257 Ten Thousand Mountains Thirty-Four

These powerful families, clans, and local forces used these resources to cultivate their disciples, arrange marriages, and develop family assassins, private armies, weapon crafting, and secret techniques to make themselves even stronger.

Then, they frantically accumulated all sorts of resources, acquiring better cultivation methods, secret manuals, and methods to achieve immortality. Everyone was obsessed with it. Gradually, they formed a control and monopoly over various resources in a region.

The struggle never ceases. When a new power rises in a region, bloodshed is inevitable. Even after the unification of the capital, various local struggles never stop. The rise and fall of families never ceases.

However, with the Holy Emperor present, there are limits; at least, there were no instances of entire cities being sacrificed, resulting in widespread suffering and death. Otherwise, the evil cultivators would have already risen up and reaped the rewards.

However, as time went by and the number of people increased, the distribution of various cultivation resources, talents, rare treasures, and various personnel situations and social customs made it impossible to distribute them fairly.

In this way, all sorts of thoughts began to arise: evil gods, demons, ghosts, and strange phenomena emerged, and it is unknown who came first or who came after; they may have always been there and never left.

Even in the Holy Emperor's capital, resources are not evenly distributed among every faction and every prince.

Even for the princes, the resources they obtained were closely tied to their own power and status, which played a very important and decisive role.

Because these powerful and influential families were also the ones who developed the capital the fastest, adapted the fastest, and set the rules the fastest. In this way, it seemed as if nothing had ever changed.

These regulations and rules further enabled these powerful families, clans, and factions to seize more resources, thereby increasing their power and influence.

However, such a distribution method, which seems fair, traceable, and reasonable, does not mean that it is reasonable. Perhaps it was unreasonable from the moment it was formulated, but you have no say in it.

People with high talent and ability will develop rapidly when the opportunity arises!

What to do when resources are insufficient?

What if there are no miracle cures?!

Discontent and conflict followed one after another, but resistance never stopped, and there was never a shortage of brave warriors who resisted. Others laughed at his apparent madness, but he laughed at others for not seeing through him.

If resources are insufficient and miraculous medicines are unavailable, then the only option is to fight with swords and spears! Even if it means being shattered to pieces, it's worth it!

Because for those who do not have enough resources, the only way to rise in society is to have a sword in their hand and a knife in their heart!

Otherwise, the only consequence of compromise is that after decades of toiling like an ox or a horse, growing old and frail, one will still be unable to obtain enough support to improve one's own strength, nor will one be able to protect one's beloved and cherished people.

Therefore, Lord He Chen had no choice. He didn't have enough resources, and others were unwilling to give them up. Such a complicated problem, should he negotiate?

Are you kidding me? The blade will cut through the air; that's where the negotiations are meant for you. Otherwise, you'll be reduced to ashes right now.

Looking at this place, it is newly developed, but the simple rules reveal an aura of arrogance and decisiveness, and it is a place of prosperity. What the future holds is yet to be known!

But at this moment, there is hope and beauty. This is one of the few places I have seen. If it grows and prospers again, the noble families in the royal city and the major sects and factions outside the royal city will surely engage in open and covert attacks without ceasing.

At this moment, all thoughts and ideas are fleeting, and in the brief silence of that moment, Jingzhai feels even more alone. It's as if someone could come to care for her and gently comfort her.

This is the first time in a long time since her talent was revealed that no one has paid attention to her. She is a favored daughter of heaven, blessed with rare and precious materials, and has made breakthroughs one after another, achieving what many cultivators dream of!

Right now, all I want to do is cry quietly. Deep inside, a tranquil loneliness, like a cold current, is rapidly filling and assaulting my heart. My heart feels like it's adrift in an endless storm, unable to find any support!

In her eyes, there was a hint of expectation, something she dared not let anyone see, as if she hoped that someone would enter her heart, give her a big hug, and bring her warmth and comfort.

In the dim light, the embracing shadow was no longer that of the emperor's elder brother, nor the fatherly care, but slowly transformed into a shadow that was hardly familiar to him.

At this moment, Jingzhai's heart was filled with the shadows of strangers, who cared for her, embraced her, gently stroked her, understood and loved her. This reliance allowed her to focus on being a devoted wife and mother without needing to overthink. So simple, yet so unattainable.

At this moment, all I hope is that a stranger can be by her side, offering a tight, warm embrace, or even just a gentle word of comfort.

She wants to be carefree, knowing that no matter what happens, someone will be by her side. She doesn't have to bear all the pressure and troubles alone.

Just like in this quiet night, simple, soft whispers, pouring out their joys and sorrows, it is the presence of someone who pities them that makes them stand out, just like the women before me now, who have a tree to lean on and someone to rely on.

At this moment, to outsiders, Jingzhai, who is always veiled by a straw hat or a light gauze, has for some reason put aside these things here and doesn't care at all about her peerless true face.

Her unparalleled status brought with it unparalleled loneliness, aloofness and purity. The market town used to be like an iceberg that no one could climb, yet it was also like a snow lotus blooming alone in the mortal world.

Her beauty exudes an untouchable elegance and purity. Many ill-intentioned people feel ashamed in her presence and dare not utter the slightest desecration. She reveals one's true colors at a glance.

It is said that both the Demon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor desire to take her as their imperial concubine.

Before, my eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, clear and bright, shining with wisdom. Now I don't want to think about anything anymore, I just want to find someone to love me. To be loved is true happiness. Like the ethereal moon, I can no longer suppress the envy in my heart.

A flawless face, long, silky hair that swayed gently in the wind, so smooth and lustrous. Jet-black hair and snow-white skin—a look of cold elegance and nobility!

She was once like a goddess, whom one could only admire from afar, but could not approach or desecrate. Now that she has fallen to the mortal world, she is even more beautiful and captivating.

The ethereal moon was so beautiful and captivating, so delicate and alluring, so stunningly beautiful, so enchanting, so graceful and elegant, so charming and radiant, so delicate and exquisite, so breathtakingly beautiful that even the most beautiful women could not fully describe her.