From what Guo Poyun knew of Liu Yu, although he usually seemed indifferent to many things, once he made a decision, he brooked no argument. He really might give the order to uproot and eradicate them.
Thus, he spoke first, hoping to prevent the worst.
Hearing this, Liu Yu's lips curled slightly. He had anticipated those words long ago.
"Certainly."
His expression unchanged, he answered calmly.
According to the guidance in the Essentials of Demonic Cultivation, a situation like this naturally called for uprooting and eradicating the enemy-once begun, the deed should be carried through to the end.
Before Core Formation, Liu Yu would have been more inclined to act that way.
But his standing was different now, and he still had to consider certain repercussions.
Although the Purple Turban Army also acted swiftly and decisively, it ultimately had certain boundaries.
Cultivators could be dealt with freely, but utterly fragile mortals were usually spared. The large-scale slaughter of mortals was explicitly forbidden, even when grudges were involved.
He was, after all, affiliated with the Purple Turban Army now, so he had to consider the consequences.
Moreover, slaughtering mortals on a large scale had extremely pernicious consequences. Most factions explicitly prohibited it, and rogue cultivators also deeply abhorred it.
The Purple Rosy Clouds Mountains offered a good cultivation environment, and Liu Yu had no intention of moving elsewhere for now. Naturally, he had to take such repercussions into account.
His gaze swept over the mortal settlements surrounding Red Bamboo Mountain, then withdrew with unruffled ease.
Although descendants with spiritual roots capable of embarking on the immortal path might emerge among the tens of thousands of Feng Household mortals, given Liu Yu's current strength, he no longer took that possibility to heart.
Even the finest heavenly spiritual root offered little advantage before