In the end, it was because he and Lechuan had too little to offer Bear Wind. Their relationship was imbalanced, leaving Bear Wind with the upper hand.
"Let Jinbao stay with me a couple more days. You happen to be cultivating here anyway. A Fourth-rank Middle-grade Spiritual Land... isn't this better than that sect of yours?"
The more contact it had with humans, the faster Bear Wind absorbed all sorts of information about them, and the more worldly it sounded when it spoke.
Over the years, quite a few human Cultivators who ventured into the Barbaric Land had died within Bear Wind's vast territory. The various tomes they carried were enough to give Bear Wind a much clearer understanding of the human Cultivation World.
Hearing Bear Wind's words, Fang Qingyuan instinctively wanted to retort. 'What's so bad about my sect?' But as he felt the dense Spiritual Qi of this place, the retort on the tip of his tongue changed into a single word:
"Alright."
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