"What type of demon beasts are we hunting?"
Upon hearing Ma Ning's question.
A flicker of hesitation passed through Yang Zhengchu's eyes.
He remained silent for a long while, then slowly said:
"Shopkeeper Ma, you know, this old man is a Sword Cultivator.
And for a Sword Cultivator, the pursuit of truth, asking questions of the Dao, and confronting one's true self are emphasized.
Furthermore, the fighting power of a Sword Cultivator is stronger than that of ordinary cultivators.
Therefore, by reason, I should aim for the Tier Four, fight until death."
After speaking, Yang Zhengchu looked around, his gaze fixing on the 'Yang' character at the banquet hall's entrance for a long time.
Then with a sigh, he continued:
"However, this old man is not alone. Matters of life and death are related to the rise or fall of an entire clan and city.
Therefore, sentimentally.....
This old man can only pursue safety and choose a late Third-Tier demon beast."
Yang Zhengchu's words were somewhat tactful, as if worried that it might affect the Taoshu Commerce Association's impression of him.
After all, the Damo Realm, as a relatively primitive world, has many prevalent ideas that are similarly straightforward.
And the image of a Sword Cultivator, or rather its archetype, is one of those fixed types:
Sword Cultivators are often portrayed as detached from emotions, unafraid of powerful enemies, rather dying than hesitant to draw their sword.
The primary cause of this perception is quite simple:
Because the information dissemination channels in the Damo Realm are limited.
Many people's inherent concepts of a certain type of cultivator are derived from various novels, biographies, or tavern plays.
And these novels and biographies...
Are often optimized versions.
Some clans, to promote the achievements of a great ancestor, will often amplify or beautify their personal image.
Without going far, the Wei Family actually did something similar.
In a storytelling biography circulated for decades in Chixian City, Wei Siming is portrayed as a great pioneer.
With a standard square face, stubbly beard, stern face, and maximum charm value.
It's about the image that shouts "Brothers, follow me," with countless warriors willing to follow.
At first, when Ma Ning and others read that biography, they thought it was a translation of Liu Bei's image from a version of a Three Kingdoms saga carried by a transmigrator.
But the real Wei Siming, as everyone knows.
Lacked neither perseverance nor loyalty, but the looks were just average.
And his journey was far from smooth, even paying many painful prices.
If Wong Kar-wai were to film that history, sorrow would definitely be the main theme.
In the hands of the later generations, Wei Siming's image was somewhat optimized.
If this is the case for the descendants of a transmigrator, it's even less surprising for other cities.
Therefore, in the vast majority of opinions and public opinions, a strong person should never act cautiously.
It's more or less a 'you want to fight, then fight' situation.
In fact, Yang Zhengchu also held similar beliefs before his tribulation.
But after surviving the tribulation, his perspectives became much more conservative.
However, being conservative is one thing, while others' opinions are another.
According to what Yang Zhengchu has learned, in the past, nearly over sixty percent of Nascent Soul Great Cultivators chose early Tier Four demon beasts.
The clansmen of those choosing other demon beasts often found themselves at a disadvantage compared to others.
It was precisely for this reason that Yang Zhengchu explained a bit more, afraid that Ma Ning and the others might develop an unnecessary disdain.
If Ma Ning and others were natives of the Damo Realm, perhaps they would have some opinions about Yang Zhengchu's choice.
But what Yang Zhengchu didn't realize was that Ma Ning and the others are not from this world at all.
Therefore, not only did Ma Ning not show contempt, he even thought those who go in stubbornly are quite foolish.
In his view, such matters should just be handled perfunctorily.
Let people look down upon defeating a top Third-Tier demon beast.
At best, the adjectives might be "mediocre" or "conservative," but it won't be labeled as "coward," will it?
To risk one's life battling a Tier Four demon beast for a reputation that is at most neutrally negative seems quite absurd.
As for the potential losses of benefits.... with one's Nascent Soul Realm there, how much could one really lose?
And once something goes wrong while combating a Tier Four demon beast, what is lost could be one's life.
So at the end of the day, it's still about face that harms people.
If it were that girl Wang Qiang making the choice, she might even opt for something as over-the-top as overpowering a Tier Two demon beast.
Ma Ning secretly scorned those stubborn fighters in his heart, then raised his chopsticks, intending to serve Yang Zhengchu some food.
But upon reaching out, he felt such a gesture seemed a bit overly intimate, so he hastily stuffed the food into his own mouth, asking:
"Senior Yang, when do you plan to head to the Demon Crevice?"
Yang Zhengchu clearly had thought about this question beforehand, and after a slight pause, he said:
"According to the original agreement with the Demon Crevice, there are still three Damo Days until the delivery time.
However, as times changed, now that I have broken through the realms, the schedule becomes more flexible.
So I'm planning to make some preparations first, adapt to the new realm, and use Nascent Soul Spiritual Power to refine my life-bound magical artifact before setting off.
If everything goes as expected, I should set off in about seven Damo Days."
Then his eyes flickered, skimming the corners of other tables, he said:
"Shopkeeper Ma, rest assured, the agreement we had back then will be honored by this old man.
Typically, when a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator first goes to the Demon Crevice, they take about two hundred trusted followers and servants.
So this time, I can offer your side...."
Yang Zhengchu paused for a few seconds.
Then, dipping his index finger in some wine, he wrote a number on the table:
100.
A whole hundred slots!
Bear in mind, previously, the Yang Family couldn't spare even a single slot!
Currently, in the base, there are nearly five hundred cultivators above the Fourth-Layer Qi Cultivation, all of whom can use their spiritual senses to open Spatial Bags.
In other words.
Even if they randomly select with their eyes closed, they could still choose a hundred suitable candidates.
Indeed.
With the rabbits' current resources, it's far from possible for everyone to have a Spatial Bag.
But under the full mobilization of the base, along with numerous Spirit Stones previously provided by the Yang Family.
It's quite easy to gather ten medium-sized Spatial Bags plus a storage pouch for each person.
Don't be deceived by the small size of the storage pouches; over a hundred pouches can still hold several sets of parts with ease.
Although specific personnel distribution still needs further discussion.
For example, how many are researchers, how many are warriors, how many are assigned to the physics group, and how many to the chemistry group, and so on.
But whatever the case.
The command center at least can prepare quite calmly for the journey to the Demon Crevice and won't face the passive situation of being isolated and helpless.
Unlike before the tribulation, the Yang Family only offered ten slots.
Even if all of them were allocated to the rabbits, it would still have been of little use.
Yang Zhengchu gave a lot of face, so naturally, Ma Ning had to react.
After all, "a flower-decked sedan chair is carried by everyone."
Thus, he lifted his arm and gently wiped away the original number with his sleeve.
Then, dipping his finger in the wine, he wrote another number:
200000.
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