Several days later, in the real world, inside the small cabin.
Xu Yang opened his eyes and woke up.
Mingxiao Taoist Temple, Hundred Ghosts Forest, Guo Bei Academy, these ventures had all gotten onto the right track, and all that remained was to steadily grow them.
There was nothing much to say about that—just one word: endure!
Enduring through time, accumulating strength.
Until he could resolve the matter of Orchid Temple.
As long as he could solve the problem of the Orchid Ghost Realm, he would have enough prestige to deter all parties, further expand his influence, take complete control of Jinhua Mansion, and even plot for the entire Jiangzhe Province, possibly the whole south.
By then, he would have laid the foundation of a kingly way. He could aspire to rule the entire land, or choose to live securely in his own territory.
During this time, he could also spare some attention to deal with matters in the real world.
