Everyone followed Peng Jun and the others deeper inside. Throughout the Profound Sect, exotic flowers and ancient trees grew everywhere, most brimming with spirituality. Almost nothing here was ordinary.
Spirit herbs several decades old could often be seen among the grass. Occasionally, they even spotted ones a century old.
The sight set everyone's eyes burning with desire, while inwardly they marveled at the Profound Sect's foundations.
Even the roadsides had centennial spirit herbs. How many treasures must there be in places specifically devoted to growing and nurturing them? "Every one of these spirit herbs is registered with the sect and tended by designated personnel. Do not touch them. If you are caught, the lightest punishment is forfeiting your monthly allowance. The most severe is expulsion.
"Stop staring at these things. In the Profound Sect, as long as you have ability, all kinds of resources will flow your way," Peng Jun said.
Xu Yang inwardly shook his head. Resources certainly flowed toward those with ability, but that also depended on whether they threatened someone else's interests.
Without anyone backing you, if your gains could not benefit others, even the resources directed your way would be limited.
Factional divisions ran so deep in the Profound Sect that someone like him, without any foundation here, was dreaming if he expected benefits without joining a faction. For now, he wanted nothing to do with any faction. He had too many secrets, and his cultivation was too low. He only wanted to keep his distance from those powerful experts. Fewer resources did not matter. He had plenty of time to cultivate slowly and could not risk himself for resources.
He could seek resources, but only if it was safe. If there was danger, he would refuse them, no matter how plentiful they were.
A Ban-Breaking