Two weeks had passed since the end of the harvest festival and the roaming cloud sect still seemed quite lively compared to the past, of course, this was mainly since many disciples were still enjoying the benefits obtained in the mountainous region of the thousand beasts while the wealthiest people were enjoying the proceeds of the annual auction.
Perhaps it was because in the course of the past two weeks the strength of all the disciples who survived this event saw a significant increase that the atmosphere in the sect was as lively but as relaxed as the sect could seem; many subterranean streams still developed below the surface.
Events that would inevitably have some impact on the current structure of the roaming cloud sect and whether by fate or choice, Desmond's group was in the eye of the storm at some of these events.
