He closed his eyes and entered a contemplative state once again.
After an indeterminate amount of time had passed, the doors to the Dongfu finally opened with a rumble.
Fang Xi, clad in a bamboo-green Daoist robe, walked out of the Evergreen Hall with ease.
"Island Master..."
"Taoist Master..."
The local Cultivators and those from the Nine States paid their respects one after another, seemingly getting along quite harmoniously.
——With Fang Xi, the Taoist Master there, the Cultivators from the Nine States wouldn't directly plunder the resources of the Mortal World, after all, they could make a lot just with the industrial and agricultural difference in pricing.
And what was miraculous was that the Cultivators of the Mortal World didn't feel at a loss either.
After all, the inexpensive magic artifacts, Spiritual Pills, and even advanced cultivation experiences from the Nine States were very real!
