4325

Chapter 4325: 5.0077 Resolution

"You folks don't know," the old woman said weakly, sitting on a bench, "the people in the village have been scared by those foreign adventurer teams."

"As you know, our Fisherman's Island is located on the sea route to Wangchuan."

"Normally, people come and go constantly."

"Most teams that come to Wangchuan for training would stop at our village to rest."

"Over time, every household started running inns and taverns."

Qiaomu saw that the old woman's lips were cracked and her speech intermittent, so she reached out, pulled out a pot of tea, and poured her a cup.

The old woman's hand, holding the teacup, trembled slightly. She quickly accepted it, repeatedly offering her thanks.

According to the woman, the fresh water on Fisherman's Island had been contaminated, and the island's residents had been without water for several days.

"At the time, we didn't know what was happening, but some of those foreign adventurer team members suddenly corpsefied and mutated."

"Dozens of young men in our village, to save everyone, led all those cultivators into the stone array behind the village," the old woman said, tearing up quietly as she spoke.

Those children were all very young and very brave.

They clearly embarked on a path of no return, yet they did so without hesitation.

"So, those mutated corpse puppets are still in your village?"

The old woman nodded. "They're just behind... in the stone array. Our ancestors have lived on this Fisherman's Island for generations. We only heard that the stone array was built by a powerful cultivator with supreme divine power back then."

"Then why... why don't you leave this place?" Qinghongse interjected, her face full of suspicion.

Since, as the woman in front of her said, there were large numbers of corpse puppets in the village, why were these people still foolishly staying here instead of fleeing for their lives?

Qiaomu said lightly, "Ordinary people need boats to leave, naturally."

Could they summon flying spirit beasts, or did they have flying spirit artifacts to use?

They had none!

Walking through the village earlier, Qiaomu had only seen ordinary old people, weak women, and children. Without boats, how could they leave the island? Were they supposed to build a raft and drift all the way to Wangchuan?

That's a ridiculous idea!

Qinghongse awkwardly pouted, turning her gaze elsewhere, muttering softly, "But that doesn't mean you should just stay on this island and wait for death."

People seek to survive, not to die.

Like her, at the critical moment, didn't she flee Qingcheng Island to save her life?

Doing nothing yourself and expecting others to save you?

These people were just lucky to meet the little poker face before running out of food and water.

Qiaomu raised her hand and patted the old woman's arm. "Grandma, how many people are left in your village? Gather everyone."

"When we leave, we'll take you with us."

Long Xiangyun frowned slightly. "What do you intend to do?"

"Do you really want to take these old people, weak women, and children to Wangchuan with us??" Long Xiangyun stared at Qiaomu up and down with a look as if she were looking at an idiot.

Heh, this cousin, when did you become so kind-hearted?

You don't usually treat your relatives well, yet you're more affectionate with these unrelated outsiders than with your own family.

Qiaomu glanced at her, her expression blank. "Is there a problem?"

If Qiaomu knew what Long Xiangyun was thinking, she would find her incredibly strange.

Which eye of hers saw that she treated people affectionately?