The Dao Sect pushed through effortlessly, its presence commanding respect from low-level cultivators and common folk alike, fostering an atmosphere akin to the arrival of a royal army.
Within another city.
"Daozhang!!"
A few young Daoist Acolytes cautiously called out to Lu Qian.
"What is it?"
"Will you come back?"
"Of course." Lu Qian laughed softly and drifted away.
The common people feared only the absence of the Dao Sect.
This was the advantage.
Occupying the moral high ground, executing public justice, enforcing Heaven's will—everywhere they went, the hearts of the people were with them, fearing only the Dao Sect's absence from rulership.
The philosophy of the Dao Sect spread even faster than its military edge, swiftly reaching the powers near Jade Capital Mountain.
A few powerful cultivators cursed in terror, while most Daoist Acolytes and commoners hoped for the Dao Sect to come and save them.
This was the benefit of the Righteous Path.
