Chapter 225 The Kann Zhu System
"How is it possible to make freedom worse than slavery?" So might wonder. The Green-Hat Farrs solved this problem with splendid efficiency: by bringing slavery back with 10 tis the force, but under a different na.
See, after dealing with the Golden-Haired Lords, the Green-Hat Farrs now had to free their won—daughters, sisters, moms and so on. But the genetic modifications that the Green Leaf villagers had suffered were such that, just like a good chunk of the males welcod any kind of degradation, a good chunk of the females would rather perish in the yoke of the Golden-Haired Lords than enjoy freedom by their n's sides.
These suicidal won only accounted for one-fifth of the villagers' female population, but they were more than enough to crush what remained of their n's self-esteem. Better, in general, the won of the Green Leaf Village couldn't see an ounce of masculinity in their mates, who all looked overly feminine, frail, and with barely anything in their pants.
On the other end, the males now saw their village's won as breathing vestiges of the humiliation they'd endured for centuries. They established the Kann Zhu System, an extre version of the Yanzhou Province's own Kann System that gave wealthy household patriarchs the right to limit their wives, concubines or daughters' mobility to their rooms, or courtyards if supervised by senior maids.
The Kann Zhu System of Green Leaf Village went a step further. Under the pretense that the fairer sex was too weak-willed and irrational to make responsible decisions, and needed to be protected at all tis, it gave the n the right to keep their won tied in chains.
Yes, literally.
As soon as they turned twelve, the girls of Green Leaf Village received the chain lock and lived bound to a wooden pole where they received spiritual als and whatnot. They didn't have any cultivation, and therefore could not resist the males, who back then even had Divine Transformation level experts to lead the village overhaul.
Worse, the won of this village all possessed the Tender Spring Physique, a dual cultivation constitution that, among other things, enabled even non-cultivators to live for 600 years, and gave them the sa self-cleaning, anti-disease, and hunger-free constitution that cultivators of Pulse Condensation or above possessed. This pretty much enabled the Green-Hat Farrs to keep their girls locked up with peace of mind.
Sessions of brutal torture spread from one household to the next, with borderline impotent n taking out their frustration on their captive won.
Now obviously, the woman that helped the Green-Hat Farrs defeat the Golden-Haired Lords didn't do so to see her sisters get tossed back into bondage. As resourceful as a mouse, she fled before the n implented the Kann Zhu, and sought the help of Green Leaf Village's other factions: the Guardian Beasts of the Spring of Eternal Youth, and the Longevity Cows of the Celestial Farm.
Both said no, on the one hand, reluctant to abandon their posts, and on the other refusing to help the "traitor" that assisted the Green-Hat Farrs in destroying the status quo established by the village's two immortal founders.
That woman then turned to the Longevity Cows' guards: the Monstrous Bull clan. Their king fell for her at first sight, and together, they stole the High Command Seal hidden in the Golden Immortal Hall and took control of the Celestial Farm, enabling them to repel the attack of the Green-Leaf Farrs while seizing the vast majority of the Green Leaf Village's spiritual farmland—20,000,000 acres—for themselves.
The subsequent wars between the Monstrous Bull clan and Green Leaf Farrs saw the demise of hundreds of top experts. The death toll rose so fast that the two camps had no other choice but to seek a peace treaty.
Thus, the farrs' resounding victory over the Golden-Haired Lords beca the start of an era full of grudge and self-destruction. Over ti, having been denied access to over 90% of the village's resources, plus the lack of cucking that they needed to maintain a steady growth, the Green-Leaf Farrs' cultivation regressed—from one generation to the next.
The bulls, on the other hand, kept getting stronger. But with no God, Devil or Saint to grant them an Ordinance, they plateaued at rank five.
These predecessors all died thousands of years ago, but the grudges they left behind were passed on to their descendants, leading to an endless cycle of hatred, repression and abuse.
In this generation, the gap between the Green-Hat Farrs, Guardian Beasts and Monstrous Bull camps had grown so vast that, the farrs did their best to conceal the news of their weakness, aware that as soon as the bulls got wind of the situation, their troops would rampage through the farrs' lands.
Clearly, they didn't anticipate that, before they got the misfortune to face the Monstrous Bull clan's assault, a new Golden Immortal Lord would appear, with unprecedented levels of Yang Qi, and enough Cucking Qi to prove his rapacious nature.
'So that's what's going on? How annoying.' Activating his Bloodshifter Heart, Xinzi read the Green-Hat Farrs' thoughts, emotions and desires, quickly making sense of the situation.
"Master, should I kill or suppress them?" Xin Zhong asked, unimpressed by the rotations that 5,000 Green-Hat Farrs executed.
'5,000 n, 50 Diabolic Shards. Not a significant number, but one more is always welco, and with 5,000 White-Winged Soldiers birthed in this village, establishing ourselves here should be easier. A pity that these Green Chastity Belts they ntioned seem to be in control of the arrays underneath each farmland. So, either I expand a significant amount of energy to break over 2,000 high-caliber arrays, one by one, or I just keep the Green-Hat Farrs as they are—using them to farm the land. Yeah, let's just do that.' With his eyebrows arching in a lopsided slope, Xinzi assessed the situation.
The Green-Hat Farrs completed their rotations, each standing with their knees bent, and their green swords swirling by their side like a whirl of spinning tops. Green rays surged from each farr. Columns of shining light soared upward, conjuring 15,000 vertical flying green swords that permutated consistently.
"Pernicious outsider, imdiately depart from our land, or the Thousand Cuts of the Green Slave will slaughter you to the last man!" The apparent leader of these farrs, a shrill-voiced man of uncanny feminine features, said.
'No need to make a move. I will take care of this and break their Dao Hearts so I can easily take control of them.' Following this ntal ssage to Xin Zhong, Xinzi cracked his neck, walking out of the barrier to stand alone before the Green-Hat Farr.
"Your land? Since when? The Golden Lotus be praised. This is Qiu ng's land, loaned to his two avatars, your captive ancestors and other experintal creatures, so they'd turn it into a productive spiritual farm. And even then, one could argue that Qiu ng taking ownership of this place doesn't make it his land. Otherwise, any random hobo of the Dongli state could just wake up one day and say that, since they're walking in the Great Desolation World, the entire world belongs to them.
But that's not how it works, does it?
Your land is what you can afford to possess and protect from invaders. You can't afford to possess this place, much less protect it from My Humble Self. So how dare you call it your land?
I will give you two choices. Surrender, and no one gets hurt. Resist, and I'm still taking what I want..." Here Xinzi paused, joining his hands in a prayer sign.
"But not before giving you an opportunity...to experience true despair."
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