You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Chapter 168: The Survival Path of Ants

From the moment Liu Yuntian opened his mouth, a sense of alertness and uneasiness surged in her heart.

Although she had expected that this mysterious masked man might have ulterior motives, she never imagined that he would actually want to buy her life!

In such an environment where one's life is uncertain and full of dangers, life is as fragile and cheap as grass.

She knew very well that her fate was ill-fated and that she could die on the streets at any time.

However, when she learned that someone was willing to spend money to buy her life, she couldn't help feeling an inexplicable sadness and helplessness in her heart.

Even though her life was as insignificant as mud, at least someone was willing to pay the price for it.

Compared to dying in obscurity, being able to enjoy a moment of warmth before death may be a rare blessing.

But who really doesn’t cherish his own life?

Even if it's just a humble and insignificant existence like her.

"This...this noble man, I...I want to live."

The woman's lips trembled, her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and her eyes flickered, full of fear and pleading.

Faced with the woman's plea for mercy, Liu Yuntian did not show the slightest sympathy.

Instead, he rested his arms on his legs with interest, looking her up and down with a playful and indifferent look.

It seemed that he didn't care about her life or death, and even had a hint of sarcasm in his attitude.

"Then how long do you think you can survive in this world?" Liu Yuntian asked softly, with a chilling tone in his voice.

His words were like a sharp blade, piercing the woman's deepest fear.

The woman's eyes widened and her body involuntarily stepped back.

She kicked her legs hard, trying to distance herself from Liu Yuntian.

He hugged his knees tightly with his arms, as if he wanted to curl himself up into a ball in order to get a little sense of security.

However, the cold wall behind her was a ruthless reminder to her.

She has no way to retreat.

"I do not know."

Liu Yuntian chuckled, "Life is not about how long you can live, but how long you can keep yourself alive."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, placed it in front of the other person, and slowly said: "I don't decide your life or death. Your life or death depends on you to fight for it yourself."

Then he added: "I'll give you a ladder to heaven. If you climb up, you won't have to live a life where everyone hates you. If you fall down, it won't be worse than dying on the street."

Hearing this, the woman's body trembled slightly, obviously moved by Liu Yuntian's words.

She gradually lowered her arms, and the fear and helplessness in her eyes eased a little, but still full of vigilance and distrust.

She looked at Liu Yuntian cautiously, as if wondering whether what he said was credible.

However, although she was touched, she still could not completely trust this strange man and never gave him her hand.

Liu Yuntian was not angry, because he knew one thing very well - a person who lives in an environment full of malice is often closed in his heart.

They have experienced too much hurt and deception and no longer trust others easily.

Just like those stray cats and dogs that have been driven around and beaten for a long time, they will instinctively get angry even if they see human kindness.

This is especially true for someone with a flexible mind.

Therefore, Liu Yuntian did not blame the woman for being wary, but instead felt that it was a manifestation of self-protection.

Thinking of this, Liu Yuntian raised the corner of his mouth, then took out a crystal clear stone from his arms and placed it on the ground in front of the woman.

"This is a sound transmission stone. If you change your mind in the future, you can contact me at any time through it. As long as you send a signal, I will appear in front of you in the shortest possible time."

The woman looked at the spiritual stone on the ground nervously, her face full of entanglement and struggle. Finally, she couldn't help but speak: "There are indeed many cultivators here, but I am not one. Your cultivators' things... I can't use them."

"Of course I know."

Liu Yuntian smiled, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, "If you want to find me, you don't need to use spiritual power, just smash this stone to the ground. It's very fragile."

As he spoke, he took out another identical sound transmission stone from his storage ring, but it was slightly smaller.

"See? This is a sub-stone that matches the stone in your hand. Once the stone in your hand is broken, the sub-stone on my side will immediately lose its color. At that time, I will know you are calling me and rush here as fast as I can."

After saying that, Liu Yuntian no longer paid attention to the woman's reaction, turned around and walked out of the alley.

At this moment, several children have picked up all the spirit stones on the ground, some stuffed into their sleeves, and some stuffed into their chests.

Each of their bodies was bulging, as if something precious was stuffed inside.

The dry biscuits stolen by the woman were thrown on the ground at random.

"You sickly bastard, take the cake and get out of here! Let me tell you, our father is a cultivator at the peak of the foundation building stage! If you try to steal the cake again, father will never forgive you!"

The children's sharp voices echoed in the quiet alley. Liu Yuntian watched them leave silently, his lips slightly raised, then he turned and left.

His steps were slow and steady, and he seemed indifferent to everything around him.

At this moment, the woman was the only one left at the alley entrance.

She looked around vigilantly and waited for a long time. After making sure that no one else had returned, she struggled to get up from the ground and staggered to where the biscuits fell.

She picked up the dry biscuit, wiped it casually on her clothes a few times, and then couldn't wait to put it into her mouth and chew it with big mouthfuls.

Every bite was filled with satisfaction and greed, but also endless pain.

As time went by, she suddenly felt an indescribable sadness and grievance in her heart.

Tears welled up involuntarily from my eyes and slid down my cheeks.

She tried to control her emotions and not let her crying out, but the pain in her heart made her unable to control it.

She chewed the dry biscuits and let her tears flow, as if she wanted to release all her misfortunes.

However, hunger forced her to continue eating and she did not dare to stop chewing her food.

She was afraid that if she stopped, she would never feel full again and might even starve to death.

So she quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and focused on the food in her mouth again.

She told herself not to waste any food because it was the hope of survival.

There was a hint of confusion and bewilderment in the woman's eyes.

She once thought that after experiencing countless hardships, she would no longer shed tears and that her heart had become as hard as iron.

She felt that there was nothing in this world that could make her sad.

But the arrival of that man was like a ray of light shining into her dark world, making her full of hope for life again.

Looking at the sound transmission stone lying quietly on the ground in the corner, she was stunned.

After a while, she came back to her senses, slowly walked to the sound stone, squatted down, reached out her hand and gently stroked it.

After swallowing the dry biscuit in her mouth, she took a deep breath and then stuffed the stone into her innermost pocket as if it were her most precious thing...