Tan Shuchang had always considered himself born into a scholarly family and had also been a young star atop the honor roll, a true parasite of the upper class. He should have been holding significant local authority, receiving endless gifts, spending boundless money, enjoying innumerable years, and marrying countless concubines. How had he ended up becoming a demonic cultivator? After pondering for a long time and still not understanding, he slowly emerged from the pool of blood, deciding to think it over gradually…
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"His hero, my enemy. My hero, his enemy. Since the Immortal mentioned a particular time, it must have been during such a relentless period of strife that a cultivation technique capable of massive slaughter could become a glorious Immortal Path," Tan Shuchang nodded slightly.
"However, once that era passed, these extreme methods of cultivation became nothing but chaff," the ethereal voice from the Dream Immortal Sleeping Stone chuckled again.
"That's as it should be; special times call for special measures. But once those times are over, such life-taking cultivation methods should not persist," Tan Shuchang expressed his understanding. Practices like those of the Heartless Old Man, who used living people as nourishment for cultivation without abolishing them, could only mean that the powerful figures of the Immortal Path were influenced by past affections.