He was truly tired today, not because of any significant mana loss; to the contrary, there was hardly any mana consumed. It was mainly the short-term, repetitive manual labor that was tiresome as it was monotonous. His mind was a bit weary.
Not doing anything more, Wang Zijia went straight back to his courtyard and fell asleep.
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In the following days, many people from the Qifu Faction came to Fu Tower. Under Wang Zijia's guidance, the Array from his Jade Capital Pavilion was moved into his Peach Forest Dojo, and a certain degree of compatibility embedding was done.
This was done to make it easier to access data during his lectures.
As the Demon Suppression Sect got on track and the construction of the Fake Talisman faction entered the formal phase, Wang Zijia's life also calmed down. He spent his days practicing boxing, cursing Yue Changqing, handling faction construction affairs, and occasionally visiting the Taoist Fantasy.
Time flew, and it had been another month.
