I Would Speak to the Higher Cultivator

"If you want to take part in this, doing so as a rogue cultivator is absolutely out of the question."

For a mere rogue cultivator to rashly compete for opportunities with disciples of the Immortal Sects and aristocratic clans was no different from snatching food from a tiger's jaws. Only by attaching himself to an Immortal Sect or aristocratic clan would he qualify to enter the game and claim a share of the spoils.

It was not as though Li Fuchan had never considered attaching himself to one.

His first attempt had been with the Ning Family. Unfortunately, the Yang Family had set its sights on them. First Ning Xiuqing had been killed, then Ning Xinping, the Ning Family's patriarch, had been imprisoned by the Yang Family. Now he, too, had died in the affair involving the Southern Border's Wisdom King.

Had Li Fuchan attached himself to them early on, he would have been silenced within days.

Even if the Yang Family thought him beneath their notice and could not be bothered to act against him, what about the Ning Family?

After Ning Xinping's death, the highest cultivation in the entire Ning Family was only aperture opening.

An outer scenery cultivator like him joining them would only invite exclusion and suppression. Fei Yiming's case was still fresh before his eyes. Fei Yiming had married a daughter of the Fang Family's direct line, and even then the Fang Family had not trusted him. How much less would they trust an outsider like Li Fuchan?

As for seeking refuge with another clan, gaining their trust would be just as difficult.

It was true that someone who cultivated "Li Thunder" was a good person. But that could only prove he was not a demonic cultivator, not that he lacked schemes or ambition.

Joining