Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2211 141: Decisive

Benevolence is a trait never found among Rogue Cultivators.

This is particularly true for high-level Rogue Cultivators who have survived mountains of corpses and seas of blood; they are far from being kind-hearted souls.

Because resources are so scarce, every Rogue Cultivator is forced to use significantly more effort and deception than those from a Sect or a clan just to stay alive, gain more power, and progress further.

Consequently, while one might find Sect or family Cultivators who focus entirely on Cultivation with a pure heart, such individuals are almost non-existent among Rogue Cultivators, especially those at higher levels.

Those who are truly virtuous rarely survive long enough to reach the Golden Core or Nascent Soul stages, as they are usually weeded out by the brutal environment early on.

The ones who remain are typically ruthless and decisive, possessing very few moral limitations.

It is said that when the granaries are full, people learn etiquette, and when food and clothing are plentiful, they understand honor and shame.

This isn't just a saying; it is a summary of a recurring pattern.

This specific pattern is even more pronounced among those who walk the path of Cultivation.

Back when Wang Ba first started his journey in the territories of the East Saint Sect, the Tianmen Cult, and the State of Yan, people would use any despicable method to fight over even the smallest amount of cultivation resources.

In contrast, the Wanxiang Sect possesses such an abundance of resources that there is no need for scheming or compromising one's morals. Simply sticking to the rules provides a decent harvest, creating a harmonious atmosphere. Even when disagreements occur, they are usually polite debates over paths of Dao, maintaining dignity rather than resulting in bloody conflicts over minor gains.

Furthermore, the energy a Rogue Cultivator wastes just trying to survive leaves them with less time for actual cultivation.

While Cultivation requires resources, it also demands personal enlightenment; the Great Dao can only be reached by achieving both.

Thus, even if they manage to overcome poor foundations, a lack of resources, and missing inheritances, most Rogue Cultivators find it nearly impossible to reach the pinnacle of their journey.

In general, the power of Rogue Cultivators is naturally much lower than that of organized Sect or family Cultivators.

These were the observations Wang Ba had gathered regarding Rogue Cultivators.

However, despite his clear understanding of their nature, he was still shocked by their cold-blooded core when he encountered this group once more.

Deng Yingjue, an early-stage Unification Cultivator from the Green Flood Dragon Realm who had followed him into Zhang's Ruins, had been refined into a magic treasure in just a few short decades...

If an Unification Cultivator like Deng Yingjue met such a horrific end, then the other Cultivators from the Green Flood Dragon Realm whom Deng Yingjue had worked so hard to bring back likely suffered even worse fates.

As he stared at that oil-cloth umbrella, a wave of fury on behalf of his fellow man surged within Wang Ba's heart.

With the sharp instincts of a late-stage Unification Cultivator, the tall man—who was casually playing with a Dao Treasure while an oil-cloth umbrella hung from his belt—sensed Wang Ba's blatant stare, frowned, and turned to face him.

A savage glint appeared in his triangular eyes. Combined with his towering frame and the undisguised aura of a late-stage Unification expert, the surrounding Cultivators turned pale, quickly retreating to stay out of his way.

This immediately made Wang Ba stand out, whereas he had been hidden in the crowd moments before.

"Hmm?"

Seeing that Wang Ba did not back away like the others, the late-stage Unification Cultivator narrowed his eyes to inspect him. Following Wang Ba's line of sight, he looked down at the oil-cloth umbrella at his waist, then tilted his head and asked in a gravelly, judgmental voice:

"You don't recognize me? Are you a newcomer?"

Hearing this, Wang Ba slowly pulled his gaze back, looked the man in the eyes, and replied calmly:

"I am... I was wondering if my friend would be willing to sell that magic treasure at your waist? I am prepared to pay a fair price."

As if reacting to Wang Ba's voice, the oil-cloth umbrella hanging from the tall man's belt suddenly began to vibrate.

The tall Cultivator's expression turned vicious. He slammed his hand down on the handle of the umbrella, causing a nearly imperceptible cry of agony to ring out.

Others might have missed it, but Wang Ba, who was focused entirely on the umbrella, clearly heard Deng Yingjue's voice in that scream.

The oil-cloth umbrella fell silent.

The tall Cultivator looked back up at Wang Ba, his eyes showing a trace of calculation:

"You wish to buy my magic treasure?"

"Heh, this is a supreme treasure I have refined as my life-bond item! I have nurtured it for tens of thousands of years..."

Wang Ba's face remained impassive:

"I am truly interested. If my Taoist Friend is willing to part with it, I would be most grateful."

"One upper-grade Dao Treasure!"

The tall Cultivator spoke suddenly, his eyes flickering.

Wang Ba's expression grew cold, and he slowly shook his head:

"It seems my Taoist Friend is not being sincere... If I possessed an upper-grade Dao Treasure, why would I be trying to buy this magic treasure from you?"

"If you are truly unwilling to sell it, then let us forget the matter."

Upper-grade Dao Treasures were items that even Crossing Tribulation Cultivators would use.

As he walked through the trade fair, his Spiritual Sense had not detected a single person openly displaying one, proving how rare they were.

While he didn't know the exact market value, he understood the concept that "wealth invites trouble." He certainly wouldn't trade such a high-level treasure for a newly made Demon Dao tool.

However, upon hearing Wang Ba's refusal, the tall Cultivator's face instantly turned grim. He glared at Wang Ba, sizing him up again, and spoke in a dark, threatening tone:

"Friend, you made the offer, and I have already begun severing my connection to this supreme treasure. Now you claim you don't want it? Isn't that a bit too much bullying? Do you honestly think I, Wan, am someone you can push around?"