Ganxue Prefecture was a place where Great Clans feasted to the tolling of bells, flourishing as far as the eye could see. Yet the Little Immortal Cities at its edges still lived hard lives, never knowing whether they would survive from one day to the next.
Small families like the Qian Family could still throw their weight around in Immortal City, but near Ganxue Prefecture, they suffered constant oppression and were no different from ordinary independent cultivators.
Mo Hua suddenly recalled what the Qian Family Ancestor had said to the late Qian Family Head, Qian Hong, when Mo Hua had hidden in the cave where Evil Pills were being refined and overheard them during the capture of the Qian Family Ancestor in Great Black Mountain:
"...The world is a place where the strong devour the weak. Big fish eat little fish, and little fish eat shrimp."
"The cultivation world is no different. Independent cultivators are exploited by small families, small families are oppressed by medium-sized families, and medium-sized families are suppressed by upper-tier clans."
"In other words, independent cultivators feed the small families, small families feed the medium-sized families, and medium-sized families feed the upper-tier clans..."
"At its root, it is all sucking the blood of the lowest-ranking independent cultivators..."
The Qian Family Ancestor had been an evil man. He built the Black Mountain Evil Stronghold, raised Evil Cultivators, killed people to refine pills, committed countless bloody sins, and sought longevity for himself.
Yet some of what he had said seemed to be undeniable truth...
Mo Hua's feelings were complicated, and a trace of melancholy appeared in his expression.
Master Gu had been watching his expression from the side. Seeing such compassion in Mo Hua's eyes despite his young age, his pupils shrank slightly. He personally poured Mo Hua