Lan Yu was extremely curious about Li Tianwei's plans.
Judging by the prodigies who had obtained the highest authority in the past, all of them had acquired vast resources from the Sacred Land, paving roads and building bridges for their own cultivation.
In Lan Yu's view, Li Tianwei should have been much the same.
Yet for some reason, Lan Yu always had the feeling that Li Tianwei was about to stir up something huge.
No, that was unlikely. Li Tianwei looked like a steady, sensible man who understood the greater picture. Even when those disciples had slandered him because of Evil Demons, Li Tianwei had only dealt with a few of them and released all the rest.
Such conduct was rare even in the Cultivation World.
Thus, Lan Yu felt that he was simply overthinking things.
Li Tianwei had no idea what Lan Yu was thinking. Instead, he laid out his plans.
"Martial Uncle, I have observed that the Dao Hearts and convictions of the Sacred Land's disciples all show signs of instability. That is precisely why today's events occurred."
"On the strength of another person's one-sided words, without giving the matter further thought or conducting any investigation, they were so easily incited and controlled by Evil Demons, leading to that entire chain of events afterward."
"If I had not possessed some strength, allowing me to see through these disciples' circumstances at a glance, then anyone else here would surely have been bullied by them. If a powerful cultivator suffered such humiliation, it would be entirely possible for them to slaughter these disciples."
Li Tianwei spoke earnestly, his expression grave.
Hearing this, Lan Yu nodded as well. He had in fact considered this possibility, but wasn't the pursuit of cultivators freedom from restraint and oppression—the ability to act as they