Zhu Yi stood up and yawned. "Alright. Hand over all of your valuables."
The four robbers, thinking they had not heard him correctly, looked confused.
"You heard right. Hand everything over besides the clothes on you."
Zhu Yi observed the robbers' states and assessed that they were likely to try and attack him. After all, they were not 100% sure that he was a cultivator.
Zhu Yi raised his hand and punched the ground. Cracks spread and the ground shook. Although there really wasn't that much damage, it was much more than any mortal could cause.
The robbers lost all doubt and began to take everything they had out.
"Why did we have to run into some insane child cultivator?" One of the robbers mumbled under his breath.
Zhu Yi heard it but ignored it. He was already robbing these people, it would feel shameful to beat them up as well.
Zhu Yi shooed the robbers away. They ran as fast as they could, not wanting to remain behind for a single second.
Zhu Yi looked at four weapons and four pouches on the ground.
He ignored the weapons and looked at the pouches first. Inside of them was money. Zhu Yi poured them out and counted it up. In total, 10 silver. It was more than he had ever seen at once, but he was a cultivator so it did not mean much. He had also used spirit stones, which could not be bought with almost any amount of money.
Coins were for mortals, spirit stones were for cultivators.
Zhu Yi, now fully awake, began to run down the path again. As a cultivator, he did not need to sleep much.
As he ran, he turned to Zhou Fan, who was still sitting on his shoulder.
"Master, I'm curious. Why did you say to rob them?" Although Zhu Yi thought it was a good idea, his master seemed indifferent to money.
"I'm preparing you for the future. To recover, I need spirit stones, and to cultivate, you need spirit stones. In other words, no matter how many spirit stones you have, it won't be enough. In order to gain more, you may have to rob cultivators." Zhou Fan explained.
Zhu Yi nodded. "I see. But shouldn't cultivators be above such things?"
"Of course not. Cultivators are really just mortals with power. They still rob, kill, hate, create, love, and destroy all the same. Just on a larger scale."
Zhu Yi nodded and fell into thought.
After a few minutes, he spoke again. "So what about you master? Have you robbed, killed, hated, created, loved, or destroyed?" Zhu Yi asked.
"I don't think I've robbed anyone, or not too many people at least. It's hard to remember all that. I've killed plenty. I've not hated that much. I've created an awful lot. I've loved a few, such as the 4 beasts, Heaven, and Leaf. I've also destroyed a large amount." Zhou Fan answered honestly.
Zhu Yi nodded and asked about a few of the individual things such as what he created, destroyed, who the 4 beasts, Leaf, and Heaven were, and a few other specific questions.
Zhou Fan answered them all vaguely without giving any hint of his power level. He did not want Zhu Yi to get arrogant with him as a backing, especially since he could not do too much.
As Master and Disciple spoke, time passed. After a few days, a large black gate with a red heart in its center appeared.
Zhou Fan was curious. "Are you sure this is a good sect?"
Zhu Yi nodded. "From what I've heard, but I don't actually know."
Looking at the gate, both he and Zhou Fan felt that it gave off a weird feeling. Not quite the feeling of danger, but an uneasy feeling.
There were no guards in front of it. It was just a big, black gate with a heart drawn in the center.
Zhu Yi looked at Zhou Fan, but Zhou Fan shrugged his shoulders. He had no idea what was going on with this sect.
Zhu Yi walked up and knocked on the door. Due to being a cultivator, his knocks were very loud, especially on the metal door.
Zhu Yi backed up and waited. After a few moments, a smaller, previously unseeable door opened up. It was a part of the gate and blended in with it perfectly. This door was only the size of a normal door.
An older man with red hair stepped out.
Zhu Yi looked at him and was so shocked that his nerves nearly jumped out of his body. Even Zhou Fan was surprised.
The older man bowed. "Welcome to the heart scalp sect. How can I help you?"
The old man smiled kindly, but to Zhu Yi, it was an evil smile.
"S-s- sorry. Wrong address." He said as he turned around and ran. The old man laughed before going back through the door.
Zhu Yi ran faster than ever and only stopped when he could not see the heart scalp sect anymore.
"I suppose you don't plan on joining that sect?" Zhou Fan asked.
Zhu Yi nodded as he panted.
"What was that?" He asked.
"I suppose there is a reason why it's called the heart scalp sect." Zhou Fan said.
When the old man had walked out, a beating heart had been protruding from his chest.
Zhu Yi had been so scared by the unnatural sight that he ran away immediately. Zhou Fan did not blame him at all.
"So, where to?" Zhou Fan asked.
Zhu Yi shook his head. "I don't know. That was the only sect I was aware of. If we want to find out the location of any other sects, we'll have to find a big city. Luckily, I know of one not too far from here."
Although they had spent a while running, Zhu Yi had met a few people along the journey.
One of them was a merchant. Zhu Yi bought a map off of him.
That map only had a single sect shown, but there was also a big city not too far away.