Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 3300: Chapter 3300: Eighteen Dead

From the scene, it could be seen that those people were killed very swiftly, without giving them any chance to resist.

He was somewhat shaken in his mentality; could it be that a new batch of Sect disciples had arrived in the city?

Right, he remembered, wasn’t it just yesterday that a large number of Evil Cultivation practitioners died outside the city walls? It was rumored that a group of Sect disciples were responsible, and they had entered the city.

But didn’t he hear that those people had left soon after arriving in the city? How could they appear again and cause such a commotion?

“No, no, I must quickly report to the leader.”

Mumbling, he prepared to leave. Thinking about these deceased people, after all, they were under his command, he couldn’t just let them lie here, so he casually instructed the people he brought along.

“You guys, handle these corpses. Find a spot with good geomancy and bury them all.”

“Yes, Captain.”

A few Evil Cultivation practitioners responded and had to approach those corpses.

…

“What? The ashes were taken away?”

The leader frowned upon hearing the captain’s words; these Sect disciples were truly united. They would rather risk being discovered to gather their comrades’ ashes, which stirred his envy.

“Yes, Leader.”

The captain looked up at the leader and saw that he wasn’t too angry, so he continued to speak.

“Not only that, the people I placed in Salt Lane to guard were all killed, not one was left.” This greatly hurt him; nearly half of his subordinates were gone.

“Say it again, how many people died?”

The leader’s gaze suddenly became sharp, looking at the captain.

He could ignore everything else, he could ignore the corpses of those Sect disciples, but it was different when his own people died. Those were carefully recruited by him, and losing even one pained him.

A large number had already died yesterday and even a captain. And now more deaths, it’s only been a day!

“Dead, eighteen people.”

The captain replied, bracing himself, eighteen people; he was also deeply saddened, but mourning was useless, the people were already dead.

The leader’s eyes darkened, and the hand behind his back clenched tightly without a sound.

Eighteen people, a small number, but added to those who died yesterday, it was too many, enough to carve out a piece of flesh from his heart, extremely painful!

“Go investigate, find all the Sect disciples in Rock City, dig them out, and quietly investigate the major clans as well. If you find anything unusual, kill without mercy!”

It seems that some tough measures are necessary. These Sect disciples don’t regard them at all.

“Yes, Leader.”

The captain secretly sighed in relief.

Just investigating the Sect disciples in the city, and not taking it out on him, that’s good.

However, finding those hiding Sect disciples is a difficult task, after all, being able to hide for so long, they would have no trace left to find.

…

In the yard, there were quite a few jars, and they were large ones.

“You guys are something, using wine jars to store ashes. How did you come up with that?” Even Qian Yizheng was shocked by their ideas.

And these jars weren’t small either, they were half a person tall, placed in the yard one by one; during the day it was fine, but seeing them at night would frighten someone out of their skin!