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"Great Zhou Dynasty, haha. The Great Zhou that governs the world with etiquette."
Dan Fengzi laughed dryly and said, "Those who are well-fed know etiquette, and those who are well-fed know honor. The Great Zhou Dynasty was still the primitive age of the Ancient Sages Sector. At that time, the world was chaotic, and the population was sparse. As far as one's eyes could see, there were only dense forests where countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and animals grew. There were very few Cultivators.
"Every Cultivator, as long as they were willing, could collect enough Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, cores, and bones from the forests. If several Cultivators helped each other and fought each other as a team, they would only gain more.
"In such an environment, of course, they could be courteous and respectful to each other without attacking each other. They could enjoy sufficient resources and train themselves slowly.
"However, after a hundred thousand years, after the development of the Great Qian Dynasty, most of the unowned lands have been exploited. Each land has its own master. The resources left are so few, and so many new Cultivators pop up every year."
"Elder Spiritual Vulture, let me tell you something. Everything becomes cheap when there is too much of it. Nowadays, the most worthless things are human lives. The lives of both civilians and Cultivators are equally cheap."
Li Yao was silent for a long time. Then he sighed and said, "I thought that the Cultivators in the forests of the Southland of Sorcerers were brutal enough to raise ghosts, produce venomous fog, and even offer blood sacrifices to living souls. I didn't know until today that the Cultivators from central plateaus can be even more brutal than us. Also, their brutality is so unpredictable and unbelievable."
"Hahahaha."
Dan Fengzi chuckled and shook his head. "Elder Spiritual Vulture, do you know that you didn't understand such a simple logic until today? The central plateaus are beautiful, prosperous, and prosperous. There are natural paradises everywhere. If the Cultivators from the central plateaus were not more brutal than the barbarian Cultivators, how could such a wonderful place have belonged to us?" "That's right.
"If the barbarian Cultivators are really more brutal, it should be the barbarian Cultivators who are sitting on the throne of the Royal Court in the Divine Capital, and the Cultivators from central plateaus should be eating bananas in the forests of the Southland of Sorcerers that are filled with miasma."
"What I am about to say next is rather unpleasant. Perhaps you will not be happy about it, Elder Spiritual Vulture. But I have to say it anyway. Elder Spiritual Vulture, you may be one of the most brutal and dominating people in the forests of the Southland of Sorcerers, but what you are capable of is only a dominator in the forests of the Southland of Sorcerers. If you decide to establish your own sect in the central plateaus, I guarantee that you will be killed before you know it."
"Yes. You are awesome. You are adept at refining, and your capability is immeasurable. Normally, even a couple of Yuanying cannot approach you. But in the central plateaus, you do not have to fight in person most of the time. When you fight in person, it will not be as simple as a couple of Yuanying that come at you. Like today, twenty or so Yuanying and Jin Dan attacked you side by side. After all, everybody has the right to kill evil people.
"'Heaven Battering King' Qi Changsheng, 'Mother White Lotus' Wan Mingzhu, and Lead Eunuch Wang Xili, aren't you awesome? But haven't you become homeless dogs living in fear all the time?"
"Please forgive me, Elder Spiritual Vulture. Everything I said on our way here was from the bottom of my heart and for your own good. I suggest that you give up the idea of establishing your own sect and just work as an elder in the Purple Pole Sword Sect. By then, I will give you my full support. You can claim your own mountain and establish your own branch. You will also be able to pass on the arts of sword forging of Great Zhou. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"
"It seems that I was wrong."
Li Yao said gloomily. "I read a lot of notes of the Cultivators of the Great Zhou Dynasty in my residence. After I broke out of seclusion, I collected some unofficial notes about the Cultivators from the central plateaus, such as' The Legend of the Swordsman of the Spiritual Mountain '. I thought that the Cultivators in the central plateaus were more or less like what was described in the books."
"The Legend of the Swordsman of the Spiritual Mountain."
Dan Fengzi chuckled. "I was wondering why you were so gloomy, Elder Spiritual Vulture. So, it was because of the influence of the absurd novels. Those things are not the unofficial notes of the Cultivators at all but the lies made up by the ignorant ordinary people. They can't be real.
"'The Legend of the Swordsman of the Spiritual Mountain'. I've skimmed through the books before. The Cultivators in the books are all free and unfettered. They do not eat, speak, or do anything. They are indeed enviable. No wonder you are tempted, Elder Spiritual Vulture.
"But how can the Cultivators in the real world be so otherworldly? Not only do we have to eat, we will also eat ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times more than ordinary people.
"A cooked duck will not jump into our mouths for nothing. If we want to eat it, we have to fight, fight, and kill it with our hands. Is there any difference between the high and mighty Cultivators and the butchers in the alleys of the poor?"
"Getting to the bottom of it, although the common people all call us deities, you and I both know that we are just people who are stronger and have bigger appetites."
Li Yao looked at Dan Fengzi carefully. Then, he moved his eyes away and looked at the sky where the darkness was falling bit by bit. He mumbled, "So to speak, perhaps only by breaking the void and ascending to the deities' realm can one be truly free and unfettered. No wonder so many Cultivators want to ascend and become deities."
Dan Fengzi smiled miserably and said, "According to the legends, after ascending to the deities' realm and becoming a deity, one will indeed enjoy boundless freedom and unfettered freedom. However, I don't think so."
"Okay."
Li Yao raised his eyebrow. "Why is that?"
"I'm thinking," Dan Fengzi said, "that Cultivators are much stronger than ordinary people, and their appetites are much larger than ordinary people's. Then, the deities must be much stronger than the Cultivators, and their appetites must be hundreds of times larger than the Cultivators', too."
Li Yao nodded his head. "Fair enough."
"However, we know that outside of the Ancient Sages Sector is a boundless world of darkness. There is no air, no water, and nothing but cold stones. The resources there are hundreds of times thinner than those in the Ancient Sages Sector," Dan Fengzi said.
"The appetites of the deities are hundreds of times larger than those of the Cultivators, but the resources in the outside world are hundreds of times thinner than those in the Ancient Sages Sector. If the deities do live in the outside world, the competition among them for the tiniest resources will be thousands of times crueler than in the Ancient Sages Sector. How can it be a real elysian land?"
Li Yao was dazed for a long time. He looked at Dan Fengzi in disbelief.
"However, I estimate that there are no deities or deities' realm in fact."
Dan Fengzi laughed. Suddenly, brutality beamed out of his eyes. "Because, if there are deities, they would've marched to the Ancient Sages Sector, slaughtered us all, and looted our resources. At the very least, if I were a deity, I would've come to conquer the Ancient Sages Sector."
Li Yao took a deep breath and said, "I didn't know that the world of Cultivators and the deities' realm were both so cruel in the leader's eyes."
"There is nothing cruel about it. It is the will of the heavens," Dan Fengzi said casually.
"Only the fittest survive, and the winner is king. That is the will of the heavens."
Li Yao swallowed a mouthful of hot saliva and finally couldn't hold it back any longer. "Even if that is the will of the heavens, shouldn't the Cultivators go against the will of the heavens?"
Dan Fengzi smiled. "If you go against the will of the heavens, you will have to taste the power of the apocalypse."
Li Yao gnashed his teeth. "If thousands of Cultivators step forward and go against the will of the heavens side by side, we will probably be able to shatter the most powerful apocalypse with one punch."
Dan Fengzi glanced at Li Yao, somewhat weirdly. "But who will be the first to stand out, Elder Vulture? The question you raised today is rather strange."
Li Yao's heart suddenly palpitated. He knew that his reaction had been too radical because of the misery of the disaster victims and the actions of the major sects.
Thankfully, a series of long horns echoed from the sky in the northwest right then.
Dan Fengzi's eyes suddenly shone. He immediately forgot his chat with Li Yao and said with a weird expression, "The fleets of the major sects that are transporting the relief assets have arrived. Let's go and take a look."
In response to the natural disasters in the southeast, the major sects of the central plateaus had all mobilized a lot of relief assets and established an overwhelming fleet of flying boats, led by Master Dawn Moon, the current leader of the Grand Mystery Sect.
The flying boats that were loaded with food, clothes, and other assets were naturally not as fast as the light boats that carried the high-level Cultivators or the flying swords that were flying at a supersonic speed. Therefore, they did not reach Roaring Tiger City until today, after the high-level Cultivators had arrived one after another. Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Not just Li Yao and Dan Fengzi, the high-level Cultivators of other major sects also turned into streaks of brightness and flew toward the fleet of relief assets.
The appearance of the fleet of relief assets, on the other hand, greatly surprised them.
The fleet used to be made of dozens of carriers as enormous as whales, but right now, there were only ten ragged ships that were riddled with holes left. They looked like the corpses of whales that had been gnawed by sharks and could fall to the ground at any moment.
The shell of every ragged ship was riddled with traces of scorching flames. The flags of the major sects were on the verge of collapse and burning.
Screams and moans were echoing inside the cabin. Intense, pungent smell of medicine was coming over, too.
"What — what is going on exactly?"
Li Yao heard an angry bellow from midair. 'Iron Saint' Qi Zhongdao smashed down like a weight and almost sunk the carrier in the lead.
A middle-aged Cultivator, who was wearing the advanced robe of the Grand Mystery Sect and covered in bandages from which ointment was flowing out, was supported out of the cabin by two disciples of the Grand Mystery Sect.
Dan Fengzi told Li Yao in a low voice that the heavily wounded, deformed man was Master Dawn Moon, the current leader of the Grand Mystery Sect.
"Senior Uncle."
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