The scene returned to the Tang Sect's residence.
Tang San's next move was to set off for Slaughter City at once and claim the opportunity that awaited him there.
His Storage Soul Tool was already packed with countless Hidden Weapons useful for the trip, along with food and other necessities.
But before he left, Jiang Li felt there were some things he needed to impress upon his dear son.
First and foremost, he had to make absolutely sure Tang San didn't get it into his head to toss that Snowy Swan Kiss—which could amplify toxins a thousandfold—into Hell Road.
Or drop some other terrifying toxin into Hell Road.
"Little San, remember this: that sinful place serves an irreplaceable strategic purpose." Jiang Li spoke earnestly, laying out his reasoning. "It draws in those desperate fugitives whom Spirit Hall can't yet track down, keeping them off the mainland and greatly reducing the harm they inflict on ordinary people."
"The outside world hails Slaughter City as a paradise for the depraved, but in truth, it's merely the last lifeline Spirit Hall has deliberately left for the mainland's villains. Without that trash heap, those evildoers would fight to the death just to survive. As the art of war says, when you surround an enemy, leave a gap. This is simply a way to prevent them from fighting like cornered beasts."
Hearing his father analyze the purpose of this sinful place from such an angle, Tang San couldn't help nodding.
"Father, I understand. I would never do something so foolish and reckless."
Tang San, who had always believed in rooting out evil down to the last vestige, really had planned to destroy the depraved place with poison after making it through Hell Road.
But now, hearing his father's far-sighted and compassionate words, his grand vision