The Road of Morality began beneath Ye Lingxiao's feet.
Ye Lingxiao brought several die-hards with him, arduously rowing their raft eastward.
That was the direction of Sea Island Raft.
Along the way, he began to think.
He thought about how to develop his own power and win the support of more people.
And how to do so without violating his moral principles.
Otherwise, what had he reincarnated so many times for? With such thoughts in mind, he arrived at Sea Island Raft.
He had heard before that everyone here lived and worked in peace and contentment. Seeing it for himself, it was indeed true.
There was none of the scheming and deception found at sea.
For the first time, he did not have to worry that after going out with someone, he would be knocked unconscious and made into human-meat buns.
In truth, there was no morality to speak of at sea.
Just think about it—the vast ocean.
Kill someone and throw them into the sea.
Unless you later ran into the dead person's family, no one would ever hold you accountable.
That was the true primal dark forest.
That was why, at sea in the Middle Ages, merchants and pirates were indistinguishable.
If you were strong, you were a pirate. If you were weak, you were a merchant.
Both he and his men had excellent reputations.
Many people had already heard of him.
It was said that he would rather die of thirst than kill someone or steal their belongings.
Thus, he smoothly signed a contract as well.
Under that contract, everything followed standard terms.
Afterward, he truly displayed his talents.
He could no longer bear to seize the foundations others had built.
Because here, relying on his own abilities and talent, he quickly achieved tremendous success.
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