"Of course I would. I have no prejudice against Warriors, and even if I did, I'm hardly in a position to pick and choose."
What Shui Lingyue had told Yang Xia was undoubtedly a ladder to a better future.
Yang Xia felt that this war might well decide whether he would spend his entire life wandering without a home, feeding on wind and drinking dew, never knowing if he would survive another day, or find the backing of a sect, put down roots somewhere, and even establish a lineage.
If an opportunity to change his fate came, he had to seize it!
Shui Lingyue smiled sweetly and reassured him. "Don't worry. I know Warriors have never had the best reputation throughout history, but in this age, the leadership is enlightened, and times have changed. The circumstances of Warriors have already improved greatly. Our sect's Warrior reforms and the establishment of the Warrior Administration are the strongest proof."
Yang Xia believed her, because as far as he knew, Young Master Fang, the idol he admired, was the highest-ranking leader of the Warrior Administration.
Young Master Fang's master also seemed to be a Warrior.
Besides, among the grassroots, practicality came first. Gaining formidable power was something everyone dreamed of, so they were more willing to accept power of this kind.
It was not that he had no desire to advance to earth rank, or even heaven tier. For him, reaching such heights would undoubtedly be a miracle.
He had dreams without making extravagant demands, and was willing to keep his feet on the ground and work diligently to better himself.
If he could become a powerful figure in his own region during this lifetime, he would already be perfectly content.
Not long afterward, the two emerged from behind the hill and went