after all.
Besides Jiang Wuxu, who else can they place their hopes on?
Jiang Wuxu sighed.
possible.
Such is the fate of a casual cultivator.
The clone was somewhat puzzled: "Senior, you are so powerful, why didn't you establish an immortal sect while you were still alive to bring these independent cultivators together?"
Jiang Wuxu smiled bitterly, "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. Do you know how many independent cultivators there are in the Immortal Realm? After establishing an Immortal Sect, how should I manage these independent cultivators? If I establish an Immortal Sect, I will have to find resources to distribute. Where can I find so many resources?"
“Some things can only be thought about but not done. Once you start doing something and fail in the end, they will not be grateful to you, but will blame you instead.”
Although Jiang Wuxu is a casual cultivator, one thing must be admitted, that is, the quality of casual cultivators is relatively poor and difficult to manage.
Besides.
Jiang Wuxu is used to being alone.
Suddenly he was asked to establish a sect, become the sect leader, learn to manage others, and manage the sect in an orderly manner. Just thinking about it made him feel too tired.
The clone asked again, "You have powerful cultivation, but you don't care about the independent cultivators in the immortal world. Won't they blame you?"
“Yes.”
“But it’s small.”
"As long as I don't take action, they will have hope, and even if they have complaints against me, they won't reach my ears."
Jiang Wuxu knew that it was not a good idea for him to think this way, but if he were in that situation, there would probably be someone who would understand him.
It’s okay if the clone doesn’t understand.
Lu Hen Ge must understand him.
That kid is much better than Jiang Wuxu at playing with people's hearts.
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