Besides, only a few short years had passed since Luo Yi emerged from the sealed land of Tiannan Continent.
Apart from the Heavenly Star Sect, his dealings with the sects of the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea had been pitifully few. It would be no exaggeration to say he had had no contact with them at all.
A man like him was like rootless duckweed floating on a lake. With the rise and fall of the tide, he might leave the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea and its already troubled waters at any moment.
But only Luo Yi himself knew how much pressure he was under.
Though his cultivation had reached Great Vehicle Minor Accomplishment, fewer than twenty years had passed since he arrived in this world.
In those short twenty years, he had already traveled a road that would take an ordinary cultivator a lifetime, or even several lifetimes.
Yet the people he knew in Cloud Prefecture and the Great Qi Dynasty were all bound to Tiannan Continent, those Dao-Merging Grounds.
If Tiannan Continent fell into the hands of the Southern Sea Dragon Palace, or if the Southern Sea Dragon Palace was destroyed, none of them would have the slightest chance of surviving.
And Luo Yi did not want to see that happen.
Rather than saying he was rootless duckweed among the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea, it would be more accurate to say he had been rootless duckweed ever since he arrived in this world.
If the people he knew in Cloud Prefecture and the Great Qi Dynasty died, he truly would have nothing meaningful left in this world besides cultivation.
Raising his cultivation and attaining eternal life was the most important thing before him now.
But without a few things to brighten the long