Luckily, I hadn't gotten hotheaded and followed Song Shentong's example back then. Otherwise, my corpse would probably be cold by now...
After seeing old Dong Long off, Aaron sighed inwardly.
But... I should have realized it long ago. Since cultivators aren't devoid of desire, they obviously wouldn't truly leave the mortal world entirely alone...
According to old Dong Long, the ironclad rule that "cultivators must not interfere in mortal affairs" was, in truth, also a regulation issued by the Azure Cauldron Sect.
Within the Forest Kingdom, no cultivator indeed dared violate it.
Of course, they did not dare do so openly. Privately skirting the edges of the rule was another matter; as long as nobody made an issue of it, the Azure Cauldron Sect generally could not be bothered to interfere.
Only matters as momentous as a change of emperors were certain to draw the Azure Cauldron Sect's attention.
So... Huang Wenlong might even be connected to cultivators himself?
With his hands clasped behind his back, Aaron strolled around the market a while longer before returning to his cave dwelling and beginning to cook spirit rice.
A stone of rice in the Forest Kingdom weighed a hundred jin. He had to eat at least two jin a day, so one stone would last him roughly fifty days.
But that was no problem. He still had spirit stones on him. Once he finished it, he could simply buy another stone.
Several months passed like this.
One day.
Inside Cave Dwelling Number Thirty-Seven, C Class.
"Tsk, tsk... This environment, this spiritual energy..."
Old Dong Long, visiting for the first time, looked left and right, his face full of envy. "If this old man had a place like this in the market, it'd be worth dying for..."
"Ahem... I didn't buy this