"Do you... think we're natural choices?" When Wen Ning had been told their purpose upon arriving, he'd said he was honored to have been chosen. Maybe he was stuck on some strange space-faring vehicle now, but it had seen some worth in him. He'd been brought along with other cultivators and not dismissed as if he was a monster. It considered him an asset. That was something to be pleased about despite the circumstances.

It did seem to choose those who took their role of a cultivator seriously and didn't use their skills to seek power. (With the exception of Meng Yao, but even then he was from an earlier time when all his most horrible sins had yet to be committed.) In that, at least, the train had good taste. He would rather be with these people than ones who were more willing to stab him in his sleep.

"I suppose I hadn't thought about it like that."