"How come? Just because they're from the Sun Moon Empire, you won't join us?" Xu Yanli asked with a smile.
"How could that be, boss? I want to be with you. My family has no power or influence, and we're bullied every day in the Dou Ling Empire too. We nearly went bankrupt just to get me this spot," Tang Ling said with a bitter smile.
Xu Yanli paused. After a long moment, he finally spoke. "Is this kind of thing common?"
Tang Ling froze for a moment, then nodded. "Common? There are countless people worse off than my family."
"I understand." Xu Yanli smiled faintly. It seemed he could take the path of a spark that would start a prairie fire.
"Ah, if a gifted person wanted to fight back, what would happen to them?" Xu Yanli hesitated, but in the end, he asked.
"They'd either die or be branded an Evil Soul Master and hunted down." Tang Ling sat down beside him, looking somewhat sorrowful.
Nearby, Long Xiaoyao paused as he reached for his cup, clearly reminded of something.
The Holy Spirit Cult had plenty of people like that. Many had merely possessed dark attributes; their Martial Souls weren't evil, nor did they need to kill to advance. In the end, they had all become Evil Soul Masters, and with nowhere else to turn, could only join the Holy Spirit Cult.
And in the end, they really had become Evil Soul Masters, just as those nobles had wanted.
Xu Yanli took a cultivation method he had modified from his Storage Soul Tool and said, "Give this a try. I'm not sure if it's right for you to cultivate, so if you're uncertain, go back to the method you worked out yourself."
He had modified it when he had