But the cultivation techniques you practiced had doomed you to face obstacles if you tried to join another sect.
Things were different now. He had a new identity: a True Disciple of Spirit Sword Peak. He had received the old man's cultivation technique, so if he still didn't start caring about the sect, he really would be ungrateful.
On top of that, the sect had invested in him. He'd been constantly mooching off the sect and earning contributions, though he'd never mentioned any of that. But once you formed an attachment, it wasn't so easy to make up your mind to leave.
Fat Steward had once planned to travel the world, but in the end, he'd chosen to stay in the sect. Yun Shu thought all the other reasons were merely external factors. Deep down, the man surely hadn't wanted to leave.
Who would want to leave home and make a living somewhere unknown?
The sect had treated him well. It hadn't restricted or blocked his path to advancement because of his poor aptitude, and he could have risen through the ranks even without a master.
Still, he had to rely on the sect.
It wasn't simply a matter of having a big tree to shelter under. As a platform, Myriad Sword Pavilion had truly done a decent job.
Do what he could, and leave no regrets.
If things really became impossible, he'd be the first to run.
As for his cultivation...
Before, he'd had to keep going out on adventures to consolidate his realm. Otherwise, no matter how high his cultivation was, he'd be like a duckweed with no roots, floating without an anchor.
Now, he'd fully adapted to the strength of the Middle Stage of Qi Condensation and could make further progress.
In truth, competing with people and