Chapter 577: Chapter 329: Lover Sister? Blood Sister?!
Qinghe City, in a dark corner of a street, two men were bowing their heads and worshiping a strip of tobacco.
The two men looked at this strip of tobacco as if they were looking at their ancestors.
Ever since the great fire at the Red Tower Mountain base, tobacco in Qinghe City had been in short supply.
It was quite strange indeed, that the Red Tower Mountain base was burned, even Yuxi’s tobacco was gone.
Few knew, the Yuxi Sect had attacked Red Tower Mountain, not only wiping out its people but also using it as their own tobacco warehouse.
So, it wasn’t surprising when the Young Hero took them all down.
Now the whole city was lacking tobacco, and this was why these tobacco addicts treasured this strip like a gem.
"Brother, it’s unbearable not to smoke, let’s leave," the man on the left said, kneeling in reverence to the tobacco.
The other man said blankly, "We’ve been here for thirteen years, and we’ve seen Mei run off with someone. We didn’t leave; we got beaten like dogs and didn’t leave. Even in our worst times, we didn’t leave. Now we should leave?"
"Where can we go? Without seeing the Martial God Treasure Vault, would those ten years of hardship be in vain?"
The man on the left looked painfully distressed, "Isn’t it said the Valkyrie was violated by Old Demon Duan and his demonic gang, and even the Martial God Treasure Vault was burned?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! The Valkyrie would never die! The Martial God Treasure Vault is eternal! I don’t believe it!"
The man on the right spoke with stubbornness.
The man on the left sighed and said, "But brother, what will we do after finishing this only strip of tobacco?"
Upon hearing this, the man on the right was momentarily stunned.
Yes, they did not want to leave this place where they chased their dreams of Divine Skill, but they had to face a very real problem.
As tobacco addicts, with both Red Tower Mountain and Yuxi gone from this place, how could they survive?
A few days ago, the city was filled with a maddening tobacco scent, a mix of Red Tower Mountain and Yuxi’s flavors, a dual pleasure.
A group of their fellow smokers indulged to satisfaction, some frail ones even died happily, with a blissful Flying Heaven expression on their faces.
But after that?
After that, the tobacco in Qinghe City was cut off.
The joy of smoking was matched with the pain and emptiness that followed.
Who could have thought that century-old sects like Red Tower Mountain and Yuxi, which had been operating here for so long, could be so mysteriously annihilated.
To them, the tobacco lovers, it was a heavy blow.
Indeed, the legend of Yuxi and Red Tower is no more, what hope remains for the Qinghe tobacco addicts?
For a tobacco addict losing beloved tobacco is like a man losing his core; even meeting a cherished woman loses all motivation.
The man on the left pondered and said, "Brother, then let’s go, at least to a place with tobacco."
Saying this, the two men’s eyes were welling with tears.
Because they loved this place deeply.
They spent the most precious years of their lives here.
As people of the Martial World, these ten-plus years were crucial, if they couldn’t progress in these years, it would all be downhill from there.
And in these valuable years, they gained nothing, watching their childhood sweethearts get taken, run away, then get entangled with the Evil Woman of the Joyful Union Sect in a fit of melancholy, sinking into gambling, the last being tobacco.
It was indulging in brothels while smoking, while gambling.
Before coming to Qinghe City, they were quite well-known in the hometown, not extraordinarily wealthy, but their savings left them triumphant.
After coming here, they lost everything, and caught numerous diseases, like syphilis, hemorrhoids, lung disease, etc.
But they never regretted.
Because here was full of hope, as long as they stayed here, kept trying to get into the mountains, there was a chance to soar.
Even if they indulged in gambling, the Joyful Union Sect’s brothels, and chain-smoked, even if they hadn’t been to the mountain for a long time, as long as hope existed, they were not afraid.
But now, hope was ultimately shattered.
The many bizarre events recently happening in the city had indirectly confirmed the change in Qinghe City.
They lost both Yuxi and Red Tower Mountain, while the remaining four forces in the city silently left one by one.
We must know these forces operated here for long; even if they could not find a treasure, they could continuously prosper and grow stronger.
Plus, the forest fires they used to see from afar, one had to wonder if the rumors were true.
Old Demon Duan had arrived!
Old Demon Duan brought a gang of demons!
The brothers thought about this, their eyes were full of hatred.
Old Demon Duan was truly unforgivable, causing chaos in the Martial World, destroying hope, destroying love.
The experiences of these two brothers can be seen as a small epitome of Qinghe City.
With Yuxi Sect and Red Tower Mountain successively annihilated, the remaining four forces fled, the city was saturated with terrifying legends of the Old Demon.
This previously bustling Qinghe City suddenly had far fewer people.
Firstly, the fleeing of the four forces took a lot of people away, then the tobacco addicts with no smoke left too.
Tobacco addicts, brothel-goers, and gamblers were all of a kind; once the tobacco addicts left, even the business of the Joyful Union Sect slowed significantly.
But the women of the Joyful Union Sect had large cravings too, with no clients, even at discounts, they limited free offers.
But these women, despite the glowing allure, offering freely wasn’t right.
Thus, the women of the Joyful Union Sect also ran away due to no business.
Of course, many were scared away by the reputation of Yuzhu’s demonic gang.