Chapter 170: Establishing a Foothold in the Western Frontier
Xiao Yu never imagined that one day he would be driven to the brink of insanity by the mere act of mortals defecating.
This single issue was enough to consume him; he had no time to spare for anything else.
Upon taking office, Xiao Yu naturally felt it was his duty to understand the people’s plight and immediately set out to inspect the city. At the moment, the so-called city of Yong’an consisted of little more than a small cluster of wooden buildings and vast stretches of shantytowns.
The moment he set foot in a shantytown, a pungent odor immediately hit his face. At the same time, the powerful senses of a sword cultivator instantly pinpointed the sources of the smell: one, two, three, four… a total of eleven piles of poo had been scattered in the street corners, under the trees, and behind the houses. There was even one right before his eyes in the middle of the street!
For the first time in his life, Xiao Yu wished that his perception wasn’t so sharp, and his perception hadn’t reacted so quickly.
To avoid causing a public sensation, Xiao Yu had not announced his visit. He was walking on his own two feet instead of flying either.
Encroached upon by the outstretching shacks, the roads through the shantytown were extremely narrow and winding. The road surface was also covered in mud, puddles, and potholes. Naturally, the puddles were filled with all manner of filth.
Qingming’s domain could purify the toxins of the Shaman realm, but it couldn’t purify the waste produced by tens of thousands of people.
The deeper he ventured into the shantytown, the more filth there was. At first, the piles were scattered here and there like guerilla fighters waiting to catch an unsuspecting soul off guard. But later, they started gathering in groups, eventually merging into a continuous expanse where one could no longer distinguish one pile from another.