Real Person Su could only laugh bitterly to himself when he heard Feng Jun's question. My cultivation can no longer advance an inch. What would I need a Dao heart for?
But he truly wanted Feng Jun's approval, so he explained earnestly, "There aren't many trustworthy companions in the Hunting Alliance. Many people are here today, then grab a windfall and leave tomorrow. In a place like this, how many people can find true companions?"
"Heh." Feng Jun laughed. He accepted the explanation. The answer even reminded him of the Hongjie Club in the Blue Star Realm, where his relationship with most of his colleagues had been just as terrible—everyone treated it as a waystation, and no one wanted to stay for long.
Moreover, he believed that someone who could unhesitatingly commit suicide for his family was unlikely to deceive him.
So he answered bluntly, "That will also depend on what the many senior Real Persons think. My standing is too low for my opinion to count."
Seeing that he did not object, none of the seniors went looking for trouble. Besides, Real Person Su's willingness to defect would be of great help to them—it would allow them to reach the next location sooner and kill another batch.
Thus, they lifted Real Person Su's restrictions and allowed him to continue holding this place. Their reasoning was similar to Feng Jun's: as long as they held the weakness of a Golden Core cultivator who could kill himself for his family, there was no need to worry too much.
Their next target was a supply transfer station of the Hunting Alliance. It was roughly a hundred thousand li from the branch headquarters, and the goods stored there were not particularly numerous—much of it was only passing through temporarily. However, one point was