Thinking Art's New Divine Ability-What's the Point of Playing Without Smuggling in Extras?

Meng Yi was somewhat worried, though not because he feared that fellow called Mei Yan would die.

With the Great Demon Scripture personally imparted by Qin Yang, this method could be cultivated along the righteous path or used to take shortcuts. So long as it suited the cultivator, there was not really any difference.

Although Meng Yi had no eyes, he observed people and things with his mind's eye, seeing far more clearly than with physical eyes. At a glance, he could tell that this fellow was no good.

What had happened earlier proved it as well. In an entire travelogue, there had only been one passing mention of shortcuts, yet that was the only line Mei Yan saw, disregarding all the warnings and condemnations throughout the rest of the text.

This man would certainly take the crooked path of shortcuts.

Humanity's notions of good and evil, right and wrong, merely came from humanity's own standpoint. At the root of it all, it was simply because their asses sat in different places.

If walking the crooked path and doing evil truly meant setting oneself ablaze, then how had all those great demons and monstrous evils throughout history appeared? Setting aside those who had been besieged and killed midway, how many of those fiends and Demon Heads had perished because their own cultivation set them ablaze? Everyone said that walking the crooked path meant seeking one's own death and that one day they would set themselves ablaze, but that was merely a shared value judgment.

Those evil demons who advanced too quickly through crooked paths and ended up setting themselves ablaze merely had their power swell too quickly, lacked sufficient control, suffered mental imbalance, and so on. He had never heard of any evil demon dying of shame.

So long as