Chen Xun pointed in all directions without changing expression and cursed loudly.
Though he had only been in contact with this clan for a short while, he had quickly discovered that there was something terribly wrong with them. Their nature was like Serenity's—how could that be allowed?!
If they were released into the Myriad Mountains, it would only be a matter of time before the place was eaten into collapse.
The key was that this clan simply did not understand restraint. More importantly, whether they ate or not had about as much to do with the Great Dao they cultivated as oxen did with horses—more outrageous even than Serenity.
"Hehe, Chen Xun, that is simply this clan's nature."
Not far away, Ke Ding watched the spectacle with no fear of making things bigger, casually teasing, "Cursing them like this—isn't that suppressing their natural instincts?"
"Ke Ding, an old scholar like you has the nerve to say that?"
Chen Xun's gaze turned cold. He turned his head and fixed his eyes on the spectacle-watching Ke Ding. "This Dao Ancestor has surveyed countless Innate Lifeforms across the Immortal Realm. Isn't their nature simply to love leisure and hate labor, gorge themselves and sleep all day, and cultivate lying down whenever they can instead of sitting?"
"Er...!"
Ke Ding's heart skipped a beat, leaving him speechless. Indeed, most of them were like that... Only Chen Xun liked to discipline these Innate Lifeforms when he had nothing better to do.
Yet under harsh natural conditions, Innate Lifeforms would gradually change along with their environment. Clearly, however, this Mountain Clan had retained its "nature" even in such comfortable surroundings and had not changed for the time being.
"Chen Xun, if you have a temper, don't direct it at this Dao Lord."
Ke Ding's eyes darted,