The Guardians had been talking about Feng Jun, but in truth, they looked down on lands beyond civilization as well.
However, reality did not bend to their will. "This matter isn't easy to isolate."
"Then I'm not in a hurry," Feng Jun said frankly, spreading his hands. "I'll first create a few independent spaces for my fellow countrymen to use. As for everyone else... why should I care whether they live or die?"
Yet this time, the Guardians did not agree with him. "No matter what, they are the Human Race, not the Insect Race."
Their standards for the race were truly not high. As long as spiritual qi could revive in this world, they did not care who held power.
Feng Jun had long known their principles and was not surprised. "I'm about to enter seclusion to advance. I'll consider this matter later."
The Guardians paused before asking in a grave voice, "Have you visited the World Waymarks I gave you?"
"No." Feng Jun answered seriously, "After reaching Ninth-Layer Golden Core, I plan to travel through other worlds and use divination to derive a Nascent Soul Formation technique."
"That works too." The Guardians showed no particular reaction. They usually were not that difficult to deal with.
Feng Jun had not intended to make more trouble, but seeing their attitude, he could not help asking, "Is there anything special about these World Waymarks?"
"Perhaps there is, perhaps there isn't. Who knows?" the Guardians replied casually.
It was not that they were trying to show off. Rather... Lu Ya had given them these waymarks, and even they did not understand the reason behind them.
Feng Jun returned to Luo Hua and began making arrangements to advance at Liba Beach—Blue Star was not suitable for advancement.
If he had any choice, he