"Are there any lineages or sects that don't oppress rogue cultivators?"
"There are, of course." Mo Shan explained, "Some lineages have upright traditions, and some sects have strict rules, so they would not do anything excessive. Or perhaps their cultivation industries do not compete with rogue cultivators for profit, so there is no need for them to mistreat low-level cultivators."
"But such cases are few, after all. So long as one is weak, one will be bullied; it is only a matter of sooner or later."
Mo Shan sighed again and continued:
"Immortal City is still all right. In some places, rogue cultivators live in truly deep waters and scorching flames. Not to mention certain high-grade State Boundaries, where aristocratic families and sects have inherited their legacies for ten thousand years and entrenched themselves in one region like colossal beasts. The rogue cultivators oppressed by them truly have no day to turn their lives around..."
After hearing this, Mo Hua also felt somewhat heavy-hearted.
Seeing Mo Hua's low spirits, Mo Shan rubbed his head and smiled comfortingly.
"We only need to do our own things well. We cannot manage these matters anyway. If you truly gain the power to reach the heavens and pierce the earth someday, it will not be too late to consider them then."
"Mm!" Mo Hua nodded.
"And Uncle Ji as well. He has just arrived, so help him as much as you can if there is anything you can do. Brother Ji is a righteous man who gladly helps others. Back when our family was in difficult straits, we received quite a bit of help from him too."
"I understand, Dad."
Afterward, Mo Shan was busy with monster hunting. Only a few days later did he find some free time. He prepared some gifts—wine and