Wang Luo took a sip of water from his cup before continuing:
"Moreover, if those powerful secret martial arts fell into the hands of vicious, brutal murderers with strong antisocial tendencies,
the harm they caused might not be any less than that of the Black Blood Species.
You should know that compared to so-called demons, the wickedness of the human heart only surpasses them.
It is most appropriate for such power to remain in the hands of a small number of people.
And most importantly, the main force capable of contending against the Black Blood Species is not merely Secret Martial Artists in the Qi and Blood Realm. What truly matters are Martial Dao Practitioners who have opened their Divine Treasuries.
Only the will of those beings can interfere with the decisions of the Xiya Federation.
All these factors combined created the current situation.
However, in recent years, the Federation seems to have intended to change this state of affairs.
Some schools have begun offering Combat Technique courses, and those with decent aptitude may even receive special-talent admissions, allowing them to enter a particular school."
At this point, seemingly realizing that he had strayed a little from the topic, he coughed.
Then he returned to the original subject.
"You can think of Zhu Xi as something similar to a mercenary guild.
Unless an exceptionally major incident threatens an entire city, it is impossible for them to demand that you do anything.
In the more than hundred years since Zhu Xi was established, situations like that have only occurred a few times.
So whether you accept missions or participate in hunting Black Blood Species depends entirely on your own wishes.
Completing missions earns you points and cash, which you can use to exchange for things you need."
As Wang Luo spoke