Decaying World

Chapter 153 The Truth Part 153 (Thank you for pouring water under the bridge; tonight you will reach the Alliance Leader of Xiangzhong)
After leaving the Moon Tower, Tianlong didn't fly too far. Instead, it flapped its wings laboriously, dragging its fat rear end towards another Moon Tower in the distance.

This moon tower is slightly different from the one in front.

The outer surface of the tower is covered with many grayish-white, thread-like lines. These densely packed lines are sometimes intertwined, sometimes clustered together, resembling a fishing net. In some places, due to varying lengths of time, there is a transition between gray, grayish-white, and pure white.

Compared to the moon tower in front, there is much more traffic coming and going on this stone bridge.

A constant stream of vehicles crisscrossed the stone bridge.

Occasionally, a flying figure will flash by above the traffic.

"This is the Weaving Tower, responsible for manufacturing all kinds of fabrics, as well as sails, quilts, curtains, and all sorts of woven goods. The output is astonishing; one tower supplies the entire high-end textile market in this inner city." Tianlong was clearly well-educated, and his explanation was very clear.

"What are the raw materials for this place?" Lin Hui asked.

"Yes, it's similar to the Mist Dragon weaving ...

"Could it be that every Moon Tower here has such an individual on top?" Lin Hui was slightly taken aback.

"Pretty much. After all, the Fog People founded the city. They couldn't develop various technologies on their own, so the quickest way was to find suitable monsters in the Fog Zone and make good use of them. One Glacier Weaver has been alive for over two thousand years and can still produce silk continuously. Where else can you find such useful labor? Apart from giving them some food, they don't have to give anything else." Tianlong sighed.

"Thinking about it that way, it's true. No wonder the inner city has no shortage of various products. If it's all like this, I can understand it." Lin Hui stared at the gray and white spider silk on the surface of the moon tower, lost in thought.

"But don't rush, we're not going here, we're going a little further ahead." After saying that, Tianlong continued flying forward.

Once again, we passed the moon tower and walked through the sparse white flower field that buffered the urban area.

"Why are there so many flowers planted in these neighborhoods?" Lin Hui asked casually as he walked through the area.

"Because some people like the original bloodline, and if they don't plant it, they'll die. Then they'll find someone else." Tianlong replied casually.

Lin Hui was speechless. Only now did he begin to feel the power of the original bloodline.

"When we get there, it will be the only place where the original bloodline and us ordinary people meet on the ground. If you see anything, don't act impulsively. You must hold back, or it will be very dangerous," Tianlong then carefully instructed.

"Don't worry, I can hold back." Lin Hui nodded.

At this point, the two had left the main road with the most traffic and were running towards a side road on the outskirts of the city.

Traffic on the side streets is very light; only occasionally can you see a car carrying heavy goods passing by in the opposite direction.

The drivers were mostly covered by full armor, their faces obscured, so their features were completely hidden.

Every car and every person had their head down, silent, like statues, lifeless.

After flying another hundred meters or so, Tianlong flapped its small wings, and a white full-body armor appeared in front of Lin Hui.

"Come on, put it on quickly. In this place, you need to cover your face, body and skin as much as possible."

"Why?" Lin Hui didn't object, catching the heavy armor falling towards him while looking at the other person.

"Because we can't let the eyes of the Primal Blood Lords see ugly things. No, it should be said that anything that isn't beautiful can't be exposed to their eyes, otherwise there will be danger."

Tianlong gave a serious answer.

"You must have a face that meets their aesthetic standards, you must have flawless skin, you must be at least 1.9 meters tall, you cannot make unpleasant noises, and you cannot make ugly or undignified movements. If you accidentally violate any of these rules, you will die."

Lin Hui was speechless for what seemed like the umpteenth time.

He obediently put on the armor and continued flying forward with Tianlong.

"And what about you?" he asked.

"I'm simple." Tianlong took a deep breath and his body shrank rapidly, quickly shrinking to the size of an infant's fist. He flew behind Lin Hui's helmet and grabbed the feather-like pattern on the back of the helmet with his wings and claws.

Immediately afterwards, its body feathers changed color rapidly, turning into a helmet-like white.

In this way, the bird became a perfect part of the armor.

"Keep going forward. See that huge, spiraling white rock ahead? That's called Yungang. Go there."

Tianlong's voice became as faint as a mosquito's buzz as it pressed against Lin Hui's lips.

Lin Hui responded and used his movement technique to quickly run towards a spiral-shaped white boulder in the distance directly ahead.

"Speaking of which, if you're lucky, you might be able to buy some novel and interesting things here. Occasionally, you'll encounter some tough guys in Yungang who are in a hurry to run away but don't have enough money for their fare. They'll sell their treasured items cheaply in order to raise money quickly."

It took the two a few minutes to finally reach the base of the huge white spiral rock.

A steady stream of trucks and armored men emerged from the concentric rings of roads outside the spiral rock.

No one spoke; all the armored warriors kept their heads down and silently continued their journey.

Woo!
Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound came from overhead.

Lin Hui looked up and saw a white meteor shooting towards the top of the giant rock, landing precisely on its summit.

"Those are original bloodlines or powerful individuals who come to ride here. At the very least, they are high priests or top grandmasters, because ordinary people cannot afford the cost of the moth carriages here," Tianlong explained in a low voice in his ear.

"Let's go, let's go up, and walk at the same pace as everyone else."

"Ah."

Lin Hui nodded and headed up the mountain against the flow of traffic. There were about ten other people going in the same direction as him, but their numbers were far fewer than those coming down the mountain.

They walked in circles, but no one used any agility to rush forward; they simply walked steadily and quietly up the mountain.

Lin Hui didn't ask why Tianlong would let him ascend so slowly.

But he soon found out the reason.

"Lou Xing, you piece of trash, come and chase me! Hahahaha!! With your cultivation level, you're only fit to eat shit behind my butt!!"

A rough, loud male voice suddenly came from the mountain path.

Immediately afterward, on the mountain path ahead, a tall, handsome man with red hair and red eyes, dressed in a magnificent white robe adorned with gold trim, rode a jet-black steed over two meters tall, charging wildly down the mountain.

This horse was so fast that it far surpassed any other livestock Lin Hui had ever seen.

Its speed is even comparable to his speed without special effects.

In that instant, the black horse, due to its excessive speed, crashed into two armored men on the roadside who were unable to dodge in time.

There were no gasps or screams.

It was just a fleeting, invisible distortion in the air.

The two armored men vanished instantly, as if an eraser had wiped the mark off a piece of paper.

The horse galloped past, swiftly passing through Lin Hui and the others, disappearing into the distance.

Immediately afterward, another white horse galloped down from behind.

This time, a cold-looking man with black hair and red eyes was riding on the white horse.

The man's features were as delicate as a woman's, but his eyes were cold and piercing.

"Lower your head!" Tianlong's voice, tinged with urgency, reached Lin Hui's ears.

He quickly responded and lowered his head.

Swish!
The next instant, an armored man in front of him was suddenly flashed past by a red shadow.

Only his lower body remained in place, frozen for a second, before he fell forward to the ground.

The armored man was as if his upper half had been devoured by an extremely sharp mouth. The cut in his waist didn't even produce any blood; it was instantly charred and blocked.

Only after the body fell to the ground did the man on the white horse flash past and chase after it into the distance.

Once he was completely gone, the remaining armored men around him all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness they're gone. Those black-haired original bloodlines are the most neurotic!" Tianlong sighed.

"Why was he killed?" Lin Hui stared at the half-dead corpse in front of him, unsure of what to say.

He was confident he could dodge the first person's speed, but he couldn't quite understand their attack method.

He couldn't even see the second attack from the original bloodline.

What appeared in that instant was so sudden that even his dynamic vision couldn't capture it.

It's not a question of how fast you can dodge, but rather that you need to be able to see it first.

If you can't even see it, there's no way you can avoid it.

Moreover, the two people in front were killed because they were blocking the way, but what about the person behind? He couldn't see at all what the other person had done to offend the original bloodline behind him.

"Who knows? Maybe the angle of the head was a little too high. Some primordial bloodlines don't allow mortals to look at them without permission; if they are, it's a capital offense," Tianlong whispered.

"..." Lin Hui gradually formed a preliminary impression of the original bloodline members.

“Let’s go. Do we want to continue? The higher we go, the more primal blood we’ll find. But the dangers we might encounter will also increase,” Tianlong said. “Are you sure you want to continue?”

"Could things get even more troublesome?" Lin Hui paused for a moment and asked.

“Of course there are. The controllers of Yungang are the Yun family, one of the original blood nobles, and their tempers are even more troublesome,” Tianlong said softly.

"How is it troublesome?" Lin Hui couldn't believe there could be anything worse than those two from before.

"Exactly, let me put it this way. In the core area, the Yun family doesn't like any activity outside their bloodline within their sight. If you move, they'll freeze you in place forever. So you need to be alert before they even see you, and then stop everything. Be a living statue," Tianlong sighed.

Lin Hui was utterly speechless.

"And the worst thing is that there is a family of original bloodlines whose members like to play the game of dismantling voodoo dolls when they are in the mood."

What is the "destroying the villain" game?

"You're wearing armor, right? It covers your whole body, so we can't see your face, figure, or skin underneath. This family likes to tear off your armor and clothes when they feel like it, to see the person inside and their appearance and physique," Tianlong continued.

"And then?" Lin Hui asked after a moment of silence.

"Then, just like with the original bloodline, if they tear open the armor and the person inside isn't good-looking enough, they'll kill them directly. If they are good-looking, they'll take them back to play with, and when they're tired of them, they'll throw them into the deep realm as materials," Tianlong replied.

(End of this chapter)