People Found Out About The Base I Built On the Moon Chapter 963: Chapter 118 Shushan_3

Chapter 963: Chapter 118 Shushan_3

“Can these even be compared? Shu Mountain is a sacred place where immortals dwell. Here, serving others, we hardly get a chance to meet an immortal in our lifetime. But in Shu Mountain, opportunities are everywhere. Maybe an immortal will take notice and summon us to serve them, and then reward us with treasures that can extend our lives…”

“Yes, I’ve heard that Shu Mountain is abundant in spiritual energy, and even ordinary people can live longer there…” On seeing this, others also joined the conversation, each of them appearing very excited.

Most of the servants present were younger, but there were also older servants who looked worried and showed no interest in joining the conversation.

Zhao Yu noticed something unusual and discreetly approached an older servant, smiling and saying, “Uncle, you seem unhappy…”

The older servant glanced at Zhao Yu and shook his head, “My family is all here. If I go to Shu Mountain, I’ll probably never see them again in this lifetime. What’s there to be happy about…”

Zhao Yu asked, puzzled, “Then why didn’t you refuse?”

The older servant hesitated and eventually just shook his head, saying nothing.

However, Zhao Yu noticed that although this man was reluctant to go to Shu Mountain, he walked quite fast and was at the very front of the group.

Not only that, but he noticed that most of the older servants in this large group were at the front, walking briskly. In contrast, the younger ones, on their first trip out of the city, were intrigued by their surroundings, looking around and chattering nonstop, walking slowly.

Interestingly, despite the length of the queue, the supervisors did not intervene and allowed them to be noisy.

After a short contemplation and not understanding the reason, Zhao Yu quickened his pace and followed close behind the leading group.

About ten minutes away from the city, a supervisor finally spoke up, telling them to quiet down to avoid attracting king beasts.

The servant army then quieted down, but the excitement in everyone persisted, and they continued to whisper in small groups.

Thus, after six hours of marching, the merchant convoy finally stopped to rest.

During this time, Zhao Yu took the opportunity to observe the supervisors thoroughly.

Surprisingly, these supervisors seemed to be ordinary people with no cultivators among them.

The real cultivators were not positioned at the back of the group to protect these servants.

If they encountered demons or spirits, wouldn’t they just be fodder?

Zhao Yu suddenly thought that maybe the caravan had brought them along to, in a dire moment, sacrifice these worthless commoners to the demons.

With that thought, he instantly became more vigilant and slowly adjusted his pace, finally reaching the very front of the servant group, right behind the convoy’s guarded goods.

The individuals guarding the goods, as far as Zhao Yu could see, were just martial artists, the strongest of whom were only at the ninth level of Body Refinement, with still no sign of any cultivators.

Zhao Yu became more convinced of his guess and was extremely careful, constantly maintaining his pace.

Luckily, with his sixth level of Body Refinement physique, he was still comfortable after a day’s march.

However, to avoid any suspicion, he also meticulously arranged for people to rub shoulders and pinch legs.

As night fell, the caravan made camp and began to rest, and guards were appointed for night watch among the servants.

Zhao Yu had no interest in taking on such a task, but fortunately, many energetic servants were keen and vied for the duty, so it never fell to him.

That night, Zhao Yu was sleeping when suddenly someone woke him up.

“Hurry up, we’ve encountered a demon…”

As the caravan quickly moved on, Zhao Yu followed without hesitation.

The other servants, jolted awake, also dared not delay, each of them following closely as if their lives depended on it.

“Ah, help me…”

“What is that thing…”

In the darkness, screams were relentless, but no one attended to those making them.

Zhao Yu, heart pounding, tried as much as possible to stay close to the few martial artists at the ninth level of Body Refinement.

Compared to ordinary people, these martial artists were more likely to survive.

In fact, these martial artists were much calmer than ordinary servants; besides no one caring about those captured by demons, they maintained their roles in guarding the goods without disorder, everything still neatly arranged.

Zhao Yu was tense all night, and only when daylight came did the troop settle down again, and the creatures of the night had also vanished.

The supervisors counted the people; on that first night alone, nearly five hundred had disappeared.

Disappearing in such a wild and desolate place meant, even if they weren’t dead, they weren’t far from it.

Basically, to disappear was to be dead.

In the troop, aside from a few whose friends had vanished calling out a few times, no one else spoke of searching for the missing ones.

“Won’t the immortals care?”

“Shut up, the immortals are there to protect those who matter, how could we, mere servants, deserve such regard?”

The servants then recognized the grim reality; though they followed the caravan, if they encountered demons, no one would come to save them.

All they could do was pray not to encounter any demons.

In the meantime, some regretted their decision and suggested going back, but no one dared to follow.

Having come this far, there was essentially no way back; they could only continue with the caravan.

Compared to the first day, by the second day, the servants appeared somewhat numb, no longer as lively as before, deeply subdued.