Chapter 278: Put on Hold Life in the Rogue Cultivators Alliance, on the other hand, was thoroughly unremarkable. Shu Wenzhou was hardly a man suited to raising children. Once the baby was in his hands, it couldn't be said that he was starved, but the interactions between "father and son" were truly devoid of anything to write home about. The black mist watched the palm-sized tyke grow bit by bit, until the boy was roughly fifteen years old, when Shu Wenzhou's body could no longer hold…