Some Rogue Cultivators chose to accept their fate, taking wives and having children, placing their hopes in their descendants.
Some Rogue Cultivators were unwilling to resign themselves, and chose to take risks—either entering the Mountain Forest to desperately hunt Demonic Beasts, or becoming Cultivator Robbers who raided homes and waylaid travelers.
Li Shangyuan was unwilling to accept it, so he gave up that hopeless life in the Marketplace and instead went out to hunt Demonic Beasts, seeking opportunities that belonged to him.
But the affairs of the world were impermanent. He was robbed by Cultivator Robbers, and if he had not been clever enough to abandon all his possessions and flee for his life, he would long since have died beneath their swords.
When a person was driven to the end of the road, with the sky above exhausted and the waters below dried up, all he could do was set down the bottom line in his heart.
Having lost the wealth he had accumulated over more than ten years, Li Shangyuan ultimately stepped onto the path of a Cultivator Robber as well.
After becoming a Cultivator Robber, Li Shangyuan's road instead grew smoother and smoother. His cultivation rose constantly, and his strength became greater and greater.
However, Li Shangyuan had not cast aside every bottom line. He still remembered Yang Zhengshan, this old friend of his, and also remembered how Yang Zhengshan had once brought him across the Storm Sea Region.
Back then, Yang Zhengshan had given him many pointers and taught him many things.
Yang Zhengshan had shown him kindness, and he had always kept it in his heart, even treating it as something to entrust himself to.
Because that period of time had been the last beautiful stretch of his life.
After everyone dispersed, Li Shangyuan hesitated