"You never considered what would happen to the soul cultivators of Million Meng Mountain if sword cultivators and Dao sects went to war?" Zhang Yutong asked urgently.
"Hahaha, Miss Zhang, do not forget—this old man is a demonic cultivator. What do such things... have to do with me?" Zhang Qingxiao laughed loudly. "The more chaotic Xiaoyu Continent becomes, the happier I will be!"
Zhang Yutong pressed her lips together and said nothing, staring fixedly at Zhang Qingxiao. After a moment, she said softly, "Does Senior intend to provoke a conflict between the two sides for the revival of demonic cultivators? Xiaoyu Continent is the continent of the human race. Demonic cultivators... can never become the mainstream!"
"Is that so?" Zhang Qingxiao sneered. "The cultivation sects of Xiaoyu Continent each cherish their own worn broom, passing cultivation techniques only to their own disciples. Even the cultivation families, though many are attached to cultivation sects and cannot develop properly themselves—how do they treat other Rogue Cultivators? With the same contempt, the same hoarding of their worn brooms. How can such closed-off cultivation cause the Dao sects to flourish? Hehe, is this not also what you sword cultivators do?"
"How many Rogue Cultivators on Xiaoyu Continent have no techniques and no pills, Miss Zhang? Do you know? Yet in my Heavenly Demon Sect, regardless of cultivation, regardless of humble or noble birth, so long as one swears a heart oath of loyalty to the Heavenly Demon Sect, one immediately receives techniques, immediately receives pills, and can immediately advance in realm! Tell me—which part of this is inferior to those illustrious great Dao sects and great sword cultivation sects?"
"But..." Zhang Yutong said anxiously, "if you teach without discrimination like this, regardless of whether they are good grain or rotten weeds, would that not