"Mo Sect has caused no end of harm!"
Li Rulíng took a sip of spiritual wine and recounted what had happened back then. "...I only managed to escape alive by sheer luck when Mechanism City collapsed. That was when I learned just how vicious Mo Sect truly was—they attacked the Imperial Dragon Sect's stronghold outright... And because I had lived in Mechanism City for so long, I somehow became an accomplice and was wanted by the Imperial Dragon Sect. It was a complete injustice!"
Fortunately, he truly was not a disciple of Mo Sect. Everyone from the shop's Household had died, and no one was keeping tabs on him, allowing him to conceal his identity and evade capture.
Later, through a fortuitous coincidence, he condensed a Talisman Pill. That was another story altogether.
After Fang Xi heard him out, he was also filled with emotion.
In the Cultivation World, every cultivator's experiences are filled with twists and turns... Li Rulíng could even count as a minor protagonist.
"By the way, Nephew, you didn't come visit this old man merely to reminisce, did you?"
After three rounds of wine, Fang Xi held his cup and asked with a faint, knowing smile.
"To be perfectly honest..."
Li Rulíng was extremely quick-witted. When he heard Fang Xi call him Nephew, he immediately followed that lead and changed the way he addressed him. "After condensing my Core, I deeply felt the scarcity of cultivation resources, so I came to the Profound Nether Abyss with several friends I had made, intending to make a living by fishing... Now, the waters near Ghost Gate Reef in the Profound Nether Abyss have basically all been seized by that Mechanism island. We low-level cultivators can't possibly compete with those puppets, so we can only venture deeper and take