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If the proportion of cultivators within the Dayan Territory could truly reach such a level, then it might well be called half an Immortal Dynasty.
Unfortunately,
the top echelons of the Empire, including his father, did not wish to see such a situation arise.
At least,
not for the time being.
In this silence,
Bai Muxi, watching the two strange-looking guests from above, asked softly,
"Sir, is there something wrong with the cultivators from our Seven Cities?"
Coming to himself and looking towards this slender woman whose complexion was pale as the Blood Race from his previous life, Xu Yuan answered with a smile,
"No, it's just that it's truly not easy for you to have preserved such a number of cultivators after tens of thousands of years."
His words carried a hint of condescension.
Bai Muxi didn't mind, and with a slight smile beneath her veil, replied,
"It's a matter of survival."
After speaking, she asked politely,
