As time drifted by, a year had passed.
Jiang Ding opened his eyes, with Divine Sense enveloping all directions.
The various developments in the Northern Plains Tushan Courtyard appeared before him, with economic indicators in all aspects growing rapidly.
Jiang Ding's Divine Sense swept through the various documents transmitted by the Governance Sect, jade slips for law enforcement monitoring from Immortals of Nascent Soul and Golden Pill Monks at all levels, as well as development reports from the Implements Sect, Pill Sect, Talisman Sect, and so on, paying special attention to changes in finances and personnel.
"So many,"
"Even if only calculating documents of Golden Core level and above, there are still 17,960,000 documents that need to be approved and supervised, and this is just one year's worth. If I were to cultivate for dozens of years, the accumulated number of documents, I dare not even think about it..."
Jiang Ding estimated for a moment.
