Those words sounded familiar, and I was probably already immune to them. The pitiable were bound to have something hateful about them, while even hateful people always had a side others could not see. What was more, I stood at the enormous center of power that was the Ninth Heaven. The complexity of my environment was beyond what ordinary people could imagine, and the nexus between every faction was concentrated in me alone. Thus, being alone did not necessarily mean I could devote myself wholeheartedly to my duties, nor did having beautiful wives and concubines by my side necessarily mean I was fickle and enamored of the new. It was merely that I bore responsibilities.
When Li Poxiao heard the woman's words, he did not add anything. After so many years, how could he not understand my situation? He was also in the Star Realm, where all paths converged, and the tangled complexity of its factions was enough to give him a headache. Some matters could not be resolved by strength alone. From that perspective, he could hardly kick me while I was down. After all, he was no longer the hot-blooded Li Poxiao of his youth.
"That isn't entirely fair. The Ninth Heaven is now so vast that its dimensions can hardly be measured, and its abundant immortal aura has made immortals as plentiful as hairs on an ox. It is no longer comparable to the era of the ancient immortals. I imagine that long ago, many of the planes had yet to be civilized. Once the factions become intricate, governing them also becomes extremely troublesome. Take my Jie Sect, for example. Its affairs are even more tangled and difficult to unify. If one person were to control this cauldron, he would surely become the target of all. It