Bullying Others

What was so frightening about the dead? The living were far more frightening. He had understood that when he was very young.

"Chunchou, you said it yourself: everyone has their own path to walk. You don't have to bend yourself to fit in with the crowd." In fact, if even Chunchou grew comfortable with killing, Wen Xu would feel that cultivation was a process that devoured people.

After all, if someone like Chunchou could not hold on to his original convictions, then in a few hundred or a thousand years, Wen Xu thought someone with his temperament might well become a fiend who had strayed down a crooked path.

Wen Xu had always had a clear understanding of his own character.

In a sense, because Chunchou was the first person he had met after stumbling into the Cultivation Realm, Wen Xu had made Bian Chunchou something like an anchor. In other words, as long as Chunchou held on to his original convictions, Wen Xu could stay vigilant and set his Dao Heart straight whenever it began to drift.

That was why he could notice the change in Chunchou's state of mind at once. After all... Chunchou was very easy to read.

"Chunchou, do you remember the first line of the jade slip on beginning cultivation?"

What was it? Bian Chunchou searched his memory. Cultivation goes against the heavens by its very nature, and cultivators must constantly examine their Dao Hearts. So what? Why is Wen Xu-Xu bringing this up? He was about to ask when understanding struck. *That's right! Murder and theft might be common in the Cultivation Realm, but why am I borrowing trouble? What the hell do other people's killings have to do with me? The cultivation jade slip never said I had to kill to cultivate. I