Martial artists and cultivators

  In this boundless void of the Purple Mansion, where there was no concept of time, they didn't know how many battles they had fought, nor did they know when to stop. When Nan Tianba couldn't bear the pain anymore, he would take out his fireball to intimidate Ye Qin. Whenever Ye Qin couldn't bear the pain either, he would hide in the Primordial Spirit Stele to rest for a while before continuing the fight.

  Ye Qin was still full of fighting spirit, shouting loudly as she fought, just like a little wolf cub.

  Nan Tianba still had a lingering fear of Ye Qin's ruthlessness. He had only suffered during his early years of cultivating his skills, but after becoming the head of the Nan clan, he had lived a life of luxury and hadn't experienced such hardships in a long time. His primordial spirit was being bitten back and forth. Encountering someone like Ye Qin who didn't care about their own life and wasn't afraid of pain, whether soft or hard, gave him a headache.

  Ye Qin hated the old ghost's teeth, he could make the old ghost scream in pain, but he couldn't kill him. He didn't know any powerful spells, and was only relying on his instincts to fight against the old ghost.

  The old ghost can't break through the light shield of Benming Yuanshen Monument, and although he has magic, he is equally helpless against it.

  Gradually, the two of them discovered that such a fierce fight, apart from causing themselves unbearable pain, had no other benefits. Let's stop fighting.

  Ye Qin no longer used the Dewdrop Grass to produce White Mang. He had made up his mind - he wouldn't get any benefits from Lao Gui, and Lao Gui shouldn't think of getting even a bit of benefit from him either. Using his own hard-earned Yuan Qi to profit this old ghost? No way.

  Nan Tianba muttered to himself all day, "Want to eat white mang, want to eat white mang", but he couldn't get Ye Qin to bring out the white mang again, his heart was burning with anxiety. He had now confirmed that Ye Qin could indeed control those mysterious white mang, this discovery made him both angry and jealous, filled with regret, yet completely helpless.

  Ye Qin closed her eyes and remained silent, ignoring everything.

  The southern sky tyrant flew back and forth in mid-air, using every means to persuade him, even going so far as to humble himself to beg Grandfather and Grandma, saying all sorts of good things.

  But it had no effect.

  Ye Qin doesn't need kind words, he needs benefits. If you want to get on his good side, teach him the Fireball Technique first.

  Nan Tian Ba was desperate.

  Drifting on the floating island, extremely bored.

  The old ghost hadn't spoken to anyone in twenty years, and now that he had finally met someone he could talk to, his mouth couldn't be held back. He started talking about all sorts of things with Ye Qin, telling him about the cultivators, his family, the Nan clan, the gangs in Pingzhou, and the situation in the entire Wu Kingdom, passing the time to alleviate his boredom.

  Ye Qin just silently listened and didn't say a word.

  From Lao Gui's mouth, Ye Qin gradually understood some of the most basic common sense about it.

  For example, the difference between martial artists and cultivators.

  Warriors and cultivators are two completely different things. Although they live on the same continent, they usually don't have much contact with each other.

  Martial artists cultivate internal energy in the mundane world, and are referred to as ordinary people by the old ghosts. They usually form gangs, recruit followers, and dominate a region in the secular city with the goal of achieving unparalleled martial arts skills.

  The practitioners of Xian, however, cultivate the primordial energy of the Xian family. At first, there were individual cultivators who married and had children, passing down their cultivation methods to their family members, eventually forming families of Xian practitioners over time.

  Because the cultivators pursue the way of longevity, refining their essence and energy, building their foundation and forming their elixir, and ascending to immortality. Therefore, cultivator families are usually reclusive and do not intervene in worldly affairs. They rarely participate in mundane matters in the Jianghu, and only make contact with ordinary people when they need to.

  Cultivators need to be born with the five elements spiritual roots. People who possess the five elements spiritual roots in this world are often one in ten thousand. And those who can embark on the path of cultivation are even fewer.

  Wuguo is a small country. The population of the immortal families in each major state and county within its borders is often extremely small, with some having only one or two people, and at most ten or more people. However, their strength is abnormally strong.

  A cultivator of the Qi Refining stage, from the first to third layer, can ignore the top masters in Jianghu as long as they master low-level magic. If a cultivator of the Qi Refining stage, fourth to sixth layer, emerges, they can even kill all the martial artists in an entire province. A high-level cultivator of the Qi Refining stage, seventh to ninth layer, would not deign to appear in the mortal world, that would be too humiliating.

  However, there will inevitably be a complex web of connections between cultivators, cultivation families, warriors and gangs.

  Because the cultivation process of a cultivator requires the consumption of enormous wealth, spiritual stones, spiritual herbs and spiritual objects are used as auxiliary cultivation. These spiritual herbs and spiritual stones are scattered in countless mountains and forests, making them extremely difficult to find.

  Cultivators are always short of time to cultivate, let alone willing to spend a lot of time searching for spiritual objects in the mountains and forests. They can only control the secular gangs behind the scenes, borrow the Jianghu gangs and the hands of numerous warriors, mobilize tens of thousands or even millions of people, to search for those rare spiritual herbs and spiritual stones hidden deep in the mountains and old forests.

  So although all the cultivators are hiding in the world to cultivate, they still maintain contact with the secular warriors.

  The Nan family is a Xian family within the borders of Pingzhou, Wuguo. There are four adult Xian cultivators and one underage Xian cultivator in the family. It can be said to be a prosperous Xian family that dominates the entire region of Pingzhou with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, controlling the top ten gangs in Pingzhou from behind the scenes.

  However, the power of the Nan family was limited to Pingzhou and may not have been particularly strong throughout the Wu State.

  Nan Tianba, as the head of the Nan family, possessed a rare single-earth spiritual root, and his cultivation speed was extremely fast. At the age of 40, he had already entered the fifth layer realm, becoming the most powerful young patriarch in the history of the Nan family.

  After entering the fifth layer of the Qi Refining stage, Nan Tianba's ambition expanded rapidly, and he led three adult cultivators from the Nan family to expand into nearby Dingzhou, attempting to expand the Nan family's territory and gain more spiritual stone and wood resources.

  Dingzhou is the territory of the Feng family, and for nearly a hundred years, their strength has been roughly equal to that of the Nan family. However, Nan Tianba never expected that in recent years, the Feng family would also produce a rare and exceptional cultivator who had already reached the sixth layer of the Refining Qi stage, far surpassing the strength of the Nan family.

  The result was no surprise, Nan Tianba was killed on the spot by the patriarch of the Feng family, destroying his physical body and leaving only his primordial spirit to escape. His cultivation plummeted, dropping from the fifth layer of Qi Refining to the fourth layer in an instant. He barely managed to seal himself within a cyan jade pendant, preserving his primordial spirit from dispersing and becoming a ghost.

  The rest of the Nan family members either died or escaped.

  Nan Tianba had been trapped in the Qing Yu Pei for twenty years, his primordial spirit's energy constantly dissipating, his cultivation continuing to decline. In another year or two, Nan Tianba would probably fall back to the third layer of the Qi Refining stage.

  Twenty years later, whether the Nan family still exists or not, even Nan Tianba himself is unclear, and it's likely that they were ruined by the poisonous hands of the Feng family. So when he talks about these past events to himself, he doesn't have too many concerns.