Black Rock Marketplace.
East of the city.
The neighborhood where Fang Xi now lived had gained more than a dozen scattered Rogue Cultivator households.
Most of the Rogue Cultivators had opened up a small Spirit Field outside their homes, planting spirit rice, fruits, vegetables, and the like.
Over the past twenty years, Black Rock City's population had not decreased. Instead, it had grown considerably.
This was probably because the wilderness people had been continually returning, while the cultivators in the city had also reproduced.
One day.
A sharp-looking young man carrying several pieces of Yao Beast Meat arrived outside Fang Xi's cave abode. "Uncle... Little Worm has come to visit you again."
The cave abode's door opened, and Fang Xi walked out with his hands clasped behind his back.
Seeing the Yao Beast Meat in Little Worm's hands, he could not help smiling. "You came to visit, so why bring a gift?"
"My master said that you're hiding your true abilities, Uncle, and told me to learn from you properly!"
Little Worm said earnestly, "If you hadn't given me some pointers on swordsmanship before, I might have died in the wilderness this time..."
"With your current Foundation Establishment Early Stage cultivation, even with a low-grade spiritual weapon flying sword, the wilderness is still extremely dangerous. You could die at any moment... After all, those powerful savage beasts and evil creatures won't reason with you. If your mother knew this from beyond the grave, she would never rest easy..."
Fang Xi pulled out his wine gourd and took a drink of Green Bamboo Wine.
Back then, Widow Liang had risked her life to bring back some supplies. After that, her health had deteriorated, and she passed away ten years later.
Fortunately, Little Worm had already reached adulthood by then. With Zhou