The two factions had reached a balance. The Seven Stars Alliance lacked the strength to wipe out the Blood Shark Pirates, while the Blood Shark Pirates likewise lacked the strength to contend with the Seven Stars Alliance for the large islands.
This situation had persisted for more than two thousand years. At present, neither side had any intention of taking the other down in one stroke. Even when conflicts arose, they were merely minor skirmishes.
Wang Daoyuan greatly appreciated this state of affairs. If the two sides launched a major operation whenever they had nothing better to do, rogue cultivators would have virtually nowhere to stand and could only become cannon fodder between the two great powers.
He would also be unable to continue appearing as a rogue cultivator and would have no choice but to find himself a backer.
Even being an outer disciple of a major power was better than becoming cannon fodder.
Yet once he joined some faction, he would basically lose his freedom, and his secrets would be more easily exposed.
As long as both sides maintained a basic state of peace, he had no need to find a backer.
A month passed quickly. Wang Daoyuan was currently in his newly opened cave abode, modifying sword cultivator spells.
He was merely mingling with this demon-hunting team to gather information. There was no need to reveal his strength.
The sword cultivator spells he had commonly used before—the Sword Shadow Divine Light Technique and the Demon Slaying Sword—were too powerful.
Moreover, both were related to ancient spells. There might well be people here who could recognize them.
The Myriad Sword Art, on the other hand, was truly too weak. It was somewhat strenuous even against cultivators of the same realm.
Against those thick-skinned, tough-fleshed Demon Beasts, it was