Liver Become Mortal Sword Immortal

Even if he had fought back, it had still been for the sake of profit.

Everything in this world seemed to have been calculated in advance. What could he possibly do about it?

With the plot pushing things along, all he could do was make a few plans for himself. As for everyone else, he couldn't exactly tie them to himself and shield them, could he?

Fortunately, he had already sent their disciples of later generations out. At least, even if the people died, their legacies wouldn't vanish; their inheritances would still carry on. Perhaps that was what they had hoped for, too.

He didn't return to the sect. It seemed the sect no longer needed him to go back and take charge.

The Little Guys who had grown up in the sect knew better how to manage and run it. They could bring it more vitality.

If anything major happened, he had left a few measures in place there.

So, he had no intention of returning just yet.

He slowly unfolded the map of Yunzhou he had obtained from the Hundred Treasures Pavilion.

It was covered in countless markings. Some indicated Super Sects, some Supreme Great Sects, and others powerful Great Domains.

The map was precious, and he had spent quite a bit of money to get it. But it was worth it: Desperate Lands were marked on it.

These Desperate Lands ought to be of some use, but most of the time, they were better than nothing. The good things inside might have been taken long ago, or perhaps all that remained were extremely dangerous Formation Arrays and Prohibitions.

As for whether there might be any worthwhile treasures, that varied from place to place.

Still, when most cultivators hit a bottleneck, they would venture into those Desperate Lands