Back in the New Home Merchant Guild’s compound, Cara had finished "Interrogating" their guest about the status of his loot.
As it turned out, he had nothing worth taking, even what he did have, she chose to let him keep. Plus, the Elders were here now, and if she kept messing with him, they were going to make her do annoying stuff like file reports, or sweep streets or something.
She had seen their punishment before, and it was diabolical.
Of course, only in Cara’s mind would the punishment details of the Clan seem diabolical. To others, they were remarkably kind and gentle. They didn’t even make the Clan Members undergo intensive training to correct deficiencies.
Many others underwent the sort of hellish training scenarios that broke both the mind and body, only to rebuild them into a stronger and more capable member.
But compared to boredom and drudgery, all day spent sweeping streets without getting to play any pranks, a mere punishment of pain was bound to be less intolerable.
Sitting on the sidewalk, slowly savouring the cupcake that Cara had given him as an apology for showing everyone how poor he was, the bedraggled Immortal finally cleared his throat and began to speak.
"What manner of monster did you bring to that realm?
Do you know how many have simply died in there? Either from fighting over food or from mana deprivation? There was never a way out once you were in, yet he simply came with a team and made it look like nothing, like we were all there for fun."
Cara patted him on the shoulder. "Let me tell you something that I’ve realized since I arrived in this world.
Despite having forever to learn cool new things, only one in a hundred is actually capable of it. If you’ve based your entire journey to Immortality on combat, what are you going to do as an Immortal?
Fight forever?
That’s all that you built your power base up to do.
Now, I focused on causing just the right amount of Chaos. So, I diversified my skills. I can do all sorts of things, from moving between planes, to summoning Golems, to cooking, and I can even nullify offensive barriers, like the one that was probably intended to keep us all from getting sucked into your little prison realm.
That was fun.
But the important part here is that you have been liberated, and this lovely Elder is going to have a long talk with you. During which, I recommend that you come up with things you want to do other than get into fights.
Learn new skills, become a better person, surprise everyone that you meet."
The man nodded in understanding, working hard to process everything that Cara had told him, while the Elder was trying to calculate what exactly her angle was.
There was no way that Cara gave him good advice. Unless she meant that seeing him trying to make himself a better person with a diversified skill set was the most entertaining thing that he could possibly do right now.
He hated to admit that she might not be wrong.
Seeing an Immortal from one of the Combat Sects trying to learn new things was always funny because they were so hopelessly useless at it. He didn’t know yet where Cara had found this unfortunate man, but he didn’t look like he had a lot going for him, given his condition.

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