Free Web NovelChapter 1232: Chapter 948: Are You Here to Restock? (3)
After about a few tens of breaths, this person flashed again to continue searching for a target, and the gambler they had somehow taken away could no longer be sensed.
"Strange indeed! To be able to teleport and come and go freely under the many restrictions of Qihan Mountain, this person is quite interesting!" Mist Dragon observed for a while and decided to reveal himself to investigate further.
Thus, just as Jiang Yuan was searching for a lone Evil Cultivator, a clear yet low voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Friend, aren’t you a human trafficker, coming here to procure goods?
It really is a business without cost. May I ask out of curiosity, how do you take them out without disturbing the Array?"
He was instantly alert and turned to find that the speaker was a tall, slender shadow cast on the stone wall.
Yongle Square took up a vast area, filled with gamblers, and the dazzling lights cast all kinds of shadows on the stone walls, so truly no one noticed among them a shadow that did not belong to any of the people present.
After taking a good look at the shadow’s details, Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "So I’ve startled Mountain Master Mist Dragon, I am not a human trafficker, but rather borrowing your precious place to clear away some heinous Evil Cultivators, you shouldn’t mind, right?"
"Well, I don’t mind. There are indeed quite a few Evil Cultivators here at Qihan Mountain, but they are just a drop in the ocean. The world has changed; there are more Evil Cultivators outside, can you catch them all?"
Jiang Yuan asked in return, "Is this why Master Mist Dragon avoids the world?"
"Under the Heavenly Dao Laws, it has always been the rise and fall mutually; either yin overpowers yang, or yang overpowers yin, to achieve yin-yang balance one must be in a golden age when the Heavenly Dao Laws are strongest. Now everywhere is chaotic, and my destiny is not to save the world, what else can I do but avoid it?
When the Human Race prospers, demons and beasts must restrain their claws and flee, and those who go against the tide only meet demise; similarly, when demons and beasts run rampant, humans who do not avoid them can only face extinction.
Nowadays, with monsters and demons prevailing, unless there comes a person of destiny who can set things right and save the world, any more efforts are futile. What you are doing, in my view, is nothing more than a struggle that doesn’t even cause a ripple in the ever-flowing river of time."
Mist Dragon paused for a moment, his shadow slightly changing posture, laughed and said, "Even if you exhaust yourself to death hunting Evil Cultivators, those cultivators enjoying your burdened journey will still complain about your cruelty in killing."
"Oh? From what you’re saying, should we just let Evil Cultivators commit numerous evil deeds and harm the common people, while we turn a blind eye?"
"With capability, anything can be done naturally; the strong never care about outsiders’ views and judgments. I fear you lack such capability, yet you bear too much." Mist Dragon said faintly, "Take the battle between the two races in the Wilderness for example, when the Demon Race invaded, countless Human Race Cultivators fell in desperate resistance, and what did they get?
They received the curses and complaints of the mortals.
Because when they suffered the slaughter of the Demon Beasts, the cultivators did not arrive in time to save their friends and relatives, so when hope was shattered, in the minds of the mortals, the cultivators became worse than the Demon Beasts.
Human Race Cultivators struggled bitterly, ultimately shackled by the lives of billions of mortals, helplessly stepping back to preserve the vitality of the Human Race.
What they received in return was still the curses of the mortals, scolding them as incompetent, and asking if they knew this outcome beforehand, why resist at all, why not directly send their whole family to another world and live off some more gold and silver instead? At least the lives of their entire family would be safe.
And for the cultivators who created killing sins to protect them, destroying their own future, they could only silently endure the consequence of bearing the weight for others.
Why do Human Race Cultivators no longer go all out for mad slaughter? It’s because they too have realized the rationale within, knowing that the general trend is irreversible.
In plain terms, the deceased are gone, the past insults have already been too long ago.
Even if they sacrifice their own lives to slay demons and Demon Cultivators, besides creating sins and ultimately dying under the enemy’s blade, what else can they gain? Would mortals regard them as Immortals, to be worshipped and deified? No, of course not, Human Race Cultivators can only perish with their Dao, all returning to nothingness.
And when the disinterested mortals find out, perhaps they will lightly praise them for their righteousness; perhaps they will think that the lives of others do not help their own life in any way; they might even mock them for not knowing their own weight. Human hearts have grown cold, interests come first, oh the lament!
