Of course, he understood why.
The reason was actually very simple.
Only when more people came would the chances of Golden Fingers appearing increase.
And no matter how valuable any treasure, artifact, Spirit Stone, or wealth was, it was hard for it to compare to the unique functions of a Golden Finger.
Take that clone Golden Finger, for instance. If it was not comparable to a connate supreme treasure, then it had to be on par with a connate spirit treasure, right? And even connate spirit treasures had a Fixed Number in the Great Desolate World.
What wealth could a Cultivator possibly possess that compared to such a treasure?
So naturally, they had no interest in the wealth of ordinary Cultivators.
Nor would they scheme against them.
Thus, there generally would not be any oppression from above. Everything was handled according to the rules.
Except for being scammed.
No one above would care if you got scammed.
But if you killed people, robbed them, or used violence, that was unacceptable.
Otherwise, it would throw the order here into chaos. Many Cultivators would think, If I can be killed after entering the city, and I can be killed outside the city too, then what was the point of entering the city?
They might as well find some barren place to stay.
Shuang Laoda had been beaten before as well, but he had basically brought it upon himself.
He had insisted on making the little Female Immortal unhappy.
And although the little Female Immortal had seemingly beaten him badly, he was still a Nascent Soul Cultivator. He recovered overnight.
His actual injuries did not even count as minor.
So the guards turned a blind eye.
As long as no one was beaten to death or crippled, it was fine.
Since everyone knew