Outside the imperial capital.
Huo Ling came to a stop here.
He turned and looked back at the imperial capital. The capital of Great Xia was like an enormous beast, swallowing and exhaling the endless flow of people passing through it.
From ordinary mortals to low- and mid-tier professionals, and even quite a few higher-level professionals.
Great Xia had all manner of problems. Huo Ling had known that ever since he was still in school.
Back then, he had been incomparably indignant about Great Xia's various systems.
He had been especially outraged by the restrictions on higher knowledge—that one had to be taken in as someone's dog in order to receive the inheritance of knowledge.
But as Huo Ling's rank steadily rose, as he gradually became a Saint Domain and then even a Legend...
He, too, gradually walked down that same old road. In the eyes of others now, was he also a cold-blooded exploiter?
The answer was obvious. Huo Ling was no saint; he could not perform the deeds of a saint.
On the contrary, between the environment he had grown up in and the fact that he had entered Purgatory midway through his cultivation, spent so many years there, and even still held the title of a Purgatory noble...
Whether by nature or by circumstance, Huo Ling possessed none of the conditions needed to become a saint.
Yet being unable to become such a person did not mean Huo Ling would not admire them.
Did Li Yi count as a saint? Far from it, but he was not all that bad either.
As Huo Ling's strength increased, he came to understand more about the world beyond Great Xia.
Though the classes among Great Xia's mortals were nearly rigidly fixed and their lives were only so-so, they could at