Old Friend, Fourth-Tier Low Grade Artifact Forger

At the end of Ling Mou's gaze lay the Lu Kingdom Cultivation World, separated from the Great Qi Cultivation World by only a single mountain range.

Compared to the Great Qi Cultivation World, whose situation had already begun to stabilize, the Lu Kingdom Cultivation World—where evil and wickedness were intertwined—was the best soil for their growth.

"But we've put so much effort into Great Qi. Are we really going to abandon it all?" The frustration in Yu Dongyang's heart was nearly overflowing.

"This is something we have no choice but to do. Though the rogue cultivator forces are numerous, they are ultimately nothing more than a rabble, unfit to scheme over great matters. If we wish to accomplish anything, it will ultimately depend on the Inner Pavilion."

Even as a Golden Core True Person, Ling Mou had her own helplessness. Those rogue cultivators truly were mud that could not be plastered onto a wall. They had consumed no small amount of resources, yet aside from the battle in which Hundred Herbs Hall sought to seize the Heavenly Fire Cauldron, they had not even seen the shadow of any other results.

The battle in the Blood Ruin Realm had directly buried a third of their active strength, and all their earlier investments had gone down the drain.

It was precisely because of the lesson from this time that Ling Mou had founded the Qingtian Sect, nurturing a more dependable direct-lineage force. Yet just as it began to show promise, the situation in the Great Qi Cultivation World had ceased to suit them.

Hearing this, Yu Dongyang could only helplessly accept the fact. Rogue cultivators truly could not be entrusted with great tasks. They could stir up trouble in the shadows, but once they faced righteous forces head-on, they were utterly out