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Chapter 22

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Cultivators had other things to do other than cultivating, so it was impossible for them to focus their energy on managing the daily lives of their followers. Usually, local officials were appointed to manage the affairs, and cultivators generally did not interfere in local affairs.

In fact, the higher-ups would also restrain the cultivators from interfering with the governance of the secular world's people as much as possible. Just think about it, a group of cultivators who would frequently go into seclusion to cultivate and ignore worldly affairs, how would they know anything about governance? Once they interfered, it would only make things more chaotic. If the people were to suffer, how would they be able to gather the Power of Will without any believers?

Of course, it was impossible to completely eliminate the interference of cultivators. A cultivator overseeing an area would definitely appoint a local official that he trusted to manage his territory. For example, if Chen Fei wanted to settle his niece in East Arrival City, would the local official dare to not do his best to handle it?

However, this was all within the scope of the higher-ups' permission. As long as they didn't mess around, the higher-ups wouldn't say anything.

And Chen Fei was under the banner of the Fifth Earthly Branch's Overlord, serving under the Cave Master of East Arrival Cave, Han Lifei. East Arrival Cave was precisely guarding East Arrival City.

So that's how it is … Miao Yi was sweating profusely. He realized that he was indeed a greenhorn.

Speaking of which, it was Lao Bai's fault. Lao Bai did know a lot of things. He could explain things about cultivation and fighting, but when it came to the rules and details of this world's cultivation world, Lao Bai didn't know anything at all. Lao Bai's reason was that he had never been in the cultivation world before, so how would he know about these things? You would naturally know after you slowly wander around.

Chen Fei clinked glasses with Miao Yi and asked, "Brother Miao is a Loose Cultivator?"

Miao Yi asked shamelessly, "What is a Loose Cultivator?"

"Cough cough!" Chen Fei choked and coughed as he poured the wine into his mouth. After stabilizing himself, he looked at Miao Yi in disbelief, as though saying, 'You don't even know what a Loose Cultivator is?'

In the end, Chen Fei was defeated by Miao Yi's shameless gaze. He coughed and said, "Cultivators who do not fall under the jurisdiction of the respective Overlords or do not belong to any sect are Loose Cultivators."

Miao Yi understood and nodded, "Then I am indeed a Loose Cultivator."

Chen Fei extended his hand and invited Miao Yi to have a toast, then asked, "Brother Miao, are you prepared to be a Loose Cultivator forever?"

Miao Yi said disapprovingly, "There's nothing wrong with being a Loose Cultivator. At least you don't have to be controlled by others."

Chen Fei waved his hand and said, "Brother Miao's words are incorrect. Not being controlled by others doesn't necessarily mean freedom. Who among the cultivators did not want their own cultivation to improve further? Without the help of the wishes of the masses, it could be said that it was difficult to improve even an inch. All the believers in the world are divided under the command of the various Overlords, and those who enjoy the power of faith are also under the command of the various Overlords. Itinerant cultivators who don't fall into the trap naturally find it hard to share. "

Miao Yi furrowed his brows and said, "I have to be supervised by someone in order to obtain the power of will?"

Chen Fei nodded. "Exactly."

Miao Yi hesitated for a moment, then bluntly said, "I won't hide it from Big Brother Chen. I'm still a greenhorn. I don't have any connections."

Chen Fei wasn't an idiot. How could he not see that Miao Yi was still a greenhorn at this point? There must be a reason why Miao Yi had spoken in such a manner. "I have a good friend by the name of Cao Dingfeng, who works under the Transient Light Cave's Cave Master, Yuan Zhengkun, and has gained the Cave Master's trust. Transient Light Cave has just experienced turmoil and is currently lacking manpower. If Brother Miao is willing to go, I am willing to write a letter of recommendation."

Miao Yi was slightly excited. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Big Brother Chen."

Chen Fei was straightforward. He took out the jade archive on the spot and used his transcendence energy to write a letter inside, handing it over to Miao Yi. He told Miao Yi to take the letter and find his good friend, Cao Dingfeng.

Later on, Miao Yi found out that he was purely lucky. If he hadn't received Chen Fei's recommendation, it would have been very difficult for a greenhorn Itinerant cultivator with a low cultivation base to join the command of the various Overlords.

There were many Itinerant cultivators in the world, but there weren't many who could join the command of the various Overlords. There was no other reason than that they were almost all monopolized by the forces of the various sects and schools. Each sect and school naturally had to cultivate their own people.

And Chen Fei was willing to take the initiative to help Miao Yi. Naturally, it was also to repay Miao Yi's kindness, to repay Miao Yi for saving his niece. She was the only relative he had in the secular world, and Miao Yi had saved her. His heart was very grateful.

Early the next morning, Chen Fei didn't keep his guest. Instead, he urged Miao Yi to hurry on his way.

It wasn't that he was reluctant to entertain him, but he was afraid that things would change if he delayed. He was afraid that if Miao Yi arrived late, the quota for Transient Light Cave would be taken by people from other sects.

Fresh clothes and a lively horse, along with some money to be used on the road, were Chen Fei's farewell gift.

The horse was an ordinary fine steed, and Chen Fei didn't have any dragon steeds on hand to gift him.

However, he had the skilled blacksmiths in the city work through the night, using fine steel to forge a silver spear for Miao Yi as a gift. It was too unsightly to ask a guest to carry a wooden stick away.

After leaving East Arrival City, Miao Yi was in high spirits. He mounted his steed and carried his silver spear as he galloped away.

Naturally, the speed of a normal horse and the speed of a dragon steed could not be compared. The difference was huge, and it couldn't even keep up with the speed of Miao Yi's own art. However, Lao Bai had once told Miao Yi that when he was outside, he should try not to exhaust his transcendence energy as much as possible. Otherwise, it would be really troublesome when he encountered trouble.

Riding on the Dharma for a long distance was indeed too taxing on his Dharma power. He could only patiently let the horse gallop and only reached Fu Guang City after a few days.

In the city, he used the identity of an 'immortal' to find the city guard officer and asked for the location of the Transient Light Cave. Then, he directly exchanged horses with the city guard officer and once again turned the horse around to hurry on with his journey.

It couldn't be helped. Miao Yi was in a hurry, and the horse had used up too much of its energy. It was no longer in a condition to continue on its journey. However, the horse that Chen Fei had gifted him was of the quality of a precious horse, so the city guard officer had no qualms about exchanging with it.

Transient Light Cave was located in the depths of the mountains forty li away from Fu Guang City. It was hidden in a place shrouded in clouds and mist, so it wasn't easy to be disturbed.

In Miao Yi's mind, Transient Light Cave should be an abode of immortals like a mountain cave. Otherwise, why would it be called a cave?

Arriving in front of the mountain gate, he discovered that it wasn't the case at all. The pavilions and terraces between the mountains were arranged in picturesque disorder. Coupled with the deep mountain valley shrouded in clouds and mist, it indeed gave off a feeling of a fairyland.

However, this place seemed to have suffered some sort of disaster. The area outside the mountain gate was a mess. The mountain had collapsed, trees had fallen, and even the memorial arch of the mountain gate had been smashed to the ground. At this moment, there was a large number of commoners who were resting and repairing the environment.

Under the collapsed memorial arch, an old man with a bad nose sat on a stone beast with a wine pot hanging from his waist. He carried two large axes on his back, and his clothes were disheveled. He reeked of alcohol, and with one look, one could tell that he was a drunkard. However, he reached out his hand to stop Miao Yi.

"Brat, why don't you open your eyes and see what kind of place this is? Is this a place you can recklessly barge in?" The old man jumped down from the stone beast with a frightening glare. The silhouette of a three-petaled white lotus flower appeared between his brows. Impressively, his cultivation base was at White Lotus Third Grade.

Miao Yi was a little gloomy. He realized that his cultivation base seemed to be a little too low. As soon as he got off the ship and went ashore, he encountered two White Lotus Third Grade cultivators in succession.

Dismounting from his horse, he raised his spear and cupped his fists, saying, "Please forgive me for my intrusion. This Junior has been entrusted by someone with a letter to visit Cao Dingfeng. Please inform him of my arrival."

As he finished speaking, the silhouette of a one-petaled white lotus flower also lit up between his brows, proving that he was also a cultivator.

"Cao Dingfeng …" The drunkard old man muttered. He was a little surprised to see that Miao Yi was also a cultivator. His gaze was slightly suspicious as he looked at Miao Yi's mount. It was obvious that he was wondering why a cultivator wasn't riding a dragon steed, but this thing instead.

"Wait here." The drunkard old man threw down his words and leisurely walked away, not forgetting to gulp down a mouthful of wine on the way.

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