Beyond the Mortal World, Heaven and Earth were still vast.
The territories of sects large and small overlapped and intertwined. Relying on the Nine Great Sacred Lands, they remained more or less at peace with one another.
Beyond the sects' territories lay the areas where rogue cultivators roamed.
They claimed to belong to no school or sect, but in truth, ninety-nine percent of them had no hope of entering a sect and could only console themselves by saying they liked their freedom.
Even the worst sects looked down on rogue cultivators.
After all, people like Zhao Qiansun, born children of fortune whom Heaven chased around to spoon-feed, were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
Aside from such children of fortune, the other kind who became rogue cultivators were those who had already acquired considerable abilities but refused to be bound by a sect, choosing instead to roam freely between Heaven and Earth.
After all, those of exceptional talent often had eccentric, unruly temperaments.
This also led to an extremely severe divide in strength among rogue cultivators.
The weak were truly weak, while the powerful rogue cultivators were outrageously strong.
Outside the sects' territories, powerful rogue cultivators had established cities, giving the rogue cultivators of the world places to rest.
These cities served as places where rogue cultivators could rest, exchange insights, and trade cultivation methods or spirit herbs.
After being carried on Diao Mao's shoulder as he ran for two whole months, Bai Feiyu was finally hauled to the gates of an enormous city.
Now an ordinary person, Bai Feiyu had visibly lost weight after these two months of torment.
Had Ouyang not occasionally transferred true essence into him, he would probably have been tormented to death halfway there.
Have you ever tried sitting on the roof of