”Filthy intruders, all of you must die! Brothers, kill at will!” A clamor of strident war cries shook the land as waves of green sword energy greeted Xinzi and co. The White-Winged Demon bodyguards reacted faster than anyone else, and with Xin Zhong to lead them, stretched their right hands out—conjuring a translucent white barrier that met the flurry of green energy arcs.
The sword arcs crashed on the barrier, collapsing into particles of emerald light.
”Impossible! An array executed by over 5,000 cultivators of Foundation Building or Pulse Condensation strength cannot dent the invaders’ defenses. Damn! Why is the new Green-Hat Swordsman already this strong?”
”No! It’s not just the swordsman! Look at all that Yang Qi and man-cucking vibes, a new Golden-Haired Immortal Lord has appeared as well. His potential exceeds the previous lord, and he came prepared with elite troops!”
”Damn! Execute the Thousand Cuts of the Green Slave! Today, either we survive this calamity, or we die free men!”
The brume dispersed, revealing a lush ancient village that stretched across a vast expanse of land. Small stone and mortar homes large enough to house four people stretched as far as the eyes could see, with small plots of arable land standing beside each house.
About 5,000 men gathered at this ancient village’s entrance. On average 1.69-meters tall, the men would have looked unimpressive if not for the green robes, conical green hats and swords that they proudly wielded. Each sword mirrored the same dark-green luster that dominated this village.
The conical hats didn’t hide the men’s eyes, all brimming with murderous killing intent.
”Well, well, I didn’t expect you guys to throw me a parade, but murder definitely wasn’t on my list of expected greetings. May I know to what we owe such animosity?” Xinzi asked in a calm and leisurely tone, clearly unfazed by the 5,000-man-strong army.
”Bastard, no need to play coy with us! A new Green-Hat Swordsman has appeared, which means that the days of wanton humiliation are back upon us! Our ancestors didn’t rebel and slaughter the men of the Golden Immortal Hall so their descendants would become the toys of another Golden-Haired Immortal Lord!”
”But I’m not golden-haired. In fact, I happen to be bald. Can’t we discuss this like men of culture?”
”No need to try and deceive us! Our Green Chastity Belts enable us to sense the quantity of Yang Qi of each man we face as well as a unique brand of Cucking Qi that only men that specialize in breeding other men’s partners possess! You are the epitome of all we despise, the next Golden-Haired Immortal Lord! With a cultivator of the Green Immortal Sword Art standing so deferentially towards you, you dare say that you’re not here to force us back to the days of degradation?
”No!”
”We have broken the curse. This will not happen in our generation!”
”ATTACK!”
”KILL!”
’What did Qiu Meng do to these people’s ancestors? And here I was wondering why he didn’t hurry to come and seize control of the Green Leaf Village. It’s not that he doesn’t want to. With his current strength, he probably knows that only death awaits him here. Still, their cultivation base is lower than what I expected. Xue Yuanshao, explanations?’ By relying on the Diabolic Shard he’d implanted the False Devil Body with, Xinzi sent Xue Yuanshao a mental message.
’Master, I’m just as confused as you are. You have access to all my memories. What I know, you can find out as well. There’s no way that I’d try to deceive you by hiding such crucial information. Heck, I wasn’t trying to bring Xiao Hu to this place to see her hacked into a meat paste!’
The Undead Alchemist was full of grievances. Although he’d helped Qiu Meng with the initial setup and knew that this village supplied the Celestial Hall with key resources, he never bothered to investigate what went on here. In his mind, these were just villagers that Qiu Meng’s avatars relied on to run the village. Little did he know that, in their grand perversion, the Green-Hat Immortal and Golden-Haired Immortal turned this place into a peculiar hellhole—for the men that is.
To nurture their cultivation, the two immortals separated the humans in this village into two sides: the Green Leaf Farmers and Golden-Haired Disciples. The Golden-Haired Disciples received a portion of the Golden-Haired Immortal’s bloodline, enabling them to become outstanding dual cultivators.
Meanwhile, the Green Leaf Farmers received Green Chastity Belts, robes, hats and swords. The robes and hats were purely for decoration, but the belts equipped each farmer with a lesser version of the Green Immortal Sword Art and also modified their genes so they’d get off on getting abused. Worse, their cocks got smaller as time went by, with a genetic cap of three inches at erect length.
Subsequently, they became the victims of systemic cucking, watching their wives, sisters and daughters get plowed by the Golden-Haired Disciples in a grand ritual formation. And still they had to farm, and produce their share of the spiritual plants that Qiu Meng required. That formation fed the cultivation of both the Green-Hat and Golden-Haired Immortals, making them progress rapidly.
As the initial villagers were captured from a sect of overzealous human cultivators that pledged not to rest till they purged the east of all heretical practices, Qiu Meng couldn’t care less for their fate.
Then, the Great Desolation War happened. Qiu Meng and the Green-Hat Immortal got killed in battle, the Golden-Haired Immortal committed suicide to follow Xue Lin, and the villagers relied on the brume to stay out of trouble. This kickstarted an era of corrupt tyranny.
If before, the Golden-Haired Disciples stayed within certain boundaries, after becoming the absolute masters of this place, they acted as wantonly as they pleased, abusing, oppressing and degrading on such a scale that the villagers’ numbers started dwindling from one generation to the next. Men committing suicide and women dying of torture or sexual exhaustion became the norm.
The disciples declared themselves “Lords,” and the farmers “Slaves.” And while the Golden-Haired Lords’ numbers stayed low, and their cultivation progressed much slower than the Green Slaves’, they could control their slaves’ lives through the Green Chastity Belts, enabling them to act without fear of rebellion.
This all changed when, out of guilt for her father’s suicide and fear for the future, one woman cooperated with a tiny group of Green Slaves that dared to foster rebellious thoughts. She seduced the Village Chief and robbed the key to all chastity belts, using it to unseal the belts and break the authority that the Golden-Haired Lords had over them.
What happened next was pretty straightforward, the stronger and more numerous Green Slaves hacked through their Golden-Haired Lords with murderous rage, bisecting or quartering them to the last boy.
Alas, from there on, things only got worse.