Jiang Ding called upon each of the geniuses from the Yin-Yang Extreme Domain and asked about their present predicaments.
"I am about to be refined..."
"I am being hunted down and will soon die. I want to kill myself; I wonder whether that would ruin their Dao Fruits..."
"What are parents and brothers worth? Generation after generation, they live like ants. Better to die with me. One household for one lifetime—no one owes anyone anything..."
One Qi Refining genius after another spoke, some coldly, some with mournful sighs, some through tears.
Their words and their shared suffering moved the surrounding cultivators.
So there were actually this many people in the world who suffered the same fate as us?
They were already at the end of the road.
That was why they had so easily developed goodwill toward this suddenly appearing living being. They had truly reached a dead end. There was nothing left on them worth coveting, and they were not terribly afraid; they had nothing left to lose.
"Do you all know my purpose?"
"Speak freely."
Jiang Ding asked again.
Even toward these minor Qi Refining cultivators, he remained deeply respectful.
"Because your heart is kind?"
Chong Limò said respectfully.
"Immortal Lord, is there anything you require our service for?"
Li Mingyuan asked respectfully.
"Immortal Lord, please give your orders..."
The eyes of many talented Qi Refining cultivators lit up.
They could be useful!
If such a figure had some use for them, would that not be a heaven-sent opportunity?
Even if they died, that would be a matter for the future. It would not come to light within a hundred or several hundred years, would it?
"Yes,"
"You have guessed correctly. Who in this world can be selfless?"
Jiang Ding sighed. "I wish to restore the overall situation