Chapter 277: Follow-up
Wang Zijia looked at An Xingsheng’s cautious manner, shaking his head with a smile, and said, "There’s no need. If Senior Brother Nong or Senior Brother Lei ask again, just tell them to file an accurate report."
Upon hearing this, An Xingsheng breathed a deep sigh of relief; his sentence earlier could have implications for many things.
"How many people are alive?" Wang Zijia opened the conversation.
"In total, there are 3123 of them. Among them, as many as 2671 people have medium-grade spiritual roots, and eighty-three have top-grade ones, a phenomenal quality." As An Xingsheng spoke, with a mix of joy and sorrow on his face, he went on:
"Their wounds are severe, physical injuries are trivial compared to the psychological trauma that might be difficult to recover from. Especially for some who are in their twenties, but have been living in that gloomy, strange place for over ten years."
Wang Zijia’s face grew solemn at his words. Even if one had talented spiritual roots, being taken to such a place like a prison at the age of seven or eight, worshipping those pieces of flesh and blood daily, and experiencing the erosion of demons’ flesh repeatedly, could cause a person much damage growing up under such eerie circumstances.
Of course, all of those who had weathered the storm were the ones among the over three thousand individuals who had remarkably strong will, but there was no knowledge of how many psychological absurdities emerged among them!
Those with strong mental aberrations could inadvertently cause endless trouble. The Wanyu Sect had fair experience with such situations!
"I will handle the issue of their wounds; as for the psychological problems, bring them back to the sect first and let the people in the Pill Institute worry about it. If anyone has serious problems, isn’t the Demon Suppressing Tower accepting a certain number of disciples every year? They should like it." Wang Zijia pondered for a while before replying.