Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 3365: Chapter 3365: Won’t There Be Backlash?

"Chief Xiao, why have you come this way? This place... How about we find somewhere else to talk?" He cupped his hands toward Xiao Yi and spoke, while glancing at the courtyard behind him.

He was certain that Xiao Yi wouldn’t step into such a courtyard.

Who knew, he was wrong.

In normal times, Xiao Yi definitely wouldn’t have gone in, but these weren’t normal times, were they?

"No need, I came specifically to check on the situation with those evil cultivators. Chief Zuo, please lead the way and show me."

In order to know oneself and others, and to be invincible in every battle, he needed to guard against those Sect Disciples lurking in the shadows. Naturally, he had to understand how potent their poison was.

Therefore, seeing these poisoned evil cultivators in person was indeed necessary.

Even if the smell was unpleasant, he could endure it for a while.

"Well... alright then."

Chief Zuo hesitated just for a moment before agreeing.

He couldn’t be the only one enduring the stench, having someone accompanying him was more than welcome.

Ge Leader was despicable, leaving such a mess to him and just walking away without care. Just the thought of it infuriated him, making him want to pounce on Ge Leader and take a bite out of him.

As they entered the courtyard, Xiao Yi immediately saw several faucets being carried out by some civilians, and promptly straightened up, slightly covering his nose.

Chief Zuo noticed his movement and gave an awkward smile.

"Apologies, Chief Xiao. There are too many people here, so it’s inevitable that some places might not be handled well. Please bear with it."

Xiao Yi didn’t dare take a deep breath at this moment, nor did he dare speak, for with a single word, he’d swallow a mouthful of stench. Holding back his anger, he signaled Chief Zuo with his eyes to continue leading the way.

After a while, Chief Zuo led Xiao Yi into a room.

The room wasn’t particularly big, inside it were over twenty beds made of simple wooden boards, each bed occupied by an evil cultivator.

"Chief Xiao, look, once they’re poisoned, they turn into this state."

Xiao Yi coldly observed the twisted, contorted forms of the evil cultivators, their mouths drooling, a wave of physical revulsion almost making him retch.

What manner of monstrosities were these? What kind of poison could transform people into this grotesque, half-human, half-ghost appearance?

The person who secretly poisoned them was truly vile, able to create such a toxin. This wasn’t something righteous people or Sect Disciples would do.

Could the master really intend to keep such a person for their own use?

Was the master sure they could control such an individual? Could they avoid a backlash?

"Are all the poisoned evil cultivators showing these symptoms?" Xiao Yi asked with his mouth covered.

Chief Zuo cursed inwardly at his demeanor, as if he were the epitome of cleanliness. Did he think Zuo didn’t want to be clean too? Acting this way in front of him, what was he trying to pull?

Despite his thoughts, he obediently answered.

"More or less, some cases are even more severe than here."

This courtyard was the cleanest; it could ensure no further normal individuals got poisoned, but the other courtyards couldn’t guarantee that. Those who took care of the evil cultivators before weren’t without casualties either.