Compared to Guan Shi’an, who had a straightforward personality, Yin Jianghong had many more mysteries, which often made Jiang Beiran curious.
However, when Yin Jianghong took the initiative to tell him the truth, Jiang Beiran didn’t want to hear it anymore.
This was because the mysteries of this old man could only be discovered by himself. If Yin Jianghong took the initiative to tell the truth, it would only add more mysteries to him.
Unfortunately, Jiang Beiran was unable to shut Yin Jianghong’s mouth, so he could only act as an emotionless listening machine.
However, just when Jiang Beiran thought that Yin Jianghong was going to tell him about his tragic childhood and painful past, Yin Jianghong suddenly changed the topic and asked, “Beiran, do you know why we always call ourselves the demonic cult?”
This question… Jiang Beiran was indeed curious about it, but because it was not important, he did not think about it carefully.
Therefore, Jiang Beiran cupped his hands and replied, “I don’t know.”
“In the past, in Fengzhou, the so-called righteous sects overpowered everything. At that time, Fengzhou could be said to be filled with war, and the people had no way to live. The leaders of the righteous sects always thought that by letting their disciples go out to be heroes and stand up for justice, they could save the people from suffering.”
Yin Jianghong turned to look at Jiang Beiran as he spoke, “But do you think it’s possible?”
Jiang Beiran thought for a moment before shaking his head and answering, “I don’t understand. Since they can be called righteous sect, they are naturally people who do good deeds. Why do they still live in poverty?”
“Because some of those so-called righteous sects are as stupid as Guan Shi’an, and some… pretend to be as stupid as Guan Shi’an.”
“Whoa whoa whoa… take it easy.” Jiang Beiran was shocked by Yin Jianghong’s roast.
When he was talking to Guan Shi’an, Jiang Beiran thought that the two of them were in their honeymoon period, but now it seemed like Guan Shi’an was the only one on his honeymoon.
“I wonder what Cult Master Yin means by that?”
Yin Jianghong looked at Jiang Beiran meaningfully and thought to himself, “This kid really knows how to act.”
Then, he said, “People from righteous sects are not born decent. These so-called decent people are actually from the big and rich clans. I believe you have seen how much they despise the Imperial Court and the commoners from Guan Shi’an. In their eyes, only those who have the talent to cultivate are considered human, and the rest are just ants.”
When he heard this, Jiang Beiran suddenly felt that this sentence was also applicable in his era.
Only those who studied well could be considered human. The rest were “this child is useless, give birth to another one.”
However, in that era, they knew how to let the commoners display their value. But here, ants were really just ants that were trampled on by others.
“As for why these powerful clans suddenly became righteous sects, it was because they realized that Fengzhou was in chaos. They couldn’t recruit any disciples even if they wanted to. It was a serious problem for a sect. That was why they suddenly realized that those who couldn’t cultivate were also valuable. But they were still too stupid. Let me tell you what they did after that.”
As he listened to Yin Jianghong slowly recount the story of Fengzhou’s past, Jiang Beiran suddenly felt as if he had once taken a history lesson.
There were thousand-year-old families in the world, but there were no thousand-year-old dynasties.
When the country was stable and there were no external factors interfering, there would be a general trend occurred in the country, which was the strong would become stronger and the weak would become weaker. This was because the strong could obtain more because of their privileges. Resources would continue to be concentrated in the hands of the strong. If the country was stable, this process would be irreversible. In the end, all the resources would be concentrated in the hands of the strongest.
From this point of view, whether it was the history that Jiang Beiran once knew or the history of this world, it was actually the same.
But the difference was that the strong in this world were really too d*mn strong!
Be it the Qin dynasty or the Han dynasty, when these dynasties reached a certain level of strength and the exploitation of commoners was too severe, the commoners would rise up and resist!
However, this fantasy world was completely different. The commoners would get killed if they resisted. A single Demon Slaying Blade attack was like a nuclear bomb to the commoners.
However, the cultivators in this world only wanted to become the strongest and had no interest in the imperial power. Hence, a unique social form was formed.
Cultivators, imperial court, low-level commoners.
A three-tiered structure that was maintained by overwhelming strength.
“Wait…”
Jiang Beiran suddenly realized that this three-tiered structure looked a little familiar.
If the cultivators were replaced with nuclear bombs… wouldn’t that be…?
However, because these “nuclear bombs” had thoughts, they formed a somewhat interesting national form.
“Beiran, now do you understand how the past Fengzhou was in dire straits?”
Just as Jiang Beiran was comparing the two equally magical eras, Yin Jianghong finally completed the story’s foreshadowing and asked Jiang Beiran.
“I understand.” Jiang Beiran cupped his hands and spoke.
However, he kept thinking the similarities and differences between the two eras in his mind, and he couldn’t stop at all!
“I must have had a problem in my mind when I was thinking about politics in the fantasy world.”
“I’ve decided to write this book when I have time.”
Yin Jianghong naturally did not know how far Jiang Beiran’s imagination had gone. He let out a breath, he continued, “What I told you just now was to let you understand how those righteous sects that were as stupid as Guan Shi’an appeared. Although these people are very stupid, and their direction is wrong. At the very least, they still have the intention to make this world better.”