Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 879 - 238: Arrival at the Shangwu Dynasty! Demons and Devils State Preceptor?_5
Fan Wu and his companions realized that the Shangwu Dynasty was rife with unusual characters; in comparison, their own group hardly stood out. Among them, only Fan Wu was somewhat conspicuous, and that was only to a slight extent.
Because among the passersby, there were also individuals over two meters tall, though none had Fan Wu’s robust build. Of course... they also lacked the imposing aura that Fan Wu possessed.
Unlike the Great Yan Dynasty, where tall people were common, the Shangwu Dynasty had very tall folks as well as exceptionally short ones. Those who were very tall could almost match Fan Wu in height, and the very short were even shorter than Yun Jiuqing.
Yun Jiuqing watched, dumbfounded, as men a head shorter than herself passed by. She also saw many men who were taller than herself by an indeterminable amount.
She had this very strange feeling, which wasn’t just about these people’s height, but also their appearance.
"Is that person... a real person, or a demon transformed into one?" Yun Jiuqing stared wide-eyed at a passerby ahead.
That passerby was about as tall as she was, but their head was unreasonably large!
Yun Jiuqing couldn’t help but touch her own head. She felt that if her head grew five or six times larger, it might be about the same size as that person’s.
"It’s a person," Fan Wu, too, was drawn by the passerby’s appearance, and he could tell at a glance whether someone was human.
Fan Wu said, "And a cultivator at that."
"A cultivator?" Yun Jiuqing muttered, "Could it be they’ve cultivated some strange technique that made their head look like that?"
The group continued walking and observing. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Soon,
they arrived at a tavern.
This tavern was built very tall; even the entrance was close to three meters high. Once Fan Wu and the others entered, they understood why the door was made so tall; they saw two individuals who were one zhang tall (about three meters), heartily drinking at a large table inside.
Even Fan Wu was astonished because he could see that these two extremely tall men were pure humans, their bloodlines untainted by that of demons and devils. They were either practicing some kind of technique or naturally born that tall.
Which was normal!
After all, in this fantastical and mysterious world, they had already encountered faces larger than grinding stones. Now seeing two men at least one zhang tall didn’t seem too remarkable.
One zhang is equivalent to three meters. These two men were seventy centimeters taller than Fan Wu... It only made sense that the tavern door was built so high because it had its reasons.
As Fan Wu and his group found a table to sit down at in such a tavern and ordered plenty of food, preparing to rest and recuperate,
suddenly,
they heard the two exaggeratedly tall men guzzling drink after drink while loudly discussing in a drunken haze.
Moreover, the content of their conversation seemed to be extremely taboo.
But they didn’t seem to care.
"Damn it!" one of the big men with a large beard cursed crudely, drunkenly exclaiming, "There’s not a single brave soul in the entire Shangwu Dynasty! It’s just a pathetic State Preceptor, and everyone is scared shitless! A bunch of brainless cowards praising that damn ’good’ State Preceptor... to hell with that!!"
"If you ask me, that worthless State Preceptor is nothing but a dumb bird infested with maggots! Back in the Imperial City, I could smell a demonic stench on that State Preceptor from miles away. How could no one else smell it? Damn it, they even worship a demon as the State Preceptor. How absurd!"
"Big brother, I say we should fight our way back to the Imperial City, strip off that sorry State Preceptor’s human skin, and expose his true face. Let all those blind fools see what that wretched State Preceptor really looks like!"
The bearded large man’s companion, also a sizable man but looking somewhat defeated and with a clean-shaven face,
apparently showed from the cursing man’s words that they were brothers—the bearded one was the younger, and the quiet one was the elder.
The disheartened elder brother sighed resignedly, a sigh so powerful it moved the wine pot on the table several centimeters.
He said helplessly, "Do you think I don’t want to go back? But the problem is all those blind fools have been beguiled by that State Preceptor. We’re not just facing the State Preceptor; we’re up against an entire army. We could handle a hundred men, we could take on a thousand, we could fight ten thousand to the death, but what if that damn State Preceptor calls upon a hundred thousand?"
"Have you forgotten... how we brothers were driven out of the Imperial City? It was disgraceful. We didn’t even see the State Preceptor’s face before being relentlessly pursued by fifty or sixty thousand soldiers; they chased us for over a hundred li, nearly running us to death."
The cursing younger brother grabbed a pot of wine and took a fierce gulp straight from the jug, draining half of it in one go—his eyes glaring and whiskers bristling as he sputtered angrily, "So we’re just going to swallow this insult? We’ve already been stuck in this damn place for a month."
