The Foundation of House Cultivators

Old Train said the Heavenly Woman was a scourge upon Pro State. As he said it, he gnashed his teeth in fury.

Li Banfeng offered no judgment, and the factory fell quiet again.

Old Train lowered his head and picked food into his mouth. After picking it up, he did not chew, merely stuffing his mouth fuller and fuller.

Li Banfeng asked, "If you were allowed to find your other half again, would you be willing?"

Old Train swallowed the food in his mouth in one gulp. "Then I'd go completely insane."

Li Banfeng asked again, "If I asked you to release the Heavenly Woman, would you agree?"

Old Train set down his chopsticks. "Who exactly is crazy here, me or you?"

Danger came rushing in. Old Train wore his killing intent plainly on his face.

"I'm not crazy." Li Banfeng shook his head. "You can't keep yourself split apart forever, and the Heavenly Woman can't stay locked up forever either."

Old Train shook his head. "Whether I stay split or not doesn't matter, but she absolutely must remain locked up. She absolutely cannot return to Pro State. You have no idea what Pro State was like under her control."

"Pro State was once under the Heavenly Woman's control?"

Old Train said, "Because the Peddler wasn't in Pro State then. He conquered the land, but he did not sit upon the throne. He left. No one could restrain that scourge, and Pro State was at her mercy. You couldn't imagine what it looked like."

Li Banfeng looked at the oil stains on the machine tools and recalled something. "I saw something similar at the Dark Star Bureau. Everyone became obsessed with cleanliness."

Old Train said, "She loves cleanliness. She wanted all House Cultivators to become clean. She wanted everyone entering