A storm had just subsided.
But the chaos had only just begun.
In the Kylin Palace, Xu Yang sat alone while a host of disciples and Academy Monks busied themselves with the affairs of the Southern Sea, thoroughly transforming this subsidiary territory into a foundational enterprise for the Scholar's Palace by establishing laws and fostering cultivation and production.
As the Taoist Master, he, on the contrary, enjoyed a moment of leisure and began the eagerly anticipated post-war tallying phase.
Having returned this time, even though he hadn't eradicated all his former enemies, he had released a breath of evil air in settling grudges and grievances.
In the Northern Holy Land, of the Six Great Immortal Sects, nearly thirty Mahayana cultivators had fallen by his hand. Using these highly valuable captives, he would surely exchange them for abundant resources, accelerating the Scholar's Palace's development.
