A Great Cultivator Should Be Thus

Recently, the biggest stir within Heyang City had undoubtedly been the killings that had come out of the Lower District.

Ordinary people were the easiest to incite. They did not actually care what role they played in this city, nor did they care about right or wrong.

All they cared about were changes that directly affected them.

The Alliance had given them a relatively stable life, something exceedingly precious in these chaotic times.

Yet the inertia brought by time could swiftly change a person's understanding.

The old fellows from the earliest generation, who had lived and died together while opening up Heyang City, had long since withdrawn from the strife.

This was the reward promised to them from the start. They had helped the Alliance establish this foundation, and the Alliance would grant them lives of sufficient peace and stability.

The Upper City had been born from precisely this idea.

But those who came later did not receive such treatment.

After all, space for people to live was limited. Once the core districts had been occupied, they could only settle farther and farther outward.

The Alliance did not truly have much extra concern to spare for these people.

They could barely handle all the people within their own ranks who needed looking after. Were they really so idle that they had nothing better to do than help those outside?

Yet whether it managed them or not, the most fundamental oath still stood. Thus, this batch of people likewise enjoyed the benefits brought by order.

They could properly find themselves work and earn spirit stones through it.

They could also study at teaching sites that offered introductory cultivation manuals from the various major sects at extremely low prices. Going further, they could find a small sect's techniques suited to them and