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    Chapter 1797 Leave With Your Faith


    Wynter felt an inexplicable irritation as she listened to the women''s conversation. It wasn''t just irritation—her state of mind was bing increasingly unsettled after knowing the implications behind their words.


    The most taboo thing for cultivators was to allow external factors to disturb their inner peace. Yet, ever since choosing to enter the Human Sacrificial Formation, Wynter''s actions had been going against her principles.


    Some ideas had been passed down from ancient times to the modern era. Compared to ancient times, the modern world seemed slightly better. But upon closer inspection, some things remained eerily simr.


    For example, the mostmon advice was for women to have their own careers to avoid being left behind by society. Or nonsense such as having to marry eventually so that they''d have someone to take care of them in old age.


    Wynter didn''t understand why everything was about women. Didn''t men also need to support their families? Shouldn''t they be afraid of being left behind by society as well?


    The ones who loved to gossip were often the same people, and sadly, arge portion of them were rtives and elders. Few would say that women should just live happily and freely. Society always seemed to ce one lock after another on women.


    Wynter hadn''t noticed it as much when she was on the mountain. But now, she could feel that Nyxvarn Vige was "cannibalistic".


    They were warm and weing, smiling at others with open arms. Yet, their actions were filled with malice, though they themselves were unaware of it.


    "Why aren''t you speaking, sir? We''re just country folks, so we don''t know the rules. Have we disturbed you?" The two women were still asking.


    Dalton, seemingly ustomed to such situations, remained expressionless. His demeanor was as aloof as ever. "I''m not the one you''re looking for. My lord is."


    The two women, hearing this, turned their surprised gazes toward Wynter, their eyes filled with disbelief. "L-Lord?"


    Wynter hadn''t expected Dalton to refer to her this way, but for the sake of manipting people, it worked well.


    "Hmm," Wynter responded lightly, her slender, pale fingers casually ying with a tarot card.


    Suddenly, she smiled. "I''m afraid you''ll be disappointed. You won''t be able to send your daughters up the mountain for dual cultivation. But if you have sons, they might benefit. My hall is still short of a few bed warmers. How about it? Are you willing to send them?"


    Wynter''s words left the vigers who hade to offer their daughters utterly stunned. An unprecedented silence fell, as if even the air had gone still. Some gasped, while others turned pale.


    Dalton, meanwhile, held onto the tarot cards. His gaze shifted back to Wynter when he heard the words "bed warmers". He knew she was only saying this to provoke the vigers, but she had said it too smoothly for his liking.


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