The Ship Swept Along

The moment Ji Ye's notice was posted, all of Heyang City erupted.

It was the height of the day, and the weather was scorching. Even though cultivators could use spells to heal themselves, the weariness in their minds refused to dissipate.

There was no helping it. They might as well rest quietly.

Once that thought surfaced in the minds of most cultivators, the feverish atmosphere throughout Heyang City eased off a little.

Do not think that all cultivators turned a deaf ear to worldly affairs, single-mindedly pursuing only the Great Dao.

Cultivators were people too. They had the seven emotions and six desires as well. Even in the era when divine cultivators were at their peak, records remained of mighty cultivators acting according to their own emotions.

On reflection, it was easy to understand. Why did cultivators embark on the path of cultivation?

Was it not because they feared the suffering of the mortal world and sought to resolve it through strength?

Since the purpose of cultivation was to live more freely and at ease, then when simply setting cultivation aside for a while was enough to grant them that freedom, why take the long way around?

The cultivators of Heyang City were quite good at letting their thoughts run clear;

or rather, these people born in the countryside had already suffered enough. They did not need to be like the favored children of great clans, insisting on doing what others could not, gaining what others could not gain, and desiring what others did not desire just to feel happy.

Their emotional thresholds were nowhere near that high.

Under such circumstances, reconciliation became a simple matter.

But people truly did have a cheap nature.

Most people found it difficult to cultivate in such harsh conditions.

Yet once they were allowed