His granduncle-master's warning did not particularly surprise Yang Wenqing. Having cultivated to his present realm, he could sense something of the situation in the Inspiration World. Combined with the examinations he had faced since childhood, where tens of millions competed to cross a single-log bridge, it was not hard to guess that Wanxuan's upper echelon had always deliberately squeezed the cultivators at the bottom.
Moreover, once the cultivators within its borders multiplied to a certain point, wars of some scale would break out. Six or seven hundred years ago, it had been the campaign to conquer the Eastern Sea. This time, it was the campaign against Jade Whale Island. Next time, it might be the northern grasslands or the Forest of Ten Thousand Woods.
It might even be an internal war. After all, at bottom, these were internal conflicts too.
These wars were not necessarily deliberately orchestrated by Wanxuan's upper echelon, but they always broke out at coincidentally convenient times. Without them, the existing land would have to be exploited without restraint, ultimately leading to conflict all the same.
This was an inevitable process of social development. One could also say that human greed could never be satisfied. That was why Third Realm cultivators placed cultivating the mind first. Jade Clarity Cultivators, for instance, always liked to nurture their state of mind through vast spaces, while Grand Evolution Cultivators liked to force hardship down their throats even when there was none. Vajra Temple, meanwhile, cultivated Buddhist teachings to deceive themselves as well as others.
Qian Xin opened up a discussion with Yang Wenqing on this subject, going into considerable detail. Put simply, a director's duty was still to maintain stability, though the purpose behind that stability differed from that of a local Municipal Bureau.
After an hour of discussion in