It was a vicious cycle. The great mountains served as a barrier, preventing Skin Grinding Realm Martial Artists from leaving. Exotic beast meat was monopolized by the county government and prominent families, with only small amounts released onto the black market.
Even if a Skin Grinding Realm Martial Artist advanced to the Bone Forging Realm... then what?
On one hand, they could be enticed by powerful families to enjoy a life of pleasure within Pingling County. On the other, leaving Pingling County meant facing life-and-death situations, with only a slim chance of reaching the commandery city.
Compared to each other, how would one choose?
Jiang Shu remained silent. He had originally thought that upon reaching the Skin Grinding Realm, he wouldn't face much difficulty in Pingling County. Now, it seemed, he was still too young. To be in Pingling County was to be trapped in a massive cage!
In the courtyard, the wind whistled through.
