Chapter 411: To Fight or Not to Fight (Third Update)

"Uh, I..."

Stunned by the sudden stroke of luck, Zhao Sanzhuang didn't know what he wanted for a moment, so his eyes darted around.

They happened to land on Niu Tiedan, and a flash of complexity crossed his eyes.

"Oh? Do you have a grudge against him?"

This detail did not escape Ren Yidao's eyes; he blinked and gestured with his fingers a few times.

"Want me to kill him for you?"

???

"No, no, no, I don't have a grudge against him, ah, well, it doesn't really count as a grudge..."

This rough, burly man felt a bit awkward at this moment, scratching his head, shrinking his neck, and saying embarrassedly:

"It's just that the relationship between our elders at home isn't very good. When we were little, we used to go down to the river to catch fish together and steal eggs from Auntie Wang's house together, but we grew apart as we got older. Up until now, for the sake of a spot for cultivation... we've almost become enemies."

Speaking of this, a flash of inspiration struck Zhao Sanzhuang, and he thought of a perfect question.

It would neither offend this expert nor resolve a doubt in his heart.

"Senior! I want to ask you something!"

"Go ahead."

Ren Yidao looked at Zhao Sanzhuang's appearance, roughly guessed what question he wanted to ask, and shook his head.

"However, I don't guarantee that my answer will necessarily suit you."

Zhao Sanzhuang nodded, took a deep breath, and asked with a firm tone:

"Senior, on the path of cultivation, is it really necessary to fight?"

This question had troubled him for a long time.

From the moment they entered the sect, the hundreds of them had begun to fight, struggling for the sake of a spot.

From a hundred people to the ten today, ninety percent of the contestants had become stepping stones beneath their feet.

But he didn't understand.

Can't everyone just get along well?

Just like Niu Tiedan, they were both from the same hometown, even living next door to each other; couldn't they just huddle together for warmth?

Must they fight to the death?

"... Heh, it really is this question."

Ren Yidao smiled, feeling a bit emotional for a moment.

When they first step into the cultivation world, many people may not adapt to the law of the jungle and will experience similar confusion.

Even he, when he hadn't yet taken human form in the great mountains, had thought about similar questions.

It was just that the situation he faced back then was more difficult; if he didn't fight, he would truly die, so he adapted very quickly...

Looking at the confused Zhao Sanzhuang, he thought seriously for a rare moment, then spoke softly.

Speaking to him, it was as if he were also speaking to that confused little fox from back then who blamed Heaven and Earth.

"To fight or not to fight, it actually depends on yourself."

"In this cultivation world, fighting for resources, fighting for Secret Realms, fighting for techniques, fighting for Dao companions... if you want to fight, you can fight for anything, you can fight for everything."

Today I kill to seize treasure, tomorrow you exterminate a sect and slaughter a lineage; everyone can have a bright future.

"But if you don't want to fight, others have no way to force you to fight."

"It is precisely because one does not fight that no one in the world can fight with them."

Like him in Demon Emperor City, it seemed like he was fighting for something, but in reality, he was just a stinking troublemaker...

He didn't compete for dominance with his peers, didn't fight for profit with the messy factions, and he didn't even fight for power with Huang Huang.

What he did was only for the sake of chaos.

What he wanted was only fun.

Friends, just have fun!

"Of course, there is a crucial prerequisite for this: your own strength must be strong enough, possessing the ability to not let others force you."

Ren Yidao himself was strong enough to crush the geniuses; the talent he displayed could make the three parties value him, and his personal charm could win Huang Huang's favor.

If he didn't have these and still messed around, that would be stupid and suicidal, as if he were afraid of dying too slowly.

"This ability can be your own strength, or it can be status and power."

"Among these three points, strength is hard to come by, and power is also not an easy thing; only status is a bit simpler."

"Joining a sect is a good choice; huddling together for warmth with a group of like-minded fellow practitioners can save you a lot of trouble."

A sect is a good model; it is a sanctuary that allows disciples to grow smoothly when their strength is insufficient.

"The Sword Casting Hut is not bad; although it is a bit bitter and tiring, it doesn't place too much importance on background. As long as you are willing to work hard, it is still a good place for cultivation."

After speaking, Ren Yidao looked at Zhao Sanzhuang, who seemed to have realized something, and nodded.

"Alright, these words don't count as guidance, just some personal insights."

"If you can't think of anything else, then I will make the decision for you."

Ren Yidao gently kicked Zhang Zhangquan with his toe and said with a smile:

"This fellow Daoist who is lying on the ground playing dead, would you mind helping me look after him a bit more in this iron workshop of yours?"

Zhang Zhangquan, who was lying on the ground, twitched, not knowing whether he should get up.

"Of course, you don't need to interfere too much; just make sure he isn't bullied and let him feel more of the camaraderie I mentioned earlier, and that will be enough."

Finally, after experiencing an intense internal struggle, Zhang Zhangquan crawled up and said in a low voice:

"... This junior understands."

He became even more withdrawn.

The cheerfulness of that one minute just now might be exchanged for a lifetime of social withdrawal to follow.

"Hehe, then many thanks, fellow Daoist."

After arranging the minor matters, Ren Yidao nodded lightly toward the three of them.

"Everyone, farewell."

The figures of the three of them vanished in an instant.

The next moment, the clouds dispersed and the fog cleared; everything returned to its original state.

"......"

The now-sober Zhang Zhangquan and the other two looked at each other, all somewhat dazed, feeling as if the scene just now had been an absurd dream.

"Just now, sigh, forget it."

Zhang Zhangquan sighed, and in the end, looked at Zhao Sanzhuang with some envy.

This lucky fellow could truly be said to have struck a great stroke of fortune.

With that one sentence from that mysterious person, his resources within the sect in the future would certainly not be lacking.

Yet Zhao Sanzhuang, the person involved, was somewhat dazed at this moment.

It was not because of this bizarre experience, nor was it because of that speech from Ren Yidao.

It was because at this moment, Zhao Sanzhuang finally remembered where he had actually smelled that white smoke before...

It was in the Daoist Temple!

"Could it be that the person just now was indeed not an Immortal."

"But rather..."

A god?

And at this moment, the Lord God in Zhao Sanzhuang's eyes was currently smiling and teasing the pouting Girl Star.

"Alright, Haha, don't be angry anymore. Don't you like this name?"

"Get lost!"

Haha, what Haha! You're the one who's Haha! Your whole family is Haha!

Seeing Girl Star resisting so much, Ren Yidao shook his head regretfully and turned to complain to Cang Lan:

"Heh heh, don't you think Haha is being too much? Help me persuade her."

"...... Hmph!"

Alright, now even this one can't be coaxed.

Ren Yidao thought for a moment and decided to leave the two of them aside for now.

"Forget it, let's not talk about other things. Let's go to the provincial capital and take a look first."

"Having stayed in Demon Emperor City for so long, I haven't eaten any delicious food for a long time. If you don't want to go, you can wait for me outside the city... Hmm?"

Ren Yidao was just planning what to eat later when he suddenly felt a chill behind his back.

He slowly turned his head...

And saw two pairs of hungry eyes!

"......"

Can't be coaxed?

Hehe.

Women!

Begging for Monthly Ticket——

Guess who we will meet in the provincial capital?