The next morning, Xiao Jin felt he had gotten up early enough.
But when he brought the three women to the outskirts of Wilderness Town, he realized that there would always be people in this world who worked harder than you.
A dense crowd had gathered there. The clamor merged into a massive wave of sound that spread into the distance.
Xiao Jin and the others stood at the very back, gazing at the crowd of more than several thousand people ahead of them. For a moment, they could not help clicking their tongues in amazement.
Cai Lin sighed. "People really do die for wealth, just as birds die for food. There are even Dou Emperors among these people. Even if they enter the Wild Wilderness, they can only end up as cannon fodder. Why bother?"
Xiao Jin rarely defended them. "They're all unaffiliated rogue cultivators without any backing. The opportunity to encounter the Bodhi Ancient Tree is extremely rare. If they don't take a gamble, they'll never rise above the crowd in their entire lives. Cultivation is inherently an act of defying the heavens. Which of those powerful figures who made a name for themselves didn't experience countless hardships?"
Xun Er smiled. "But Brother Xiao Jin didn't."
Xiao Jin was speechless for a moment.
That does seem to be true.
His cultivation had risen quickly, and he had encountered plenty of battles along the way.
But if one were to ask how much suffering he had endured and how many hardships he had gone through, it really was not that much.
Not far ahead of the massive crowd stood a primeval forest filled with an ancient aura.
Towering trees hundreds of zhang tall stood like giants. Their canopies blotted out the sky, preventing even the sunlight above from shining