at all.

As he walked through the fields, Yanan casually plucked a handful of plants from the ground and squeezed them lightly in his hands.

【Strange Pill】

[Effect: Hallucination x1]

[Comment: Maybe you could try rolling it into a cigarette and see... What's the name of that game where college students go to the countryside to farm? Rhapsody or something?]

Oh, you are obsessed with butter.

Outside the city, there are fields one after another, and what is planted in the fields is not food, but this addictive plant.

After entering the city, Yanan's expression quickly became somewhat profound.

Beggars were everywhere on the roadside, and from time to time you could see one or two people lying on the ground twitching like crazy, and the people around them seemed to be accustomed to this scene.

I didn't even want to take a second look.

Yanan walked into a normal restaurant nearby, ordered two dishes casually, and asked the boss there.

"Boss, the scene in this city is almost like hell on earth. What's going on?"

The boss raised his head and looked at Yanan. After sensing the elegant aura on him, he carefully looked around and spoke angrily.

"It was those demons called Immortal Envoys who brought those seeds and asked us to plant a large amount of land. Then they used the Paradise Grass we planted to transform it into that harmful thing."

"My nephew, in his prime, was taken by a group of bad friends to eat bliss pills. He ended up being just skin and bones, and died lying on the street."

Looking at the boss's angry expression, Yanan touched his chin thoughtfully and then asked.

"If it has become like this, why don't the government issue a warrant for their arrest and ban the Bliss Pill?"

"Who do you think is selling the Bliss Pills?"

"Aren't they the officials who are selling these things? How could they be sold without their permission? You know, they own all the shops selling Bliss Pills in this city."

"Also, many people discovered that growing this and selling it to the Song Kingdom was very profitable. Unexpectedly, the emperor there didn't ban it, so those lawless martial artists killed anyone they saw."

"Furthermore, those martial artists are extremely cruel. Over time, no one dared to go there. Finally, this fertile land was planted with bliss grass, and it couldn't be sold. So they had no choice but to harm their own people. Sigh..."

Yanan did not comment on his boss's sigh. After all, who knew what he was sighing about.

Unsellable herbs? Or the guilt of having harmed one's own people?

The land outside the city that is covered with paradise grass cultivation all over the mountains is definitely not something that can be developed in three to five years.

Since the changes in them have only appeared in recent years, it is already very obvious where the previously planted bliss grass and refined bliss pills have gone.

However, judging from the fact that there was nothing unusual in the food, this boss might be the latter.

After understanding the general situation, he said goodbye to the shop owner and walked towards the shop in the city that sold Bliss Pills.

Outside the shop, a group of people were lying in the corner, and no one knew whether they were alive or dead. Those who looked a little normal also had dull eyes.

Yanan shook his head, said nothing, and walked into the shop...

After a cup of tea, Yanan, who knew the person behind the scenes, walked out. The shop was filled with the smell of blood, but there was no movement in the house.

He walked to the official's house, said nothing, and didn't intend to listen to what he said. He swung his sword at him and massacred the entire family of the officials in the city who were related to this matter.

What’s interesting is that the city lord and officials here did not eat the bliss pills that made the people in the city addicted.

Even only a small number of family members ate it.

Thirty miles outside the city, there is the largest workshop for producing Bliss Pills. In addition to being the largest pharmaceutical production site, it is also the gathering place for the remnants of the Bliss Cult.

Even with Yanan's current martial arts skills and the magic power in his body, it took him an hour to clean up the place.

There were four or five hundred pharmaceutical workers, more than two hundred officers and soldiers from the city, and hundreds of demons from the Paradise Cult, but only a few of them escaped.

Those who escaped ran around like possessed people, shouting about the bandaged monster.

Looking at the sword in his hand, Yanan couldn't help but sigh.

"What a great sword! It's truly a great sword. It can cut through iron like mud. I thought the sword would be dull after killing so many people, but it's still so sharp."

If it weren't for this sword, Yanan might not be able to kill all these people, and more people would definitely escape.

He picked up the torch beside him and threw it into the warehouse, then left it alone. He didn't have to worry about anyone coming to put out the fire, after all, all those who could put out the fire were dead.

"If I were to switch to the Demon Sect, my cultivation speed would probably improve by a thousand miles a day, haha~"

Setting fire to a mountain will result in life imprisonment. Of course, the same applies to burning fields. I remember that in my previous life, several people in the village were arrested for burning wheat straw.

Although he was complaining in his heart, Yanan still lit the fire in the ground.

Anyway, I have my face covered and there are no cameras, so what's wrong with burning my own fields?

Yanan also used his magical powers to summon a strong wind, which made the fire even stronger. Through deliberate control, he ensured that the fire spread only to the fields.

...............

As Yanan was playing, he became a little addicted, and the journey that was supposed to take ten days ended up taking a month.

Along the way, they stopped and started, killed people without any scruples, set fires, burned workshops and fields, and now the people along the entire border of the Western Xia Kingdom are living in fear.

Of course, it's not just the common people, the officials and the Demon Cult are the same. Several city lords have died, and two of the seven immortals guarding the Demon Cult have been killed.

As a result, the production line of Gokuraku Pills stopped operating for a while.

In any case, while the storm has not yet passed, no one dares to commit crimes against the wind, otherwise, they might be killed by the devil one day.

Kongtong Sect, colorless market.

"One order of fried noodles with meat."

"okay!"

The restaurant owner shouted to the kitchen without turning his head, and then started chatting with several other customers.

"If you ask me, that Red Flame Demon is a top-notch hero."

"He killed so many people, what about the civilians of Xixia? Is he still a hero?"

"So, according to you, the Paradise Grass fell from the sky? Wasn't the Paradise Grass grown by those common people?"

"But maybe they don't want to, maybe they're being forced..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, if you calculate it this way, the Red Flame Demon has killed more than a thousand people."

"Tsk, what are you afraid of? Didn't the Little Medical Fairy say that back then... well, let me think... that killing ten thousand people thing..."