Eastern Saint Garrison, on the shores of South Lake, at the Chicken Farm.
Inside the little wooden cabin.
Wang Ba looked at the Foundation Establishment Pill in his hand and sighed inwardly.
Everyone had their own fate and opportunities. He could stay at the garrison without competing or fighting for anything and still gradually grow stronger, but that did not mean others could do the same.
With Shen Fu's talent, if he stayed at the garrison every day as Wang Ba did, reaching Foundation Establishment might not be much of a problem, but advancing any further would hardly be possible.
So he could not help reflecting on whether he was being too rigid.
Yet after reflecting on it, he still deeply regretted letting Shen Fu leave just like that.
Perhaps staying really would have hindered Shen Fu's growth, but he wanted even more for Shen Fu to stay alive and well.
"Perhaps that's just how an elder brother thinks..."
Wang Ba could only take comfort in having given Shen Fu plenty of cultivation resources before he left.
Whether Shen Fu could use them or not, and whether Wang Ba himself could use them or not.
He had simply stuffed a whole pile into Shen Fu's hands.
It counted as one of his rare moments of generosity.
But to his mind, those things still fell far short of the Foundation Establishment Pill Shen Fu had brought him.
After all, Law Artifacts and Spirit Chicken Essence were things one had a chance of obtaining with Spirit Stones, whereas Foundation Establishment Pills always had a price but no supply.
Even if one wanted to spend Spirit Stones, there was nowhere to spend them.
Just then, Bu Chan knocked on the wooden door and walked in.
Seeing his low spirits, Bu Chan thoughtfully sat