So-called cultivation resources might mean a great many things to others, but to Xu Yi, they were precisely the treasures that were so difficult to obtain.
"By the way, just before I came in, I heard two people talking. They said things were dark in Huaixi Prefecture, and that some benefits had been snatched up by people with connections. I don't know the details. Do you happen to know anything about it?"
Though they had only spoken for a moment, Xu Yi had already gotten a rough sense of the Confucian-robed middle-aged man's temperament. He was a man who'd been repressed into near-madness. Though he belonged to the ruling class, he hated it with a passion. Xu Yi believed there was no harm in saying these things to him.
The Confucian-robed middle-aged man said, "Naturally. I was just following orders from some big shot, giving certain people a warning. What, can't those fellows even take this little grievance? Heh. If they can't bear something this minor, they'll have plenty more grievances to suffer in the future."
"What exactly is going on? Could it have something to do with the distribution of mountain gates and cities?"
Those seemed to be the only two things that could be manipulated directly.
The Confucian-robed middle-aged man nodded approvingly, then proceeded to explain.
It turned out that newly appointed sect leaders chose their mountain gates themselves, based on their talents and cultivation. But when the General Commandery had originally parceled out the various prefectural territories to different forces, it had already selected the sites for all the major mountain gates. They were all places rich in spiritual energy, cleared and established as mountain gates for those who came later.
Since this had become an established custom, Huaixi Prefecture didn't dare change it lightly, and so