41 Factions in the great spill 3 (1/2)

As Ed walked around the town, he noticed that there were people trading, checking into inns and so on. This made him frown. Was this normal? Most sat on the streets as though waiting.

”Are there not enough cultivation caves?” he asked.

”There are. Those you see here, have either lost their cultivation cave to others, or joined factions with limited resources. The factions will only favour those they find valuable to them. Most have to camp out side or sleep in an inn.” the person leading the way said. He thought that his words would cause a reaction from Ed, but Ed just nodded in understanding.

”The monthly battles, one could do it as a group? Factions with too many people. How does this work?” Ed asked.

”The battles are not fought in an arena, but in a pocket world. People can only come out when they surrender, get a win, or die. If you win, you can decide to stay back longer and win a few more before leaving. The battles end up like a war. As the factions coordinative members tomove n troupes. The only law is that every one must participate. The battles last for one day. I hear that battling in a group is much better. It is said that there treasures in the battle ground. The factions would have better man power to be able to bring back as much resources as they can.”

Ed understood these word. Not only was it better to be in a group in the battle ground so that you may not get killed, it is better for lucky encounters. He bets that that is why most remain in the factions no matter if they don't get cultivation caves or resources to cultivate. During the battles, they join up with their groups and go adventuring. It made sense.

Ed arrived at his cave soon after. He did as the person said and touched the walls. The are opened and he stepped in. Ed understood that this person was a mortal. He was not sure how he got to the great spill, but he knew that he probably worked for the regulators for the great spill. These mortals would do menial jobs to get paid.

He gave the boy a spirit stone and entered his cave. The boy bowed as the cave closed. He sighed in his heart. This newcomer was nice enough to give him a spirit stone. He felt guilty for what he was about to do.

Leaving Ed behind in the cultivation cave, he rushed away in the direction of a another cave. The caves were well spaced and would take a bit of travelling to get another. After a while, the panting mortal got to a cave much larger than Ed's. There were tents around the cave filed with cultivators. He walked over to a tent and bowed.

”What is it?” a voice said from inside.

”There is a newcomer with his own cave that just entered. He even has a lot of money on him.” the boy said.

”Is that so? Have you told him to join with us?”

”He did not care about all the benefits of s group. He has entered his cave.”