"Go to the Earthly Immortal Continent..."
When Lu Ming brought the matter up again, Meng Fuyun's expression shifted slightly.
As an Underworld Grand Artisan, his knowledge was far broader than that of ordinary cultivators. Naturally, he knew Lu Ming had not lied to him.
The Other Continent's vastness and wealth were beyond anything the Eastern Victory Continent could match. Yet, owing to the characteristics of its Dao Paths and its methods of transforming nature, its development and exploitation had always been limited.
As the Puppet Dao rose, the upper ranks of the Outer Dao had undergone many changes in attitude, from their initial contempt and disdain to wariness, hostility, and suppression, and finally to strategic plunder.
But even in the years when hatred of Puppet Masters ran deepest, Underworld Grand Artisans like him were still worthy of recruitment, receiving treatment comparable to Core Formation Experts. The major powers still welcomed them as honored guests and treated them with great courtesy.
Only low-rank apprentices and craftsmen were used directly as slaves.
Unspoken discrimination and restrictions were unavoidable, and the miserable fates of those who outlived their usefulness offered ample warning. Yet there were also exceptional privileges, like paying a thousand gold pieces for a horse's bones to attract fine steeds, and no shortage of successful examples of those who truly integrated into the Outer Dao and, in one stroke, raised both themselves and their Lineages into a higher social class.
As far as Meng Fuyun knew, almost all the artifact-refining masters and artisan Lineages on the Other Continent had developed this way, gaining a certain standing within the Outer Dao's cultivation world.
Lu Ming might lie, but the fact that the Outer Dao needed experts to build their pavilions and towers, Tower Ships and Warships, Magical Treasures and spirit pills could