Getting a Sugar Mommy in Cultivation World!!

"What?" His friend frowned, leaning forward since he failed to hear what he said.

The middle-aged man rubbed his shaved chin with his finger and spoke with a slightly more audible tone. "There might be a beast tide."

"What?!"

His friend shouted so loud that everyone turned to look at them.

"What happened, old man Ge?" Someone asked the man without a beard.

"Shhh!" The man named Ge first glared his friend into silence before looking around with an apologetic look on his face.

"Forgive me, friend. He bit his tongue while eating the bug…" Everyone stared at him for a second before bursting out in laughter.

"Hehehe! We know that bugs are tasty, but control yourself, man. Look how old you are, and you still cannot eat properly."

The atmosphere became relaxed as everyone returned to their food, but Ge still kept glaring at his friend.

"I told you to keep quiet, but you did not even make it a second through without causing a commotion."

"Come on, you cannot just dump this information on me and expect me to keep quiet." The scrawny man scratched his beard in distress and glared at his friend with annoyance. "How certain are you that this news was true?"

"Most likely it will happen again."

"Again, huh?" Chewing on the beetle in his mouth that now tasted sour like a bug was supposed to. "When was the last time the tide happened?"

"It has not even been a year." He looked his frail friend in the eyes, his eyes thick with emotion. "The last time, we barely pulled through the mess, and now I am not even sure if we will see the next year or not."

"At times like this, I really envy those who live in the inner circle; they get to act before any one of us comes face to face with a beast."

"True—"

Having heard enough of their troubles and the state the city was in, Noah finally turned his attention to the food before him.

'Even if it's an illusion, I cannot waste food when there is a crisis like this going on.'

After finishing his meal, Noah left a silver coin on the table for the dutiful kid to find and made his way towards the 'inner circle.'

In simpler terms, the inner circle was the area within a kilometer radius around the city lord's mansion.

The richest and the strongest of the people lived in that area.

They are exactly noble families, but their status was not far below them.

As for the noble families… there was no such thing as them in this city. There used to be a few a long time ago, but they left the city because of the constant harassment from the beats.

And the others who wanted to leave the city could not move because they were not resourceful or powerful enough to move to the nearest city, which was around hundreds of kilometers away from this place.

"What a backwater city…" Noah muttered to himself as he walked around looking for more clues about the trial.

After knowing how far the nearest city was, Noah was sure that the contents of the trial were related to the city.

Maybe it was the best tide… Maybe it was the living conditions of the people here… or maybe something else.

But what Noah knew for a fact was that it definitely had something to do with the survival of this city.

The streets were packed, and hawkers were shouting to get their wares sold, but only a few paid attention to them while the rest kept their heads low and increased their pace as if worried someone might take their money from their hands.

Noah knew he would be targeted by these vendors to force him to buy something, so he hurriedly used concealment abilities to erase his presence from their eyes.

Passing through the merchant streets, Noah arrived at the more residential area of the city. Small houses were lined up against one another to make room for the masses.

Each house was shared by more than one family. There were at the very least 7 to 10 tenants in one house.

Even though people did not get along with each other, they were forced to live together because they did not have the money to buy their own house.

"Did you not hear what I said? Get in the house!" As he was walking in front of one of the houses, Noah saw a man shouting at his wife out on the street in anger while pointing at the open doors of his house.

The woman shrank back in fear and could not move.

Slap!

Seeing her lack of response, the husband's eyes narrowed in annoyance before he raised his hand in the air and smacked her across the face.

The force of his strike was so powerful that the woman fell on the ground, blood trickling down from the corner of her lips.

"How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to leave and meet with those people without my permission?"

Seeing his wife silently weeping on the ground, the man got angrier and raised his voice before dragging her inside by himself.

And while all of this was happening, people watched it happen like some kind of drama from their house, and no one moved to help at all.

Not even Noah.

He silently watched everything happen right before his eyes. There was a chilling coldness in his eyes, but he clenched his fists and continued to walk on.

The instances of domestic abuse he sensed in the area were too many to count.

Frustrated husbands beating their wives or others to blow off their steam. The anger they piled on in their heart from whatever place they got it from was let out on the innocents.

And after an hour of strolling, Noah finally arrived at the source of all this. The place that was responsible for their behavior and the place that every man in the city detested.