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It might sound a bit cheesy, but Li Fan really considered Mo Zhu Mountain as his second home. Especially after traveling around the Central Plains and seeing the preferential treatment the three major factions gave to their disciples and the discrimination against ordinary people, it was hard for an outsider like him, who came from a different place with no background and not a penny to his name, not to feel a sense of belonging and recognition towards Mo Zhu Mountain, which was willing to accept him as one of their own.
In the eyes of the orthodox sects, Mo Zhu Mountain might be a den of demons and heretics, and perhaps Mo Zhu Mountain had its own dark and bloody side. Perhaps in the future, if it became more influential, Mo Zhu Mountain could even end up following the same old path as the three major factions.
But it didn't matter. At least for now, the safety of Mo Zhu Mountain was worth trading a pot for.
