Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, obviously having been brewing these thoughts in his mind for a long time, and his speech unconsciously quickened:

"Even if one is a 'Martial Venerable', if they violate the laws of the Martial Kingdom, they must be immediately dismissed, subjected to punishment, and their penalties must be more severe than those for ordinary people."

"Human nature is inherently evil. Power, authority... these can all twist anyone, which is why absolute and strong ironclad rules are needed to restrain them! Make them fearful, make them suffer!"

"Only in this way, will they not dare to take even a half-step beyond this Thunder Pool!"

The handsome young man listened to the shocking words coming from the old man, his heart couldn't help but be violently shaken.

But he quickly noticed a problem within:

"Senior Brother, people's talents vary in level. Some are naturally unfit for cultivation and unfit to be True Martial Cultivators. According to your idea, wouldn't they all be condemned to the bottom of this Martial Kingdom, never to rise again?"

The old man laughed and carefully explained:

"The method of election can bypass this issue. No matter how outstanding your talent or impressive your martial ability, if you don't gain people's hearts, it's hard to reach a high position and enjoy privileges beyond the ordinary. But if you care about people's hearts, then it achieves my original purpose."

"People's hearts?"

The handsome young man hesitated, sensing that although this seemed to be a good method, it also seemed to contain many loopholes.

However, at the moment, limited by his own experience, he couldn't discern the problems within.

But regardless, if this Senior Brother could indeed accomplish this, then perhaps a world of equality for all beings might truly be achievable.

"But... Senior Brother, doing this, I'm afraid not all True Martial Cultivators will agree, right?"

The handsome young man hesitated for a while before finally speaking up.

The old man remained extremely calm:

"If that's really the case, I also have thunderous means!"

The handsome young man looked at the old man complexly and shook his head, saying:

"What could stop you from moving forward?"

The old man was momentarily stunned, then smiled:

"Only the destruction of my soul and spirit."

The handsome young man was stunned and didn't know what to say.

"If a person lives only for themselves, eventually, there will be no humanity left, just like Ye Cangsheng, who claims to have a steadfast Dao-heart, but kills his descendants just to seek immortality. Isn't that becoming a slave to longevity?"

The old man said slowly:

"Junior Brother, it's human nature for cultivators to pursue immortality. It's understandable, but Junior Brother, are you only willing to be like that?"

"Is life and death really that important to us?"

The handsome young man's eyes fluctuated, as if struggling and conflicted.

In the end, he let out a long breath, then slowly raised his hands and bowed to the old man:

"Junior Brother wishes to accompany Senior Brother in accomplishing this grand ambition."

The old man showed an expression of indescribable joy and heavily patted the handsome young man's arm:

"Good! Then let the world see what a common man's wrath is!"

...

In a blink, more than twenty years swiftly passed by.

Inside the Little Cang World, a rare and brief peace had arrived.

The four continents occupied by the True Martial Cultivators, led by Martial Ancestor and Youth Sword Ancestor, quickly established a brand-new political system unprecedented inside the Little Cang World.

The mortals of the four continents also ushered in a golden age truly belonging to them for the first time in history.

The population grew substantially, and the number of high-class True Martial Cultivators also surged in a short period.

Everyone's standard of living rapidly improved, with no poverty, no disasters...

Before the great power of the True Martial Cultivators, the disasters that mortals could not withstand were no longer insurmountable problems.

The True Martial Cultivators also reached unprecedented prosperity.

And on this day, outside the Capital City of the Martial Kingdom located in the Huangji Continent.

A thatched hut saw an elder walking out.

"Senior Brother."

The handsome young man, after being worn out by these twenty-some years, although still handsome, now showed a bit more maturity from worldly experiences and a complex expression on his face:

"Still not able to break through?"

The old man, however, revealed a calm smile:

"It seems I can't break through, but... I still want to try once more."

The handsome young man was slightly stunned.

Then he saw the old man flying straight towards the direction of Fenglin Continent.

"Senior Brother!"

The handsome young man hurriedly followed.